Chapter 549: Chapter 201: Court Clash, All Three Girlfriends Showed Up?_3

"Okay, Brother!" "Mhm!"

Bai Weixi and Xia Zhijin answered at the same time.

The two girls glanced at each other, then simultaneously turned away and retreated to the sidelines, quietly watching Li Yuan reenter the court. However, both of their minds were in turmoil.

***

As soon as Li Yuan stepped onto the court, the starting center from Computer Science Class 2 sauntered over, a sleazy grin on his face as he patted Li Yuan’s shoulder.

"Dude, you’ve got some luck with the ladies! Those two chicks you brought are real hotties."

Li Yuan’s expression turned icy. He slapped the other man’s hand away and snapped, "Number 32, watch your damn mouth!"

The center in the number 32 jersey gave a sheepish laugh and turned to leave, still muttering under his breath, "Heh, they’re your girls, alright. Such a scumbag, and you won’t even let people say it."

Li Yuan furrowed his brow. He couldn’t stop others from running their mouths, but he had his own ways of teaching them a lesson.

***

The timeout ended and the game resumed.

It was Computer Science Class 1’s turn on offense. After the timeout, their opponents seemed to have made a tactical adjustment, shifting to a pick-and-roll strategy. Their big man set a screen for their guard, who immediately sank a three-pointer on their first possession.

Seeing his teammates acting like victory was already assured and remembering what Number 32 had just said, Li Yuan’s anger boiled over.

"Mouse! Qiang! Don’t give them an open shot! Stick to them! What, did you guys skip lunch or something?" he roared. "Guys, get your heads in the game! Defend seriously! You all think this game is in the bag?!"

Liu Jia, Wu Hao, Ren Jun, and the others were jolted back to their senses and immediately tightened up on defense. Their large lead had indeed made them complacent.

Now it was Li Yuan’s team’s turn on offense. This time, Li Yuan didn’t act as a point forward but moved into the low post, where he was guarded by none other than the opposing center, Number 32.

With a sleazy expression, Number 32 kept whispering in Li Yuan’s ear, trying to imitate NBA-style trash talk to provoke him.

"Li Yuan, I hear you’ve got two chicks, heh heh. Ever had a threesome? What’s it like?"

"C’mon, tell me. How are their skills?"

"You stupid dog. You’re fucking looking for death," Li Yuan said, his eyes like ice. He started backing down his opponent, looking toward Xu Ziqiang, who had the ball. "Qiang, give me the ball! I’m going to destroy this dumbass!"

Hearing that Li Yuan wanted to post him up, a smug smile spread across Number 32’s face. This was a strategy he had just come up with: use words to enrage Li Yuan, bait him into playing one-on-one, and then either double-team him or draw an offensive foul.

If Li Yuan fouls out, Computer Science Class 2 will definitely win.

Besides, he couldn’t stand Li Yuan and was incredibly jealous. They were all first-year computer science majors. Why was Li Yuan so damn cool, stealing all the limelight and even having two girls fawning over him?

"Buddy, don’t waste your energy on a one-on-one. You should save it for your girlfriends. They’re both so beautiful; you wouldn’t want them to go home unsatisfied, would you?"

Li Yuan didn’t answer, but the fury in his eyes could no longer be contained. It was the first time he had felt this angry since his rebirth.

Li Yuan’s eyes blazed. "Qiang, pass the ball!"

Seeing the fire in his eyes, Xu Ziqiang quickly passed the ball over.

Yuan is about to lose it! What did that oaf from Class 2 say to him?

"Everyone clear out! I’m going to destroy this dumbass," Li Yuan commanded as he caught the ball, waving his hand to signal Liu Jia, Ren Jun, and the others to spread the floor.

"Hey man, I just told it like it is. Why are you so bent out of shape?" Lu Kangze continued to taunt from behind Li Yuan, his mouth still running. "Oh, I must have hit a nerve. Taking care of four girlfriends must be tough."

"Aren’t you gonna post me up? Use some muscle! Don’t tell me you’ve gone soft?"

"Dumbass," Li Yuan replied coldly.

With the ball in his right hand, he leaned back into Number 32 and pushed hard. This time, he held nothing back, slamming into him with sheer brute force.

Instantly, a shocking scene unfolded on the court that left the whole crowd in an uproar.

*"Holy shit, Li Yuan is so strong! He’s backing down their center all the way from the free-throw line to under the basket!"*

*"Look! He just sent that big oaf flying! Is he going to posterize him? This is brutal!"*

*"I saw that guy from Class 2, Lu Kangze, whispering in Li Yuan’s ear the whole time. Li Yuan looked pissed. What could he have said? How dare he? Almost everyone here is a Li Yuan fan. The girls could drown him in spit alone..."*

***

To the crowd’s utter astonishment, Li Yuan forced Number 32 into the three-second lane. Then, with one last, powerful shove, he sent the center stumbling to the floor in a humiliating face-plant.

"You stupid dog," Li Yuan had time to curse, "with a mouth that foul, you must have grown up eating shit!"

Then, he soared into the air and viciously slammed the ball through the hoop. After landing, he loomed over Number 32, who was still sprawled on the floor, and took two menacing steps toward him.

Li Yuan sneered, switching to taunt mode. "Still barking, you stupid dog?"

"If you’ve got the balls, then play me. Only wimps run their mouths."

On the basketball court, skill is what really talks.

Lu Kangze lay on the ground where he had fallen. A sharp pain radiated through his chest from Li Yuan’s full-force blow, and he couldn’t get up.