The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 281: Hit Every Shot

Mockery!

Undisguised mockery converged from all directions into Ye Chenfeng’s ears. Ye Chenfeng remained calm and unmoved, his expression unchanged because he would prove through action who was truly putting on an act. He, Ye Chenfeng, had genuine substance.

Honestly, playing basketball with Wang Ming and the like was a sheer waste of Ye Chenfeng’s precious time. Had it not been for Wang Ming’s mention of Ye Chenfeng’s parents, he wouldn’t have bothered to waste time playing with these nobodies. However, since he had already said he would cast a lifelong shadow over Wang Ming’s basketball career, he would most certainly make it happen.

Hearing these taunts didn’t anger Ye Chenfeng. Zou Linlin, standing by, couldn’t contain herself, her chest heaving slightly, and two patches of angry red appeared on her smooth cheeks. Wang Ming was simply too despicable.

During the meal, Ye Chenfeng had said he wasn’t very clear on basketball rules. Therefore, Zou Linlin had been worried inside. Glancing over at Ye Chenfeng, when she saw his calm and composed demeanor, she almost wanted to rush up and bite him fiercely.

Now, Zou Linlin realized Ye Chenfeng must have been teasing her earlier. Her mind gradually cooled, and she thought Ye Chenfeng, with his magical skills, wouldn’t possibly struggle with basketball, would he? Once she calmed down, her thoughts became clearer, and the anger inside her disappeared completely. Instead, she looked at Wang Ming with pity, saying, "Wang Ming, take care of yourself. I really hope you’ll still have the courage to play basketball after today."

Feeling Zou Linlin’s pitying gaze, Wang Ming was so furious he felt like his lungs might explode. His eyes full of fire, he glared at Ye Chenfeng and said darkly, "Alright, since you want to take on our basketball team all by yourself, how could I not oblige? But don’t complain we ganged up on you after you lose. This is the choice you’ve made."

"To ensure you accept your loss wholeheartedly, we will let you initiate with the ball every time. Otherwise, I’m afraid you’d hardly even touch the basketball. I, Wang Ming, am quite magnanimous," he claimed.

With his confidence sky-high, Wang Ming thought if their entire basketball team couldn’t beat Ye Chenfeng alone, they might as well eat shit. That’s why he was so "generous" in changing the rules to let Ye Chenfeng start off with the ball each time.

Looking at the confident Wang Ming, Ye Chenfeng said, "You really want to let me start with the ball every time? I’m afraid then not a single member of your team will be able to touch the ball by the end. I only want to darken your personal lifelong perspective on basketball."

"Hahaha—" Wang Ming burst out laughing in disdain, "Who do you think you are? Even if Jordan himself were here, he wouldn’t dare to say something like that! I think you need to be taught a harsh lesson today to realize just how full of yourself you really are!"

"Coach, let’s not lower ourselves to this poser’s level. Didn’t he say that if we let him start off, we wouldn’t be able to touch the basketball? I want to see how long this know-it-all can keep blowing his own trumpet?"

"Coach, it seems we’ve encountered a top-tier show-off this time. Let’s make him pay for his cocky words in just a moment."

The two basketball players standing next to Wang Ming looked at Ye Chenfeng, who spoke so arrogantly, with utter contempt. Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s not-so-strong physique, with his pretty-boy face and delicate skin, they thought that even if they let him start each time and initiate the offense, the basketball would probably be snatched away before it had the chance to warm up in his hands.

"Fellow students, listen up. Today it’s not our basketball team bullying this challenger; he himself proposed to take on our entire team. Since he has such strong confidence, how could our basketball team not accept? So everyone here, be witnesses, in case he refuses to acknowledge his defeat later on."

Wang Ming loudly addressed the surrounding students that had come to watch at the gym, cutting off Ye Chenfeng’s retreat. He intended to make Ye Chenfeng lose face all the way to Siberia.

"Coach Wang, you guys play confidently. This is Tianhai Medical University’s territory, and I don’t see anyone who loses daring to act shamelessly here," replied a beautiful university girl gracefully, her words leaving no doubt that she was already convinced of Ye Chenfeng’s defeat. After all, it seemed nearly impossible for one person to beat an entire basketball team, and basketball is primarily about team coordination. Even if they kept allowing Ye Chenfeng to initiate his attack first, what good would that do?

Following the response of the beautiful university girl, the students in the gym also started to speak up. Ye Chenfeng’s arrogance and pride were making them uncomfortable. It seemed so irritating that someone so clearly pretentious was still so full of bluster.

"Chenfeng, go for it! I’m really looking forward to your performance!" Zou Linlin cheered delicately for Ye Chenfeng. Ever since Wang Ming became the coach of Tianhai Medical University’s basketball team, he had been like an annoying fly, pestering her persistently. She really hoped today Ye Chenfeng could win against Wang Ming, leaving Wang Ming no face to stay at Tianhai Medical University any longer.

"How can Teacher Zou show such a sweet smile for this show-off? And even cheer for him? My goddess! I can never forgive this poser."

"Teacher Zou, you’ll see the true face of your favorite show-off in a bit, and you’ll realize you belong to me, only to me."

...

The male college students around, upon seeing Zou Linlin cheering for Ye Chenfeng, once again started to belittle Ye Chenfeng.

On the basketball court, Wang Ming passed a basketball to Ye Chenfeng and said, "Since we let you start with the ball every time, there’s no need to compete for it."

The student acting as the referee by the side said, "The match officially starts now."

As the last syllable of the word ’start’ fell, Ye Chenfeng took a shot from the mid-court. The basketball traced a beautiful arc through the air and "swoosh" – it went straight into the basket on Wang Ming’s side without a hitch.

Wang Ming’s face was frozen in a stiff smile, and the other four players on the court also maintained stiff smiles. The male and female college students below were waiting to see Ye Chenfeng, the show-off, make a fool of himself, who knew he would pull such a stunt right at the beginning?

The vast gymnasium fell silent. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Shooting from mid-court? And the ball went in? Isn’t this kind of skill only found in novels and movies?

"Yeah~ Chenfeng, you’re awesome!" Zou Linlin was the first to snap out of her shock, after all, she had witnessed Ye Chenfeng’s magical moves before.

Accompanied by Zou Linlin’s excited shouts, people in the gym gradually came back to their senses. Wang Ming, standing on the court, trembled and said, "Impossible, impossible, how could that shot have gone in? It must be a fluke, definitely a fluke."

"You said you’d let me attack first every time, bring the ball here!" Ye Chenfeng paid no attention to Wang Ming’s astonishment.

"Everyone, snap out of it, was definitely a fluke. Who in the world takes shots from mid-court? Even if they do, it’s not possible to hit every single time." Wang Ming couldn’t afford to lose today’s game, especially since his entire team was up against Ye Chenfeng alone! If they lost, how would he ever face Zou Linlin in his pursuit of her?

"Coach Wang is right, it must be a fluke."

...

The other four players on the court believed what Wang Ming said and began to encourage themselves.

Next, without exception, Ye Chenfeng kept taking shots from mid-court, "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." Each ball went through the hoop precisely – he was hitting the mark every time. In just five or six minutes from the start, Ye Chenfeng had already scored thirty points, while Wang Ming and his team were still at zero. And just as Ye Chenfeng had said, since the beginning of the game, not one of their team members had even touched the ball!

Wang Ming and his teammates all fell into despair. Is this even called playing basketball? It was simply a one-sided slaughter!

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