I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"Their momentum was completely suppressed."

"Still no chance."

In this atmosphere, the opponent who pushed the ball out with one hand curled up the corners of his mouth, as if he could already see the ball falling perfectly into the basket...

A shadow flashed past him, and when he came to his senses, his pupils contracted, and he found that his hands were now empty.

Cheng Fei landed on both feet, the ball was caught in the boy's arms, and he immediately made a long pass, which spun towards Chen Hao near the three-point line.

"Cheng Fei is still as handsome as ever!"

"We can't blame him for losing, he did his best!"

When Chen Hao started dribbling, the opposing captain guarding him smiled, showing almost no tension, and even a sense of relaxation as if he could shoot a three-pointer if he wanted.

Chen Hao sensed his opponent's underestimation, and anger blazed in his eyes. No longer fixated on scoring, he used all his strength to throw the ball in a certain direction. The muscular boy with the pompadour roared, "Cheng! Fei—!"

The basketball, thrown with great force, flew rapidly across the court, giving the illusion of being deformed by the force in mid-air.

The ball was successfully passed back to the boy in the paint.

"Have you changed your tactics?"

"But Cheng Fei's accuracy isn't high either..."

The boy who got the ball strode towards the basket, using his speed to shake off his opponent while holding the ball with both hands, and then suddenly jumped up.

"That was a layup, so cool!"

"It doesn't look like a layup..."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the boy leaped to a height far exceeding expectations, and with a loud bang, the ball was brutally slammed into the basket without any skill.

As the boy and the ball landed, the bright red numbers on the scoreboard began to jump.

"2:12"

The audience was silent for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

On the basketball court, nobody dislikes dunking.

Lin Xuanqi, who was covering her mouth and yawning, paused and raised an eyebrow.

Beside her, Ye Shuang revealed a barely perceptible smile.

The game continued, and the opposing teams who gained possession of the ball exchanged glances and had a brief conversation.

"Be on his side."

"Ah."

When they reorganized their attack, it was Chen Hao who made the steal with a desperate effort.

"You won't score again!"

The boy with the pompadour received the ball and quickly dribbled it to the three-point line, then performed a provocative crossover dribble.

The opponent who was marking him frowned, but quickly relaxed, because Chen Hao confidently threw the ball.

The ball, tracing a bizarre arc high in the sky, clearly had no chance of hitting the target.

"here we go again……"

"Just how confident is he...?"

The ball, which was the focus of attention, bounced off the backboard high up.

The opposing team inside positioned themselves early, their eyes fixed on the ball as it was about to fall, ready to grab the rebound.

Someone sprinted from the outside at incredible speed, jumped before everyone else, and caught the rebounding basketball in mid-air.

424. The Birth of a Slam Dunk Master

The boy catching the ball in mid-air gives the illusion of colliding with it. Of course, the small basketball's kinetic energy cannot match that of the boy. It escapes the backboard but is caught again by the boy, who violently slams it into the basket with one hand.

From Chen Hao's absurdly off-target long-range shot to the boy's terrifying leaping ability to catch the bounced ball and smash it into the basket, this scene unfolded in the blink of an eye from the audience's perspective.

The basketball's dramatically changing trajectory and the youthful, violent aesthetics of a dunking hand converged into an incredibly fluid scene, sending a surge of excited neurotransmitters into everyone's brains, causing an uproar in the audience.

"3:12"

As the boy and the ball landed simultaneously, the rim, still trembling violently from the impact, watched the scoreboard's bright red numbers jump, and involuntary gasps and screams erupted from the audience.

"Is this even possible?!"

"Are you kidding me? They actually deducted it back in?!"

Even in professional matches, these high-difficulty moves elicit cheers, like a bomb dropped on the field, exploding with a bang.

In the lively atmosphere, those who had just been looking down at their phones or daydreaming quickly asked their companions what had happened.

Even the other three audience seats noticed the sudden commotion and cast puzzled glances at them.

Zhou Han grabbed her best friend's arm and shook it wildly, "Ruan Jingyi, did you see that? Cheng Fei was so handsome just now!"

The usually expressionless, quiet girl stared blankly at the boy who had just landed from the air on the field, her mouth slightly agape.

Nagasaki Asuna's clear, bright eyes were fixed on the handsome face of the young man on the field, her lips curving into an uncontrollable smile. She pressed her hands firmly against her short skirt, her fair legs pressed tightly together beneath it, trembling slightly where no one could see.

Lin Xuanqi swung one leg across her back, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and smiled with interest. "Heh, this is kind of interesting."

