The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 239 Look, that senior is still trying to struggle!

Gu Chong blushed.

This way of having the ball taken away is undoubtedly the most humiliating.

"It's your turn!" he roared, trying to ease the humiliation he was suffering.

Zhang Wuyong dribbled the ball again, using both hands and between his legs.

The girls around screamed.

"Brother Leader!" "Brother Leader!" Some fans in the school started shouting.

Mary said, "I'm tired."

Xiaotang said: "I'm definitely a fan."

Yao Xueqin turned around and glared at them: "Don't talk nonsense, Wuyong is not that kind of person."

Mary drank the milk tea in her hand and said, "I mean, if I were him, I would go sleep with my fan."

Xiao Tang finished sucking the jelly in his hand and said: "If I were him, I would definitely go to sleep with the fans."

Yao Xueqin opened her mouth and closed it again.

Zhang Wuyong dribbled the ball back to half court, this time as the offensive player with the ball, facing the rebounds.

Gu Chong hunched his body like a tiger and stared at him intently, his eyes almost spitting fire.

Snapped!Snapped!
The basketball hit the ground twice.

Zhang Wuyong bent down slightly and began to dribble the ball: "Are you ready?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Gu Chong's voice was low, like a volcano about to erupt, and even his chest seemed to be buzzing.

Zhang Wuyong swayed to the left.

Gu Chong saw through his fake move, dodged a little, and then intercepted in the opposite direction.

Then Zhang Wuyong easily turned the virtual into real and stepped over him.

Gu Chong turned around in horror and chased after him.

Bang!
The figure of his junior schoolmate rose in his eyes. He picked up the basketball and dunked it directly, shaking the basket with both hands before landing on the ground in a chic manner.

The screams of the girls around were getting more and more crazy, and even the boys who had nothing to do with the basketball club were applauding.

Gu Chong's face began to turn a little pale.

As the president of the basketball club, he was convinced that his judgment was correct.

It was really that the opponent's steering and speed changing completely surpassed his.

This can't be called a skill at all, it's simply a crushing of eyesight and speed.

It is equivalent to the gap between professional and amateur. It can even be said that there will be no problem for the other party to go to the professional league to be the main player.

Next.

Everyone saw that the Demon Cult leader Zhang Wuqi repeatedly used monkey-like methods to break through the defense of the basketball club president.

And he kept changing his moves, feinting, breaking through with a sudden change of speed, and breaking through with a sideways squeeze...

So much so that anyone can see that it is simply a difference in strength and speed.

A certain person who is a sports student and the president of the basketball club is actually no match for the freshman who is doing the live broadcast, either in terms of strength or speed.

Such a result is astonishing.

比分就这样从1比0，变成2比0、3比0、4比0……

“Wow!” Mary said. “It’s in. It’s really in. And it’s in and it’s moving back and forth. Wow.”

"Haha!" Xiaotang said, "Look, that senior is still struggling. Look, that senior is still trying to resist. Look, that senior is still trying to squirm a few more times. Look, that senior has already opened his legs and accepted his fate."

Yao Xueqin turned her head and looked at them again.

These two people...

However, the president of the basketball club did not want to accept his fate.

When the score was already 9-0.

When his junior played a trick on him for the last time.

When he saw the girl with pockmarks all over her face and fat beyond words waving a blue stripe at him that would probably be loose even for him.

He exploded.

He roared, but this time it wasn't towards the ball.

Instead, he grabbed the guy who was about to shoot and hugged him around the waist, frantically trying to stop him from shooting. Then, like a rocket, he was carried up by it.

Bang!
Zhang Wuyong dunked with his right hand.

He held Gu Chong's head with his left hand and pushed it down.

The astonishing force pushed Gu Chong's body down.

The basketball went into the basket.

Gu Chong also fell to the ground.

Clap! Zhang Wuyong clapped his hands twice amid the cheers of the audience.

Gu Chong fell to the ground, feeling hopeless.

The fat girl was already waving her blue stripes and rushing towards him.

The whole crowd cheered.

It was so handsome! They watched with their own eyes as this Taiyi freshman looked like a movie star, handsome from beginning to end.

It was supposed to be an intense physical confrontation.

He did it smoothly and pleasingly.

It was as if this basketball court was his performance stage.

There was crazy applause and screams all around.

Those who were filming the video even retracted their phones and watched the scene over and over again.

At the same time, high up in a nearby building.

A man and a woman were looking through the window at the playground below.

"What the hell is this?" Xia Shao pointed at the playground below, seething with anger. "Didn't you say you wanted to ruin his reputation? Why did you let him act so arrogantly in front of so many people? Is this how you do things when you take my money?"

"Xia Shao, don't be anxious. Don't be anxious for now."

The young woman next to him was also surprised: "The idea is right. Just force him into a one-on-one duel and then film the process. When he loses, whether he keeps his promise and runs naked or refuses to keep his promise, it will be posted online and ridiculed.

"His streaming career is practically ruined. Miss Zinan was obviously attracted to him after watching his live stream. She just wants to embarrass him online."

"I didn't expect that even Gu Chong couldn't match him in basketball. I originally thought he was only good at magic tricks, but I didn't expect him to be so good."

She tried to explain that it wasn't her plan that was wrong.

But it was that useless ability that was beyond her plan.

Xia Shao roared, "I don't care how powerful he is. Don't tell me that this is all you have? Did you just find that guy named Gu?"

The young woman quickly said, "Don't worry, Xia Shao, it won't be that serious yet."

"Smash his face for me, smash his face for me. Without that face, how can he attract my cousin?"

"Yes, that's what I'm going to arrange next," the young woman said. "Xia Shao, just relax. There's more fun to come."

Zhang Wuyong was bowing to everyone on the court.

Having been an anchor for so long, he still has the demeanor he should have.

Now he is no longer the school bully who always had a cold face and was afraid that others would think he was not fierce enough.

Just then, a group of people were pushed aside.

A short-sleeved, muscular guy strode towards him and asked, "Are you Zhang Wuqi, the one who does the livestream?"

His roar was so loud that it startled many people.

Seeing another incident, the entire playground became quiet again.

More and more people gathered around, from far and near.

Zhang Wuyong saw that this guy was full of flesh and had dense muscles. It was obvious that he was a skilled fighter who had undergone long-term training in resisting blows.

Nowadays, there are many people who are good at fancy moves, but not many of them have truly strengthened their ability to withstand blows.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

It seems that this time there is really someone coming after him from behind.

"I am!" He didn't care. "Who are you?"

"It's you who slept with my girlfriend?" The guy looked up and glared at him.

(End of this chapter)