The group of underclassmen around Liu Chan were also anxiously calling out.

"Senior sister, can we rely on this student you've found? Why do I feel like he's a bit simple-minded?"

"We're doomed, we're doomed. This student doesn't understand the situation and just bragged big. How are we going to end this?"

...

Like many girls, Liu Chan wasn't interested in basketball, nor did she understand it.

However, she had an almost blind trust in Yang Fei.

Therefore, Liu Chan was full of confidence about the outcome of the basketball game.

"Don't worry, with Brother Fei making a move, there won't be any problems. You have to believe me."

A few girls who didn't understand the sport showed support.

But all the boys shook their heads and sighed, a chorus of laments.

It seemed that when a woman fell in love, her IQ dropped to zero, even Senior Sister Liu Chan was no exception.

In the midst of everyone's chatter, the Sang Country student group immediately responded.

The Sang Country student group agreed to continue the game.

However, the apology had to be broadcasted live via an online platform, accessible to the whole Huaxia and Sang Country.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei clenched his teeth.

This bunch had bad intentions, deliberately stirring up trouble.

Wasn't it obvious? They wanted to slap the face of all university students in Huaxia through this incident.

The vice-principal, a plump man, panicked and rushed forward to snatch the megaphone from Yang Fei's hands.

The situation was still under control at this point.

But if it were broadcasted to the public...

The spit of public opinion could drown the University of Arts and Sciences.

The plump vice-principal had never considered the possibility that his side could win.

After all, to catch up by more than eighty points in five minutes was surely impossible.

The worst part was that the strongest players of the University of Arts and Sciences basketball team, the three most important ones, had already been sent off.

The current University of Arts and Sciences basketball team, with only the bench players left to play, was pitifully weak.

It wasn't just the plump vice-principal who thought this way.

Anyone with a slight understanding of basketball rules thought the same.

We're doomed!

Was this guy sent by a monkey just to mess around?

Yang Fei sidestepped to avoid the plump vice-principal's nuisance.

He answered the other party with a bold and proud air.

"No problem, just don't cry when you lose."

The vice-principal rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground.

Everyone almost fainted.

Since Yang Fei had proposed a solution and the Sang Country student delegation had agreed,

whether people liked it or not, they had to accept.

Otherwise, losing the game would be bad enough without losing face on top of that.

Under the guidance of the School Guard Team, the crowd, like a retreating tide, all moved back.

The game would take place within the next five minutes.

In the basketball locker room, Yang Fei leisurely changed into his uniform.

Bang!

A basketball fiercely hit the floor, bounced high up, and nearly hit Yang Fei's head.

A tall player came over and picked up the basketball.

His thick and dark eyebrows stood on end, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"Kid, who the hell are you, and who gave you the right to make this decision?"

Behind the player, four or five basketball athletes followed.

They all surrounded Yang Fei, faces full of fury.

Yang Fei looked up, couldn't be bothered with them, and continued tying his shoelaces.

However, everyone heard his muttering.

"What a bunch of cowards!"

The leading basketball player was almost exploding with rage.

He grabbed Yang Fei's collar: "Who are you calling a coward?"

Yang Fei looked at him coldly, not struggling:

Lost the game, win it back, if someone beats us, we strike back even harder."

"Is it useful to just shrink back, tolerate, and brood in silence?"

The basketball player suddenly shoved Yang Fei away and let go of his hand.

He muttered resentfully, "Easy for you to say."

"The opposing referee is making biased calls, we're already eighty-six points behind, and there's only five minutes left in the game."

"And all our key players have been fouled out, tell me how are we supposed to play this game?"

Yang Fei chuckled, "Actually, I've never played basketball, I know nothing about it!"

"You... what? You talk big and you can't even play?"

The tall basketball player's eyes suddenly widened in utmost disappointment.

He had thought that Yang Fei, with his bold words, must be an expert.

Hoping that by working together, they might still stand a chance.

Only to find out this guy doesn't know the first thing about playing basketball.

All the players' hearts went cold, as if they had fallen into an ice hole.

Looking at this super troublemaker, all the players felt an urge to pin him down and give him a thrash.

Yang Fei watched everyone crowd around him, casually raising his hand.

"However, getting such a big basketball into such a huge hoop..."

"I don't think it's harder than shooting a bullet into someone's forehead."

As he spoke, he picked up the basketball off the floor, gave a casual flick of his wrist, and tossed the ball into the makeshift hoop on the wall.

The tall basketball player, who was the captain of the team,

couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at Yang Fei's precision in shooting.

Yang Fei's technique was far from professional; he didn't even use the basic wrist flick shot.

Yet with such a casual toss, he scored.

The precision of his eyesight and the finesse of his power control made the captain's eyes light up.

"Kid, not a bad shot, how about you throw a couple more?"

The captain started to look at Yang Fei with respect.

He picked up the basketball and tossed it over to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei snorted through his nose and caught the basketball.

Basketball requires team coordination.

If Yang Fei wanted to win this game, he had to boost the morale of these players.

Without much ado, he threw again casually and scored another basket.

The captain, not wanting to beat around the bush, opened a case of basketballs and began throwing them to Yang Fei, one after another.

Yang Fei's mind stirred, and he applied the Tai Chi technique.

The basketballs thrown by the captain were gently deflected by him, immediately changing direction and spinning smoothly.

One after another, the balls fell into the hoop.

It was as if an invisible hand controlled the basketballs in the air, guiding them into the hoop with unerring accuracy.

The basketballs fell to the ground, still spinning and buzzing.

"Damn, that was godly."

"Tai Chi, man, who knew you could play ball like that?"

...

In the locker room, a few basketball players were all staring at Yang Fei, dumbfounded.

The hoop on the wall wasn't regulation size, and it was quite close.

But to score with absolute accuracy was still very difficult.

And Yang Fei didn't even catch the seven or eight basketballs thrown by the captain before flicking them; he scored easily, eight for eight, in less than ten seconds.

What kind of extraordinary skill and eyesight was that?

Yang Fei looked at three or four teammates, their eyes wide with astonishment.

He smiled slightly, "Well, can I get in the game now?"

The captain lunged forward, clamping a hand on Yang Fei's shoulder.

"You can, damn right you can."

A tall player also rushed over to Yang Fei's side, picking up his hand and examining it from left to right, clucking in admiration.

"This hand of yours is amazing, even a jerk-off hand isn't this good, is it?"

Yang Fei rolled his eyes at him, "Get lost, I have a woman, don't need it."

The group burst into laughter.

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