Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Can a college student, especially one brought in temporarily, keep up with the pace of a professional team?

It's good enough if they don't hold us back.

Akashi scoffed and whispered to his teammate, "What kind of nobody dares to compete with me?"

Training continues.

Cheng Cheng was assigned to the small forward position, but before he could even get used to his teammates, Akashi broke through with the ball once again!

Cheng Cheng instinctively went to defense, while Akashi's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery. He deliberately changed direction and accelerated. In the instant their bodies crossed, he used the same trick again, secretly exerting force with his elbow to strike Cheng Cheng's ribs!

"Man!"

He used seven-tenths of his strength in that strike; an ordinary person would be out of breath for at least half a day if hit by it.

however--

The instant Cheng Cheng's elbow struck, his body shifted slightly to the side with incredible speed, and his right shoulder leaned forward in the process!

Lao Da's elbow strike VS Kunmen's Iron Mountain Strike!

Akashi's sinister smile froze instantly as a terrifying force, which he could neither comprehend nor resist, slammed into his shoulder!

"Oh!"

The force of the impact sent him flying, his feet leaving the ground, and he was sent flying more than three meters away like a broken sack before his back slammed heavily onto the floor!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Akashi's vision went black, and he couldn't even let out a scream before fainting on the spot!

The entire room fell silent!

Mu Yuan, who was in the stands, suddenly brightened up in her previously calm eyes!

To possess power beyond that of ordinary people, yet be unable to perfectly control it—that feeling…

Just like those fusion warriors who have just undergone super-transformation surgery!

Interesting. I've handled every super-transformation surgery the church has ever performed, yet I've never seen him on the list... How could an ordinary human possibly be in this state?

Genetic mutation? Or magical infection?

She decided to stay and watch the performance before leaving.

On the court, Cheng Cheng acted as if he had only done something insignificant, not even glancing down at the unconscious Akashi. He brushed off non-existent dust from his shoulder and weighed the basketball he had just grabbed.

"Destiny has decreed your defeat. In this battle, you, Kun, have won, you trash!"

"Hey! He's our ace, if you hurt him..."

"It was just a steal; he lost his footing. I can afford the medical bills, Coach. Besides—" Cheng Cheng sneered, "The basketball court is a place for the strong. Only the living deserve to play basketball—if a lousy player gets injured, he can only blame himself for not being strong enough."

"you!"

His teammate was so angry that he was dizzy and immediately rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight, but was stopped by the others.

Just then, Cheng Cheng made a move.

He started from outside the three-point line, dribbled, and accelerated. The moment he stepped inside the three-point line, Cheng Cheng pushed off the ground heavily with both feet, his body seemingly defying gravity, and he rose into the air at a speed that made everyone present's pupils shrink!

"boom!"

The plastic floor seemed to tremble for a moment.

Cheng Cheng leaped into the air, his body stretching out in mid-air. He pulled his right arm holding the ball back to its limit, then used his waist and abdomen to spin in mid-air!

One week, two weeks—720 degrees!

As he completed the spin, he slammed the ball into the basket like a hammer!

"Bang—!!!"

The basketball was slammed into the hoop, and the entire basketball hoop groaned and trembled violently!

Cheng Cheng landed lightly, his knees slightly bent to cushion the impact, and then he stood up straight.

The entire stadium, along with the few spectators scattered in the stands, was frozen in place. It took a full five or six seconds before someone gasped in shock.

"Three-point line...jump and dunk?!"

"It even rotated... 720 degrees?!"

"Is this even possible for a human to do?! Nobody in the entire history of the NBA has ever done this!"

Everyone went crazy. They rubbed their eyes, repeatedly checking, wondering if they were dreaming.

The coach stared wide-eyed as the tactical board in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. He rubbed his eyes, stared intently at Cheng Cheng, and then glanced at the still-shaking basketball hoop.

That's a dunk from the three-point line! No one in the entire history of the NBA has ever done that!

Ignoring the astonishment of the crowd, Cheng Cheng walked to the sidelines, picked up the still-bouncing ball, and returned to the three-point line.

"It's better than I expected." Cheng Cheng dribbled the basketball and muttered to himself, "In terms of jumping ability and speed alone, it may have reached—no, it may have surpassed the current Guinness World Record for human beings."

This is only for Sylvia at level 9, with 1% attribute sharing!

If you reach level 100 with 100% sharing, plus all those dazzling magic spells, what a sight that would be!

The coach snapped out of his daze, practically lunging at Cheng Cheng, grabbing his shoulders with both hands, his voice trembling with excitement: "Young man! What's your name? Are you interested in playing professionally? Come join our team!"

