"You think you can score with your foolish self? Dream on," Blue He's words immediately made Liu Yi furious.
"Take a look in the mirror before trying to score against Blue He. In your next life. You loser, Liu!"
"Bastard!"
The voice of the little fox Lin Tong suddenly sounded in Liu Yi's ear.
In that instant, Liu Yi's eyes turned slightly red.
The flow of the whole world began to slow down.
In Liu Yi's eyes, the world turned into a clear black and white scene.
Only Blue He, his body emitting a red light, was full of provocation.
Liu Yi slowly stood up from the ground, a faint smile on his lips.
And outside the court, Wang Lele had already started to curse loudly.
"Blue He, you big cheater! You're being unfair!"
"You little girl, what do you know!" Lan sneered, "This is a reasonable collision in bullfighting, do you think it's a regular game..."
Before Lan could finish, his chest was suddenly bumped by Liu Yi, who stood up.
Lan felt like his body was a kite with a broken string, flying out directly, and with a thud, he fell to the ground, his butt hurting, grimacing in pain.
Meanwhile, Liu Yi easily caught the flying basketball, and leisurely walked to the three-point line while Lan was lying on the ground.
There was an instant burst of boos from the crowd, all directed at Liu Yi.
"Oh, Liu Yi, you're playing dirty!"
"Liu Yi, foul, Liu Yi, foul!"
A group of boys and girls shouted.
Meanwhile, Liu Yi lightly patted the ball, and with a faint smile, spoke.
"This is a reasonable collision in bullfighting, who dares to say I'm fouling?"
Those students were speechless one by one.
Indeed, just now, Lan did the exact same thing.
That's the way street bullfighting is – a wild and fierce way of competing. Actions that are absolutely forbidden in formal competitions are almost commonplace here.
Seeing that everyone was speechless, Liu Yi clapped the basketball in one hand and gestured towards Lan with the other.
"Come on, block me, or else you'll wet your pants in a moment."
Murong Die and Wang Lele were astonished watching outside as Liu Yi behaved like a different person!
This Liu Yi was calm, evil!
But it seemed to carry a strange charm that made their hearts tremble slightly.
Is this really Liu Yi?
"You're asking for it!" Lan roared and charged at Liu Yi after getting up, intending to teach Liu Yi a lesson that on this court, it's his territory!
But before he could reach Liu Yi, Liu Yi suddenly jumped lightly, aimed at the hoop, and sent the basketball out.
A three-point shot?
Just based on this guy who can barely dribble, he still wants to shoot a three-pointer?
At that moment, Lan felt like laughing.
He turned around to see that the basketball hadn’t even come near the hoop, flying out of bounds.
He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Liu Yi, you're such an idiot! With just your ability, you want to shoot a three-pointer? Hahaha..."
Lan laughed, clutching his stomach.
"Don't laugh too early, I've found my rhythm."
Faced with the mockery from the other side, Liu Yi remained unfazed, standing there with a slight smile on his face.
"You're really good at talking big! Come on, throw the ball to me, and I'll let you shoot another one."
Lan clapped his hands, and a student immediately threw the ball to him.
Lan threw the basketball at Liu Yi, "Come on, if you make it, I'll count it!"
"Then you better not regret it."
"Hahaha! Liu Yi, you're not good at playing ball, but you sure talk big!"
Lan's lackeys couldn't take it anymore. He didn't even pay attention to Liu Yi.
He was ready to shame himself, and Lan was only too happy to help.
"Then watch closely."
Liu Yi said, his knees slightly bent.
A force began from the soles of his feet, traveled up his legs, and in the blink of an eye, arrived at his arms.
At this moment, Liu Yi had a mysterious feeling.
His incredible vision appeared again.
The distant hoop, in his eyes, was enlarged.
Liu Yi had a feeling that the hoop was calling for the basketball in his hands.
Leveraging this feeling and power, he gently sent the basketball out of his hands.
The basketball left behind a beautiful trail in the air, and then accurately fell into the hoop, a perfect swish.
