[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-face-slapping-king-in-the-city":3,"chapter-the-strongest-face-slapping-king-in-the-city-the-strongest-face-slapping-king-in-the-city-chapter-146":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1767526,2341,"Chapter 146 - 146 146 I Want This Person","the-strongest-face-slapping-king-in-the-city-chapter-146",146,"\u003Cp>146: Chapter 146: I Want This Person 146: Chapter 146: I Want This Person “Yes, coach, I’ll head to First High right away.” Another middle-aged man stood up and headed straight for the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, I’ll go with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a deserted basketball training ground, Zhong Tianchen was engrossed in a League of Legends live stream on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he was secretly watching from a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Ouyang Feng found out, he would be subjected to the terrifying drill of dribbling for two kilometers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, when he saw the screen filled with rocket emoticons, his eyelids started twitching, “Damn it, can’t a guy watch a live stream in peace?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a team fight happening right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his favorite streamer getting killed at the Big Dragon pit, he almost smashed his phone in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, whose stream room is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve never seen it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve got to see who the fuck this is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen clicked into the stream, and immediately, his eyes bulged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, is that Zhang Fan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen felt like he was hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed his phone on his lap and rubbed his eyes hard, but the next moment, the person on the screen was still the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan, he’d recognize him even if he were ashes, “Fuck, he thrashed us so badly that Ouyang Feng is going nuts, doubling our training load.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, do they even want us to live?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a session, we’re practically dead dogs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then his eyes froze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Lin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, how is Qi Lin there too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Lin was very familiar to him, “Shit, isn’t that guy the provincial fighting champion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Qi Lin didn’t seem to be in good shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second High’s trash, hahaha, Qi ‘Demon King’ Lin, getting wrecked by Zhang Fan, so embarrassing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Zhong Tianchen heard Yang Haochen’s voice, he nearly threw his phone away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, Qi Lin got thrashed by Zhang Fan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, they just creamed our provincial team yesterday, and now Qi Lin too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhong Tianchen, oh good, you’re watching a live stream again, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five kilometers ball-dribbling run,” said Ouyang Feng, his gaze sharp as knives piercing through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen shuddered violently and jumped to his feet, his phone clattering to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Ouyang Feng, his mouth dry, “Five kilometers ball-dribbling run?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, is this some kind of torture?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran and Lin Tao glanced at Zhong Tianchen with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy didn’t realize that Ouyang was still fuming, yet dared to sneak a stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was he thinking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen’s face was the picture of misery as he picked up his phone and ran over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I didn’t mean to sneak a peek at the stream on purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard about Zhang Fan, so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang’s gaze turned icy, his face as cold as frost, “Six kilometers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran and Lin Tao both shook their heads simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit, mentioning Zhang Fan at a time like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has Zhong Tianchen been hit in the head with a ball?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doesn’t he know Ouyang’s most trigger word right now is Zhang Fan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, now you’ve done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six kilometers ball-dribbling run, heh, the poor kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen was close to tears and quickly said, “Zhang Fan is stirring up trouble again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thrashed Qi Lin, the provincial fighting champion, the guy who also won the marathon Medal of Honor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang’s expression turned curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew about Qi Lin, a big name in the city five years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he started his basketball team, he had been ridiculed by that guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now that guy was thrashed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?” Ouyang became interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Tianchen hurriedly picked up the phone and handed it to Ouyang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Haoran and Lin Tao also leaned in, curious about the phone’s contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ouyang saw Qi Lin looking like a dead dog, his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go, time to slap some faces at First High!” Ouyang charged out without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was Zhong Tianchen or Su Haoran, they were all baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap in the face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose face are we slapping?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t joke around, Captain, we just got thrashed yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao was about to cry, damn it, was this going to slap someone’s face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt more like they were the ones getting slapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they realised what was happening, Ouyang Feng had already driven off in his car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, catch up to him, make sure the Captain doesn’t stir up trouble,” Zhong Tianchen said as he hurriedly ran out as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forty-two laps!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the sports field, a group of people’s eyes burned with passion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halfway there, wow, twenty-one kilometers down, just 21.195 kilometers to go, nobody gave a damn about the decimal at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been two and a half hours now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone glanced at the time, and it was already noon, yet no one was thinking about lunch at this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it killed them from hunger, they had to watch this thrilling contest to the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s back was drenched with sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His whole body felt unbearably hot, especially his legs, as if they were set ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at least he could keep going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the final two kilometers this morning, it was much better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan glanced at Wang Rui by his side and asked with concern, “Old Wang, holding up alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Rui shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not speak now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking would definitely disrupt his rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after a moment, he looked at Zhang Fan as if he had seen a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy crap, twenty-one kilometers in and he can still talk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And without any sign of breathlessness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, are this kid’s legs fake or what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, look at me, I don’t even dare to talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, this guy doesn’t look like someone with superhuman endurance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning to see Qi Lin soaked in sweat, Wang Rui felt a bit better internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about how he had been overtaken by several laps, he cursed internally with frustration!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, considering the effort Qi Lin had expended to overtake him by two laps, Wang Rui quickly found his balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was all Zhang Fan’s fault; otherwise, Qi Lin would have probably been in a better state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, winning a provincial fighting championship isn’t something just anyone can do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go give them this to replenish their physical strength,” Gao Yuan said as he handed three bags of saline to a doctor beside him, who scurried towards Zhang Fan and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the saline in the doctor’s hands, the trio of Zhang Fan immediately slowed their pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can only drink a little bit at a time, understand?” the doctor instructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan understood; after all, with the experience from this morning, he knew how important hydration was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a small sip of the saline, Zhang Fan immediately felt the intense heat on his body lessen significantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fifty-fourth lap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone whispered in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, whether it was Zhang Fan, Wang Rui, or Qi Lin, their speed had become incredibly slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their pace was almost equal to a slow jog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nobody laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the three men’s soaked clothes, no one had the heart to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Screech!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of a car braking abruptly echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five middle-aged men quickly entered the school gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People from the provincial sports committee?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone saw them and instantly recognized the middle-aged man leading the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Principal Zhou, hello, hello, I’ll be taking this one,” Dong Jian said, pointing to Zhang Fan not far away, his excitement 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