His teammates behind him also gathered around, and the look in their eyes as they looked at Cheng Cheng had turned into awe and admiration.

However, Cheng Cheng shook his head: "I don't have time to participate in training."

With the time spent training, playing a couple more rounds of Destiny: Immortal Crown would improve my attributes much faster, not to mention I have a bunch of other games to grind for, so how could I possibly join a professional team?

The coach immediately became anxious: "Then... what conditions do you want? Tell me!"

Haha, if I play a few more games, I'll be as big as the Earth. Why would I need your little bit of money?

But thinking about it carefully, there really is a shortage recently.

Cheng Cheng's family is quite wealthy, but in recent years his father's brewery has not been very profitable, resulting in a shortage of funds and a long history of bank loans.

If I could come up with a large sum of money immediately...

"Coach Wang, right?" Cheng Cheng asked. "Joining your team is fine. But I have a few conditions."

"Just call me when you're playing a match, I don't want to participate in daily training. And I want a signing fee of five million."

For a player who can dunk from the three-point line, once he gets the ball, it's a personal showcase. In the NBA, a team could easily offer him a signing fee of tens of millions of dollars. Compared to that, five million is not high.

Cheng Cheng does indeed need this money to subsidize his family's brewery—of course, he doesn't intend to play basketball for the rest of his life, and he can renegotiate this contract whenever he has the ability later on.

However, others think differently.

"Not participating in training?" one player blurted out. "How can that be? Dunking from the three-point line is impressive, but that's just talent! The court isn't a personal dunking show; it's about overall ability!"

"Yes! The essence of basketball is not self-interest, but the benefit of the community!"

"Am I the only one who thinks Rekk is better to smoke than Liqun?"

"Where did this nicotine come from? Shut up, Snow Leopard!"

Amidst the chaos, the coach's expression changed. He took a deep breath and tried to persuade him: "Young man, talent is talent. How about this, we'll offer you a contract based on your performance, step by step? With your abilities, a future annual salary of ten million isn't impossible..."

"No need," Cheng Cheng interrupted him, his tone indifferent. "Anyway, I'm not very interested."

He turned to leave.

The coach reluctantly reached out his hand. He would regret it for the rest of his life if he let go of such a once-in-a-century monster of talent!

Five million... the team simply doesn't have that much working capital!

"Please wait a moment."

A cool, clear female voice came from the direction of the stands.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a simple-looking, elegant black-haired girl slowly walking down the steps.

"Mu...Mu Yuan?!"

A sharp-eyed team member recognized her and exclaimed in surprise:

"Holy crap, it really is her! I saw her in Time magazine!"

What is Time magazine?

"You sports students are like this... She is a contemporary Einstein, on par with Professor Li Wenya of the People's Liberation Army and mathematician Jiang Ping, and a multiple winner of the Changshu Arnold Prize!"

"Not the Cirno Prize?"

"Well, since she's a Nobel laureate anyway, you should be able to find her on TikTok."

"Huh? I can only see beautiful women dancing on TikTok, but not beautiful scientists. Is my phone broken?"

"My phone is broken and I need to get a new one. Hey, what will you do with the old one after you get the new one?"

Ignoring the discussions around her, Mu Yuan walked straight to Cheng Cheng and calmly spoke:

"I agree to your terms—"

“I’ll offer you 30 million, and you’ll have complete autonomy in deciding what to do in terms of training and competitions—all I need you to do is periodically cooperate with us to conduct some physical data tests.”

Cheng Cheng was taken aback.

This plot... why does it feel so familiar?

Oh my god, I've seen this episode before!

He was mocked, showcased his abilities, shocked the audience, was rejected, was mocked again, and then a mysterious rich and beautiful young woman appeared out of nowhere to save the day...

Isn't this just a standard face-slapping plot from a web novel ten years ago?! I've seen this episode before, even when I was whipping my whip near the underwater geyser!

Perhaps this is fate—Cheng Cheng just discovered that online novels are a reality, and then the plot of an online novel from millions of years ago is playing out in his own life?

Mu Yuan didn't give him much time to think. She made a phone call, and in less than five minutes, a gleaming black Maybach silently pulled up to the sidelines. The driver jogged over and brought a document and a pen.

Mu Yuan turned to the last page, signed her name, and handed it to Cheng Cheng.

"Contract. Signed, the five million deposit will be credited to your account immediately."

Cheng Cheng took the folder and quickly browsed through the terms. It was a very normal agreement, except that the annual full physical examination was mandatory, and the other aspects were very practical.

Cheng Cheng didn't care about this. After all, he was able to dunk from the three-point line because of the game. How could a physical examination find out on my home computer?

"Pleasant to work with."