Lan and then immediately widened his mouth in surprise. Not just him, everyone who saw this three-pointer was stunned. If it were someone who regularly played basketball making a three-pointer, it wouldn't be that surprising. But... it was Liu Yi who made it! The utter loser Liu Yi! How could this be possible! The score suddenly became 16-3! "Liu Yi made a shot, Liu Yi made a shot!" Wang Lele exclaimed happily while holding on to Murong Die. "Damn, Liu Yi actually made a shot!" Chen Cai also paused for a moment. He only supported Liu Yi because they were close friends. But precisely because he was so close to Liu Yi, he understood that it was truly impossible for Liu Yi, who was always a sports idiot, to win against Lan. But unexpectedly, he really made a three-pointer... "Damn, you're really lucky! Managed to fluke one in!" Lan snorted, not believing that Liu Yi made the shot with his own skill. "It's okay, think what you want," Liu Yi smiled, "But from now on, you won't have a chance." After entering a certain state, Liu Yi's temperament changed drastically. His words angered Lan, leaving him both angry and unable to suppress a smile. "Alright, Liu Yi, let's see who's crying later!" According to the rules of bullfighting, the person who scores starts the game. Lan threw the ball to Liu Yi, who was also starting the game for the first time. He stood outside the three-point line, the basketball bouncing in his hands. Lan kept his eyes on the basketball, confident that he could intercept the ball. He played as a shooting guard in the youth team. Although not a point guard, stealing was still his specialty. Even the coach often praised Lan for his agile reaction and exceptional steals. Some of the formal team members could be easily stolen from by him, so in front of this utterly incompetent Liu Yi, stealing the ball was not a problem. Therefore, Lan was not worried at all about Liu Yi starting the game. He found a gap and swiftly reached out. However, to his surprise, he actually grabbed air. At that moment, Liu Yi, with his small hand, unexpectedly grabbed the basketball with a single hand and sent it into the air. The basketball once again drew a path in the air before finally landing in the basket. Nothing but net! Three points! Everyone was stunned. Even if once was luck, what about the second time? Liu Yi's three-pointer actually hit nothing but net two times in a row! This... was too unbelievable! "16-6," Liu Yi smiled at Lan, "Three minutes left, be careful of the remaining 10 points." "You f*cker, thinking you can beat me!" Lan was furious. He was ready to teach Liu Yi a lesson! Let him know who the king of bullfighting was! At that moment, when it was Liu Yi's turn to start the game again, Lan suddenly extended his arm and, taking advantage of an opportunity to steal, his elbow once again hit Liu Yi's abdomen. But this time, Liu Yi had already noticed. He suddenly took a step back, lightly dodging to the side, avoiding Lan's malice. Lan, however, was unable to stop his force, his body staggered forward.
Liu Yi stretched out a foot and gently blocked it.
"Thump!"
Lan He fell to the ground, directly falling like a dog eating shit, and the handsome and graceful appearance he had before disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Now, Lan He was lying there, sticking his butt out, no longer resembling a young master. Some students couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
Liu Yi raised the basketball, extended his hand, and made a throw.
The basketball traced a path and once again swished through the hoop.
16 to 9.
Lan He was deeply shocked. He climbed up from the ground, feeling both hateful and angry.
He hadn't expected that he, a substitute player for the youth team, would make such a fool of himself because of Liu Yi!
"Come on, let's continue!"
"I will make you cry!"
Lan He still believed in his basketball skills.
He dared not be careless anymore and started to defend carefully.
Lan He's basketball skills were indeed very good. In the remaining time, he tightly defended Liu Yi, giving him few opportunities to shoot.
Liu Yi only made two shots, scoring another six points.
The score was now 16 to 15.
And there was less than thirty seconds left in the game.
At this moment, everyone was nervous.
Mu Rong Die couldn't help but tightly hold Wang Lele's hand.
Both girls' palms were sweaty.
On the side, Chen Cai's mouth dropped open, his eyes glued to the court, looking quite dumb.
Just for his good friend…for lunch, he must win!
"Not much time left."
Lan He said, "I won't give you a chance to shoot. I will win this game. You, Liu Yi, just wait to kneel and kowtow to me!"
"You can't be certain of that."
Liu Yi smiled confidently.
In this state, Liu Yi completely changed.
He was no longer in control, his temperament had changed significantly.
He looked at Lan He, smiled, then suddenly raised both hands, as if to shoot.
Lan He thought Liu Yi was going to shoot, and jumped up in a hurry.
But at that moment, Liu Yi suddenly lowered his body and charged to the right side of Lan He.
The awkward ball handling from before was gone, and now Liu Yi seemed to have turned into an Iverson-like player. The basketball jumped agilely in his hands as he moved towards the basket.
Liu Yi suddenly hugged the ball and jumped high.
After being shocked, Lan He responded quickly and ran back.
Lan He blocked Liu Yi's path, preparing to make a big block.
"I won't let you score!"
Lan He roared, then suddenly halfway through he retracted his hand and kicked towards Liu Yi's calves in mid-air.
But to his surprise, Liu Yi jumped even higher than him.
In the blink of an eye, his kick landed in empty space.
And Liu Yi's body was above him, with both hands holding the basketball, fiercely slamming it into the basket!