Bang!

The number 8 player from the Engineering Team released the basketball hoop and landed on the ground. He looked around the court with a cold sneer in his eyes. When his gaze met Shen Qiang's, he slightly raised his eyebrows in a proud and somewhat provocative manner.

"Wow, who is this guy? He's so impressive! The angle and timing of Liangchuan's pass were close to perfect, yet this guy intercepted it. Could he have seen through Liangchuan's intentions in advance? What's more terrifying is his speed and jumping ability; it feels like he's about to catch up with Shen Qiang."

Miao Xiaoxia's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment.

Zhang Jing also looked shocked: "Oh my, are all the monsters from Engineering University like this one?"

Hearing their words, Shen Qiang's brows furrowed tightly.

In fact, this guy who looked a bit more robust than Shen Qiang was undoubtedly also a cultivator.

Ji Liangchuan might indeed be very powerful.

But relying solely on himself, without using techniques, defeating these two guys from Engineering University was basically impossible.

Because that tall dark-skinned fellow was naturally half a head taller than Ji Liangchuan, with longer arms and a more robust build, and was also a cultivator. With his control and pressure under the basket, relying solely on physical strength, Ji Liangchuan would undoubtedly be suppressed.

And that player, comparatively shorter than Wu Zhaoyang, also had considerable cultivation. With Wu Zhaoyang dominating under the basket and him harassing and intercepting at the side, Shen Qiang felt confident that unless Ji Liangchuan used techniques, Medical University was destined to lose today's game, if it relied solely on physical confrontation.

"This number 8 player looks unfamiliar. I haven't seen him in the few matches they've played before, so he must be a freshman," the beautiful instructor Ju Yang said somewhat uncertainly.

Almost simultaneously, the game on the court continued. Ji Liangchuan, organizing another attack as soon as he got the ball, was closely pressed by the red team's number 8, who was also a cultivator.

Fortunately, Ji Liangchuan was indeed very impressive, managing to shake him off smoothly with a change of direction and acceleration. But just as he broke through to the opponent's basket, Wu Zhaoyang, like a steel tower, lunged over. Ji Liangchuan made a fadeaway jump shot, and after bouncing off the rim, the ball went in.

The numerous beauties in the stands started cheering again.

But Shen Qiang's brows remained deeply furrowed.

For ordinary people, a ball that hits the rim and then goes in is cause for celebration. But for cultivators, a ball that hits the rim signifies failure.

There are only two possibilities for such a result: one, Wu Zhaoyang touched Ji Liangchuan's ball, equivalent to a block; two, Ji Liangchuan panicked, and the shot was rushed, so it was off.

And either situation meant that Ji Liangchuan was going to lose.

What followed proved Shen Qiang right.

Ji Liangchuan was thoroughly targeted on the court.

The nimble number 8 closely pursued him every step. For Ji Liangchuan to shake him off was no longer an easy feat, and even if he did manage to get rid of that guy, waiting for him would be Wu Zhaoyang, whose height, weight, and wingspan all exceeded his.

So, for a while, the basketball court almost became a stage for Engineering to show off.

The cheering from Medical University in the gymnasium became smaller and even the confident beautiful instructor Ju Yang began to look inexplicably anxious.

Especially after the referee blew the whistle signaling the end of the first half, Ju Yang hurried towards the sweaty-face Ji Liangchuan, taking three steps as if they were two.

And at that moment, the score was 33 to 19, with Engineering leading Medical University by a full 14 points.

"Medical University is going to lose. There's no way for them to contain the two scoring points, number 17 and 8, from Engineering College. On Medical University's side, scoring mostly depends on Liangchuan's individual ability. Of those 19 points, 15 were scored by Liangchuan. The other two baskets were also thanks to Liangchuan's assists."

"So Liangchuan is really strong, it's just that the others are too weak." Looking at Shen Qiang, Miao Xiaoxia said nervously, "If you were to play, perhaps Medical University might still have a chance to turn things around, otherwise, they're doomed to lose."

At that moment, Geng Liang, who was next to Zhang Jing, frowned, "Even with Shen Qiang in, it won't make a difference. The game's definitely lost now. They're already 14 points behind, equivalent to seven baskets if you don't count three-pointers. With only twenty minutes for a half, it's just a fantasy to think about turning the tables if the opponent strengthens their defense and controls the pace of the game."

"Tsk!" Zhang Jing retorted with a pout, "You old fellow don't understand, just don't blabber. Shen Qiang is very strong. If he plays, there might really be a chance for a turnaround."

Upon hearing this, Miao Xiaoxia's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "Yeah, yeah, Shen Qiang is really awesome."

At this moment, the beautiful lecturer who had briefly spoken with Ji Liangchuan rushed back, carrying a large plastic bag. She then placed it at her original spot and said to Shen Qiang anxiously, "Liangchuan says he doesn't want to lose and is asking if you are interested in playing? Here are the team uniforms; there are five sets, pick whichever number you like."

Shen Qiang frowned upon hearing this and turned his head to see Ji Liangchuan looking at him.

Shen Qiang paused for a moment, then turned back to the beautiful lecturer Ju Yang and said, "I'm not familiar with him, and besides, I don't want to waste my time on basketball."

The beautiful lecturer was taken aback.

Miao Xiaoxia was full of amazement, "Shen Qiang, do you really not want to play? The people from Engineering have come to bully Medical University, and you really don't want to do anything?"

Looking at the astonished Miao Xiaoxia, Shen Qiang furrowed his brow and after taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice, "Let me think about it."

Miao Xiaoxia fell silent, so did Zhang Jing, and the beautiful lecturer Ju Yang's eyes were full of disappointment.

But at this moment, Shen Qiang's attention wasn't on them. He was increasingly puzzled, why Ji Liangchuan and the other two guys were investing their time and effort on the basketball court; did they truly just enjoy playing?

The halftime break passed quickly.

The second half of the game started soon after.

The situation hadn't changed much; the Engineering team played even more fiercely than in the first half. Despite the many beautiful girls and Medical University students cheering at the top of their lungs on the sidelines, Medical University was still being pressed down hard.

Why not use the True Essence Techniques?

Shen Qiang was full of doubt.

And then, just over two minutes into the second half, Ji Liangchuan's aggressive move under the basket failed, and Wu Zhaoyang from Engineering University grabbed the rebound. He then passed the ball across a long distance to the red team's number 8, who was also a cultivator.

Upon receiving the ball, number 8 charged towards Medical University's number 4 defender with excessive ferocity, not only brutally knocking number 4 off his feet but also completing an impressive two-handed dunk.

After landing, he raised both middle fingers, brazenly, and roared loudly, "Come on, brothers from Engineering, tell them, Medical University only has one Ji Liangchuan! The rest are all losers! Trash! Big mamas!"

"Medical University only has Ji Liangchuan!"

"Losers!"

"Trash!"

"Big mamas!"

Amidst these unrestrained shouts from the Engineering spectators, the expressions of the people from Medical University turned grim.

Seeing their arrogance and realizing that a comeback for Medical University was hopeless, Zhang Jing was so furious that she clenched her teeth. She stood up and pulled Miao Xiaoxia, "Let's go! I'm not watching this! Getting rubbed into the ground, treated like someone's child, who would want to see such a feeble match!"

As she was pulled up by Zhang Jing, Miao Xiaoxia seemed to share the sentiment, but just then, when she was about to call Shen Qiang, she was stunned.

Because she saw.

The silent Shen Qiang had not only stood up but also taken out a brand-new uniform from the plastic bag filled with team uniforms.

Number 11!

Was this his lucky number?

Miao Xiaoxia's eyes shone with excitement!

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