The basketball team from Sang Country University's visiting delegation was the champion team among twenty-eight colleges in Sang Country.

Whether it was the center, forwards, or guards, all were basketball experts with strong abilities.

Even on the basketball courts of several well-known national universities in Zhonghai, they were arrogantly unstoppable.

But this time, they encountered a monster named Yang Fei and were completely at a loss.

Like lightning-fast steals, they would pass the ball with trembling hands.

The spicy hot blocks time and again left the forwards hesitant and afraid to shoot.

Every time Yang Fei blocked a shot, it was his palm smashing the ball directly onto the forward's head.

Both forwards were nearly developing a psychological blockage from his covers.

If the ball ended up in this monster's hands, it was simply a disaster.

Before the players from Sang Country could even react,

he would nonchalantly smash it, shooting directly across the field from an incredible distance.

The basketball, like a cannonball, smashed straight into the hoop.

That muffled sound made everyone's scalp tingle and hearts pound with fear.

The scariest thing was that the monster quickly learned how to dribble the ball.

Moreover, he mastered the dribbling technique in less than two minutes.

After the team captain dribbled over, finished with a dunk, and triggered a wave of cheers from many girls,

Yang Fei also fell in love with dunking.

Only his dunking was entirely of the violent kind.

Watching this guy dunk was like seeing an ancient Violent Bear roaring and hurling stones.

Yang Fei had never played basketball, but he had watched basketball games.

The guy imitated the dunking styles of NBA stars, trying every pose.

Tomahawk dunks, two-handed slams, off-the-board slams, switch-hand slams...

Slam after slam after slam!

Yang Fei was always a show-off when excited.

Seeing so many beautiful girls watch him play, he fully unleashed his display of vanity.

Yang Fei no longer cared about scoring.

However cool the pose, however handsome the move, he truly exuded the flair of a superstar basketball player.

Even, he spontaneously created many of his own slam dunk poses.

This led to a series of screams from the surrounding female spectators.

The players from Sang Country desperately tried to intercept him.

But he moved with strange steps, dodging and weaving unpredictably.

His dazzling fake moves left observers dizzy.

This was no longer a basketball game; it was a magic show starring Yang Fei alone.

The athletes from Sang Country frantically chased after his figure.

However, unable to keep up for even two laps, they would collapse with a thud, too dizzy to get up.

The captain and the other basketball players just stood dumbly in the middle of the field.

From the third minute of the game, aside from the throw-in, they barely moved at all.

It was entirely Yang Fei dominating the five opponents, or rather, toying with them.

Liu Chan, along with a group of juniors and juniors, had their mouths wide open in shock.

Everyone was stunned, unable to utter a sound.

In fact, all the spectators were like Liu Chan's group.

Everyone was dumbstruck, speechless.

In such a large gathering of hundreds, the silence was unprecedented.

The three main players from 'Bro' were moved to tears.

Basketball, it turned out, could be played like this.

The referee from Sang Country stared blankly at the scoreboard.

In less than five minutes of play,

the monster player from the University of Arts and Sciences scored over thirty-three-pointers and more than twenty two-pointers.

On his own, he racked up over one hundred forty points, overtaking the Sang Country basketball team by more than sixty points.

"My God, am I dreaming?"

The referee from Sang Country felt like he was having a nightmare.

The collapsed basketball players from Sang Country were completely devastated.

There were also three basketball players desperately trying to block Yang Fei's offense.

On the basketball court, a cringeworthy silence fell.

Everyone was stunned by Yang Fei's performance.

Whistle!

The referee from Yannan University of Arts and Sciences finally blew the whistle.

He raised his left hand high to signal the end of the game.

In fact, the referee only snapped out of his shock a minute after the game had already ended.

Yang Fei dropped the basketball from his hands.

He patted the captain and a few teammates on the shoulders.

"Wake up, guys, game's over."

The captain jolted back to reality from his shock.

"Holy shit, we won, we actually won!"

The captain suddenly spread his arms wide like a bear and hugged Yang Fei.

The other teammates also rushed over and embraced Yang Fei.

Yang Fei cried out in mock anguish.

"Get lost, I don't like men, help me!"

He struggled like a woman dragged into a cornfield, desperately flailing and shrieking.

The referee's piercing whistle sounded like it hit the launch button.

All the dazed and astonished people suddenly woke up.

"Holy moly, this guy is defying the heavens."

"With that level of skill, he could easily sweep the NBA All-Star game."

"He's simply a monster, those long-distance shots are just like execution by sniping; doesn't it look like he's sniping people down?"

"Number 4, number 4, I love you, please sponsor me, I'll keep the bed warm!"

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A bunch of lovestruck girls started shouting and ran toward the center of the field.

In each of their eyes sparkled red stars, looking like they were ready to devour someone.

Yang Fei was terrified.

He struggled free from his captain's gorilla-like embrace and frantically waved at Liu Chan in the distance.

"Chan'er, save me!"

Liu Chan smiled sweetly and walked over gracefully.

She pushed through the crowd and took hold of Yang Fei's arm.

At the sight of Liu Chan, numerous girls were struck dumbfounded.

Her gently demure temperament and purely beautiful face made all the other girls feel inferior.

The crowd sheepishly retreated.

At that moment, Yannan's students spontaneously formed a circle around the defeated players from Sang Country.

The voices of countless people formed a neat wave of sound.

"You bet, you lose; the hitter must apologize!"

At first, it was just a small group muttering, but then more and more people joined in.

The call from hundreds of people was a magnificent sight.

The portly vice-principal shouted at the students, trying to get them to return to their seats.

But someone tripped him, and the portly vice-principal fell to the ground, instantly swallowed by the surging crowd.

Without the portly vice-principal's orders, the Guard Squad also turned a blind eye and couldn't be bothered with this mess.

Yang Fei walked nonchalantly toward the Sang Country student delegation.

Like a tide, the students naturally surrounded him, closing in on the Sang Country delegation.

A few members of the Karate Club stood out again.

They shielded all the Sang Country delegation members in the middle.

A Sang Country professor in his thirties became extremely agitated and gestured wildly.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Your barbaric behavior has severely affected the friendship between our two countries."

He hadn't finished his sentence when he felt something extra in his mouth and began to make muffled noises.

It was Yang Fei; tired of his rambling, he'd stuffed a stinky sock directly into the professor's mouth.

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