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At this moment, Martial Saint Jackson's mind was clouded by rage.

At the Bobcats' home court, in front of the future boss and basketball god Lu Dan, he was completely outplayed on both ends of the court by a rookie.

Watching Zhou Yi shoot from the three-point line, Wu Sheng felt he should do something.

Raising his elbow to strike Zhou Yi, the Martial Saint's originally ashen face flashed with the pleasure of revenge.

Beyond the three-point line, Zhou Yi caught a glimpse of Wu Sheng's malicious move out of the corner of his eye.

At the critical moment, Zhou Yi chose to retreat.

Zhou Yi dodged the Martial Saint's elbow, but his body was still knocked backward by the Martial Saint's impact.

boom--

Amidst gasps from the crowd, Zhou Yi fell backward into the stands.

The fans in the stands were stunned, and the entire stadium erupted in cheers in an instant.

Everyone on the Clippers' bench was so shocked they stood up.

"Fuck! This is murder!"

McMalone immediately jumped up and shouted at the referee.

Lofdale had already charged out, rushing onto the court like a bull to try and protect Zhou Yi, with DeAndre Jordan and others following behind.

beep—

The three referees blew their whistles quickly, and the field erupted into chaos.

On the sidelines, Zhou Yi, who had fallen, shook his head. He felt no discomfort or pain.

I just felt as if something was pressing down on me.

When Zhou Yi reached behind him, he found a smooth, greasy head.

"Ah—Fuck! Get up!"

The sound of braised eggs instantly made Zhou Yi realize something, and he quickly got up.

The basketball god became Zhou Yi's cushion, falling sprawled on the ground, even breaking the chair beneath him.

Lu Dan's face was covered in cold sweat from the pain as he struggled to get up.

"Shit, I think I've broken a bone!"

The braised egg's painful cry rang out, but Zhou Yi ignored the unfortunate basketball god.

Zhou Yi turned to look at the Martial Saint, only to see that the instigator of this evil was clenching his teeth tightly, his face filled with impulsive anger.

"Go to hell, you newbie!"

Upon seeing Zhou Yi get up, the Martial Saint swung his fist and charged at Zhou Yi again.

The players on both sides reacted at this moment and ran towards the two.

Baron Davis stood at the top of the key, and in that instant, he thought of Ricky Davis, the guy in the locker room who was punched to death by Zhou Yi.

Thinking this, Baron Davis quickly pulled Bobcats guard Felton next to him.

Baron Davis wasn't trying to prevent Felton from joining the fight, but rather because he was afraid Zhou Yi would beat the Bobcats players to a pulp.

On the sidelines, when Zhou Yi saw the Martial Saint's fist swinging towards him, he quickly twisted his waist to dodge the punch.

It's worth noting that besides basketball, Zhou Yi's favorite sport is boxing.

The Martial Saint's expression suddenly changed after swinging his fist into empty air, but he had already lost his balance and staggered towards Zhou Yi.

Staring at the Martial Saint's thick chin, Zhou Yi clenched his large right fist, aiming at his target.

Come and go without indecent!

boom--

Amidst the roaring cheers of the stadium, the martial arts master, struck in the chin by a punch, collapsed to the ground, instantly falling into a coma.

"KO!"

The fans watching from the sidelines quickly cheered for the clean and crisp right hook.

As the Martial Saint fell to the ground, the Cat King, who had run from the restricted area with his fists clenched, also rushed in front of Zhou Yi.

Looking at the Martial Saint lying asleep on the ground in front of him, Elvis stopped in his tracks, swallowed hard, and his fist, which was about to be swung, awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

Fear flashed in his eyes for a moment; this newcomer had knocked down the 100-kilogram martial arts master with a single punch.

Elvis was indeed tough, but he wasn't stupid; he didn't want to end up like a dead dog, like the Martial Saint.

The other Bobcats players who rushed over also stopped awkwardly, their faces filled with fear. No one wanted to be the next one to be knocked out by Zhou Yi.

"Oh! Shit! Zhou is practically a war god."

Felton muttered to himself as he looked gratefully at Byron Davis, thanking the bearded man for pulling him back, otherwise he would be the one sleeping next to the Martial Saint right now.

Beep—beep—

With the situation spiraling out of control, three referees blew their whistles and squeezed into the crowd, quickly separating the two teams with their bodies.

Zhou Yi's punch frightened the Bobcats players, and when the referee arrived, they all retreated to the bench.

It wasn't until the chaotic situation was brought under control that everyone realized that Lu Dan, who had been yelling on the sidelines, had fainted from the pain.

Black Lu Dan and his handpicked martial saint fell asleep together on the lynx floor.

......

With a single punch, Zhou Yi knocked out Martial Saint Jackson, and unsurprisingly, he was ejected from the court by the referee.

Zhou Yi had no regrets about his retaliation against the Martial Saint, even though he would inevitably face a series of suspensions afterward.

If you don't dare to retaliate after being fouled hard on the court, that would be the ultimate cowardice.

In this sports league full of black and white people, being a coward means you'll be devoured alive.

"Ding ding ding—"

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the away team's locker room, he heard his cell phone ringing from inside his locker.

Zhou Yi answered the phone; it was his agent, Austin, calling.

After expressing her concern, Austin quickly got back to work.

"Don't worry, Zhou. I will work with IPG to help you control public opinion regarding this matter."

The IPG that Austin mentioned is the American media giant GG and the parent company of Austin's agency.

Zhou Yi now has extensive collaborations with them, with GG's endorsement alone bringing in tens of millions of dollars.

Zhou Yi's image is now prominently featured on posters of numerous well-known brands such as Cadillac, Coca-Cola, and McDonald's.

As a media giant, controlling public opinion is their forte.

Just as I hung up Austin's call, my phone rang again; it was Ballmer calling.

Upon receiving Hennigan's message, the billionaire quickly abruptly ended his business meeting to make the call.

"Zhou, the team will appeal to the league now. The Clippers will always stand behind you."

On the phone, Ballmer, abandoning his usual humor, spoke with a fierce tone.

"I'll help you get revenge and make Stephen receive the punishment he deserves."

For Ballmer, Jackson was the person he hated most at that moment.

The Book of Changes is the cornerstone of the Clippers' rise; throwing a punch at the Book of Changes is an attempt to destroy the Clippers team.

Just as Zhou Yi hung up Ballmer's call, a Nike representative called in.

After expressing their concern, the Nike representative vaguely indicated that they would pressure the NBA to reduce Zhou Yi's punishment.

Zhou Yi's historic performance in the new season has made Nike realize the value of this endorsement contract, and now countless fans are waving their money and waiting for the shoes endorsed by Zhou Yi.

Nike will not allow its key ambassadors to get into trouble at this time.

Zhou Yi's phone kept ringing until the end of the fourth quarter.

IPG, Clippers, Ballmer, Nike, Cadillac, Daddario, CCTV's Yi Jing filming crew, Curry, Clippers fan club, renowned director Pitka, NCAA Wildcats, A. Smith...

As Zhou Yi's performance on the NBA court increased, more and more people and companies gathered around him.

This once unknown boy from Davidson College has become an indispensable figure in the league.