Chapter 76: Basketball Prince? Still Crushed

Hearing Lingyun's reply, a smile curled at the corner of Zhao Gang's mouth.

As a prominent figure at Modu University and the future heir to the Modu Zhao Family, he was not like those playboys who were ignorant and incompetent. Besides possessing superb computer skills, he was also quite a hand at basketball; he even held the reputation of Basketball Prince at Modu University and had once led his teammates to win the championship in the Modu University Basketball League multiple times.

In his view, the only reason Lingyun agreed to play a match with him was to show off in front of Chen Jing. However, such behavior would only end in a miserable defeat when faced with him.

Zhao Gang walked quickly toward the basketball court and said a few words to the students on the court. Afterward, those students were seen excitedly clearing the court while handing the basketball in their hands to Zhao Gang. Then, they sat down on the sidelines of the basketball court, seemingly prepared to watch this match.

Watching Zhao Gang directing things on the playground, Chen Jing leaned toward Lingyun: "Lingyun, are you sure you can handle him? I heard earlier that Zhao Gang has the title of Basketball Prince at Modu University, and his strength is very high."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who overestimates his own abilities? Basketball Prince or not, I'll still crush him!" Lingyun waved his hand at Chen Jing and said with an indifferent expression.

On the other side, Zhao Gang had already arranged the basketball court for the match and came before Lingyun with the basketball resting on his right hand: "Are you ready? I won't go easy on you."

"How do you want to play?" Lingyun asked.

"Let's play a game, first to fifteen points, how about it?" A smile of success appeared on Zhao Gang's face.

"Fine."

As Lingyun and Zhao Gang took their stances to PK on the basketball court, quite a few students doing their morning exercises gathered around.

"Who is this guy? To think he dares to challenge our Modu University's famous Basketball Prince?" a male student asked the person beside him out of curiosity.

"It's said he's an exchange student from Huaxia University, but looking at him, he doesn't seem that impressive!" another person also spoke up.

"Let's start." Zhao Gang dribbled the basketball in his hand, his mind already contemplating whether to give his opponent a zero-score game or to let him score two points for Chen Jing's sake.

Just as he decided in his heart to give Lingyun a zero-score game for the first round, Lingyun had already rushed to his side, scooped his right hand forward, and snatched the basketball from his hands. Zhao Gang was startled; just as he wanted to defend, Lingyun had already dodged past his body, retreated a sufficient distance, and the basketball in his hand left his grip, falling into the hoop as a swish three-pointer.

"Beautiful!" someone in the crowd exclaimed. The entire process from Lingyun snatching the ball from Zhao Gang's hands to the final shot was like flowing water, without a hint of hesitation, making it clear to anyone at a glance that Lingyun's basketball skills were extraordinary.

Zhao Gang looked at the basketball that had fallen into the hoop, and his expression sank all at once. He discovered that he seemed to have underestimated Lingyun; just from that one move of Lingyun's, one could see that Lingyun's basketball skills were not ordinary.

"That was just me being careless; the real match starts now!" Zhao Gang became serious.

However, this had no effect on Lingyun. Lightly dribbling the basketball, Lingyun closed in on Zhao Gang at an extremely fast speed. The basketball in his hand switched back and forth between his left and right hands, making it impossible for Zhao Gang to steal the ball from Lingyun.

Suddenly, Lingyun made a fierce drive, swept past Zhao Gang with the basketball, and at the same time, the ball left his hand and fell into the hoop.

"I absolutely won't let you pass this time." Facing Lingyun who had scored five points in a row, Zhao Gang finally brought out his full strength, blocking firmly in front of Lingyun.

The two of them went back and forth under the Basketball Hoop, and for a moment, it seemed neither could do anything to the other. Suddenly, Lingyun spotted an opening and leaped upward, appearing to go for a dunk. Zhao Gang followed closely and jumped up as well, his right hand slapping hard toward the ball in Lingyun's hand, looking like he was going to give him a big block. In mid-air, Lingyun switched the ball from his right hand to his left and slammed it home for a big dunk. With a "Boom," the hoop shook violently, and Lingyun scored two more points.

Having been scored on by Lingyun seven times in a row, Zhao Gang grew anxious. He was, after all, the Basketball Prince of Modu University; if he lost to a student from another school, where would he put his face?

After grabbing the ball, Zhao Gang used all his might, wanting to break through Lingyun's defensive line. Lingyun's defense was as outstanding as his offense; no matter how Zhao Gang drove, he was blocked by Lingyun.

"Hmph." Zhao Gang's speed suddenly doubled, and he rushed past Lingyun, looking as if he also wanted to attempt a dunk. But before the ball could fly from his hand, Lingyun had already turned around, jumped up at the same time, and slapped the ball away.

Zhao Gang landed back on the ground, his expression somewhat ugly; he had actually been blocked. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he was last blocked; it seemed that ever since he earned the title of Basketball Prince, he had never been blocked by anyone again.

While Zhao Gang was distracted, Lingyun had already retrieved the ball once more. Zhao Gang came to his senses and rushed up to defend, but it was already too late. Lingyun gave him no chance; he was already outside the three-point line, the basketball left his hand, hit the hoop again, and he scored three points.

"That guy from Huaxia University seems really amazing; not only can he score against Zhao Gang, but he can also block him. It seems there really is always someone better than the best," one of the people who had been playing on the court earlier spoke up.

"Yeah, and his defense is also very strong. I put myself in Zhao Gang's position and thought about it, only to find that it would be completely impossible to break through."

"..."

"Damn it." The match had continued until now, and with Lingyun scoring repeatedly, Zhao Gang's heart was already in chaos. Added to that, the discussions of the people around him had a significant impact on him, and several gaps appeared in his defense. He might not have been Lingyun's match even when defending with all his might; now that he was agitated and somewhat impatient for success, the loopholes in his defense became even more obvious. Lingyun seized these loopholes and scored repeatedly.

"Boom," Lingyun dunked the final ball into the hoop, securing the final victory.

Zhao Gang looked at the basketball lying on the ground, his heart still full of disbelief. Who was he? The Basketball Prince of Modu University. Who was the other person? A student from Huaxia University he had never even heard of. He had thought this would be a crushing victory without any suspense, but he had guessed the beginning, yet failed to guess the end. The one who was crushed was not Lingyun, but him. Throughout the entire match, he hadn't made a single shot; this was something he had never encountered before.

"I concede," Lingyun silently added a knife to Zhao Gang's wound before walking toward Chen Jing.

"You really did crush him," Chen Jing said to Lingyun as he walked up to her.

"It's nothing, I haven't even used my full strength yet." Lingyun shrugged.

Lingyun was telling the absolute truth; during the match just now, he had suppressed his physical fitness to the level of an ordinary person, otherwise, this match would have ended even sooner.

Lingyun chatted and laughed with Chen Jing, completely ignoring Zhao Gang on the playground.

Zhao Gang clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "Ling, you just wait for me. This matter is not over between us."