On the court, the opponent was also stunned by the boy's dunk. The ball bounced a few times on the ground before they realized that the ball had been transferred to their side, and they quickly dribbled the ball toward the three-point line.

Chen Hao clenched his fists at Cheng Fei and the deputy squad leader, shouting, "Alright, let's catch up with this momentum!"

The three opponents quickly exchanged glances.

"How to do?"

"Stay calm and don't panic, we're still in the lead."

"Keep a close eye on Cheng Fei."

"Ah."

So, what happened next?

"5:12"

……

"9:13"

……

"16:13"

……

A few minutes later, the pupils of the three people trembled violently.

Every time their own attack was intercepted, every time the opponent attacked, it was a dunk. The scoreboard numbers jumped unilaterally, as if an unstoppable fate was pushing the three to the brink of elimination, or like a chokehold on their throats.

The expressionless boy stood tall in the center of the court, like an emotionless dunking machine, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his breath.

Even the spectators were stunned after the series of goals.

"Seriously? He's been dunking the whole time?"

"He dunked more than ten times in a row, doesn't he get tired?"

"So why didn't he do that before? Was it simply because he didn't want to?"

"That's inhuman, that's not even human..."

On the court, possession of the ball changed hands again, with Chen Hao serving to the opponent. Before serving, Chen Hao grinned maliciously, "Just shoot, or it'll be too late."

The opposing captain, who caught the ball, was covered in sweat, his flowing bangs stuck to his forehead, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, and he clenched his teeth.

He quickly glanced at the scoreboard; trailing by three points, there were only ten seconds left on the countdown.

According to the rules of 3x3 basketball, the offensive time limit for each possession is twelve seconds. This means that even if he scores two points right now, once possession changes, Chen Hao and his two teammates have already won by stalling for time...

Realizing this, the captain lost his composure and could only throw up a two-point shot like a gambler who had nothing to lose, even if the shot went in, it would be of no use.

The captain, who had scored two points several times before, shot this ball with a slanted arc, hitting the side of the rim and bouncing away.

With the opponent losing their will to resist, Cheng Fei grabbed the rebound and the boy dribbled the ball out of the three-point line and launched another attack on the basket.

The young man, showing no signs of fatigue and with his steps still steady and powerful, charged into the paint like a heavy cavalryman on the battlefield, leaving his panting opponents behind.

The audience watched this scene intently.

"Is it coming again?"

"Want to dunk one last time? This dunking maniac..."

Chen Hao stood at the three-point line, pumped his fist at the boy, and shouted, "Charge, Cheng Fei! Smash them!"

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the boy did not jump. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and made a long pass, throwing the ball to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao caught the ball instinctively and looked at the boy in confusion. The boy stood there and raised his chin at him defiantly.

Without needing any words, he understood what the boy meant.

The boy let him shoot the last ball.

"Cheng Fei! You little rascal—"

Chen Hao's eyes reddened. He took a deep breath, bent over, and threw the last shot of the game toward the basket.

"Keep a close eye on him!"

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, passing through the middle of the hoop without touching it, only making a soft swishing sound as it brushed against the net.

"18:13"

This long-range swish shot drew cheers from the stands.

"Pretty!"

"Wasn't that a very accurate shot?"

"He's clearly very strong, was he deliberately holding back before?"

A few seconds later, the countdown ended with the whistle, and the game came to a close.

"Those dunks were so exciting to watch, they were so powerful!"

"Hmph, our Cheng Fei is just that handsome!"

"Did you record it? My phone just died..."

While everyone was still reeling from the dramatic turn of events, outside the empty green wire fence on one side of the basketball court, a cool, aloof girl with long, dark hair tossed her hair, turned and walked away expressionlessly.

Suddenly, her phone beeped with a WeChat notification. A message came from a Shiba Inu profile picture with the contact name "Cheng Feiyu".

"Mr. Shen, did you come to watch me play? I can't find you anywhere."

She tapped the screen to reply.

"I just glanced at it as I passed by."

"So you were hiding and peeking? How cute."

"nausea"

How would you rate my performance just now?

"nausea"

"Why do I still feel nauseous? Is the Protoss Queen's logic processor stuck?"

"It's disgusting, do you have a problem with that?"

"No, not at all. As long as my princess is happy, that's all that matters."

The beautiful young woman looked down at the text message sent by the other party, her eyes, hidden behind thick eyelashes, narrowed slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her indifferent little mouth.

Like an iceberg floating on the silent, cold Arctic Ocean, a small piece of solid ice breaks apart under the morning light, falling into the deep, mirror-like sea and creating a ripple. The golden shimmering light adorns the spreading silver water ripples, which disappear in the blink of an eye.

……