Super Soldier in Campus

Chapter 235 Can I shoot a basket here?_1


On the court were two teams. One was a ragtag bunch; the other was a mixed unit of first-team and reserve players from the School of Economics and Management's basketball team, led by Liu Yunfeng. The skill gap between the two teams was huge. Even though Liu Yunfeng's four players were mostly just toying around, shooting from the perimeter, the other ragtag team had no way to resist. They were swiftly defeated by three consecutive three-pointers from Liu Yunfeng.

"Damn, Liu Yunfeng is too much of a beast! He's basically hitting a hundred percent of his three-pointers!"

Watching the defeated team walk off dejectedly, Wang Zikai clicked his tongue. He knew Liu Yunfeng was formidable; he just hadn't realized how formidable!

Zhong Jialiang commented, "With this level of defensive pressure, it's probably not even up to par with their practice games. That's why they're playing so relaxed, and their shooting accuracy is through the roof."

Wang Zikai glanced towards the sidelines at the three long-legged beauties, all over 1.65 meters tall. Full of envy, jealousy, and resentment, he said, "Damn, it looks like we're really destined to just be background characters for others. This is ridiculous!"

Yang Ming laughed. "I told you so, but you didn't believe me…"

Che Jun's team stepped up, adopting a one-on-one man-marking strategy, with Che Jun himself guarding Liu Yunfeng.

Che Jun started with the ball. After a drive, he rose abruptly, leaned back, and attempted a step-back jump shot over Liu Yunfeng. Unfortunately, he underestimated Liu Yunfeng's leaping ability. Liu Yunfeng not only managed to block him but also snatched the ball Che Jun had shot right out of the air with one hand!

"What a play!"

"Great block!"

Onlookers around the court exclaimed in surprise, while the three long-legged beauties cheered enthusiastically, clearly fans of Liu Yunfeng.

Then, Liu Yunfeng, upon regaining possession, showed no mercy. After dishing out several assists for his teammates' jump shots, he capped it off by sinking a pull-up three-pointer, eliminating Che Jun's team.

"Dammit, this is impossible to play… We couldn't even score a single basket," Che Jun grumbled as he walked off the court. To Wang Zikai, he said, "Zikai, you guys will probably only get to touch the ball once at most. Then you'll end up just like us…"

Wang Zikai shook his head helplessly. "Nothing we can do…"

It seemed like they had already surrendered before even stepping onto the court.

"Lin Feng, who will you guard?" While their opponents were taking a water break at the side of the court, Wang Zikai started discussing tactics with his teammates.

Zhong Jialiang sighed. "What's the point of planning any damn strategy? Let's just play casually. We're going to get crushed anyway."

Lin Feng chuckled. "We're just playing basketball to have fun. I'll guard Liu Yunfeng."

"You're guarding him?" The other three stared at him in shock.

"With those clothes, it'd be a miracle if you could guard him!" Yang Ming said with a wry smile. "Besides, you're the tallest on our team. If you go guard someone on the perimeter, who's going to grab rebounds?"

Lin Feng countered, "Will they even give us a chance to grab rebounds?"

Yang Ming was speechless. "That... seems to be true..."

"Alright then, Lin Feng will guard Liu Yunfeng, since none of us can stop him anyway. Jialiang, Yang Ming, let's also figure out our assignments…"

By the time Wang Zikai finished making arrangements, Liu Yunfeng's four players strolled back onto the court, laughing and chatting.

Upon seeing Wang Zikai's team of four, especially Lin Feng in his jeans and flat shoes, Liu Yunfeng seemed a bit surprised. He asked Wang Zikai, "Bro, is your team just the four of you?"

Wang Zikai was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yes, Senior Liu Yunfeng. We're all freshmen from the School of Economics and Management. Please go easy on us."

Liu Yunfeng chuckled. "We're mainly just exercising. Don't worry, we'll give you chances to shoot; we'll try not to shut you out completely." He then looked at Lin Feng and said, "But classmate, playing basketball in that outfit probably isn't very comfortable. It's easy to get injured."

Lin Feng just smiled. "I don't have a jersey, so I'll just have to make do."

One of Liu Yunfeng's teammates said, "Why don't you substitute in a couple of taller guys? Playing like this is too boring. Bring in the tall guys from those other two teams; that Che Jun fellow isn't bad."

Damn, to be looked down upon like this. Lin Feng could only purse his lips and say, "Seniors, we're just here to get some exercise; no need for substitutions. But you shouldn't underestimate us. You'll probably have to give it your all to beat us."

"What?"

Lin Feng's words stunned not only Liu Yunfeng's team but also his own teammates—Wang Zikai and the others.

"Heh, classmate, you look like a freshman. Coming out to play basketball dressed like that and still spouting such arrogant nonsense? You take the cake!" one of Liu Yunfeng's teammates mocked.

Wang Zikai tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve, saying, "Lin Feng, don't provoke them! They already said they'd go easy on us. If you anger them and they stop holding back, we might not even touch the ball before we're eliminated!"

Lin Feng smiled faintly. "Not even touching the ball? It's not that bad, is it? No matter what, we have to score at least one basket before we're out!"

He spoke rather loudly, and everyone nearby heard him. Che Jun, who had just been shut out and eliminated, felt utterly humiliated. Damn it, we were just shut out!

"Damn, if their team manages to score even one basket, I'll eat this ball!" Che Jun grumbled from the sidelines.

Liu Yunfeng, standing opposite Lin Feng, heard his words quite clearly and chuckled. "Heh, quite confident, aren't you? Alright then, let's begin. I'm curious to see how you plan to score."

The ball was inbounded to start the game. In half-court matchups, the team that just came on usually gets possession first.

Wang Zikai, playing shooting guard, inbounded the ball. Yang Ming, Zhong Jialiang, and Lin Feng all moved to get open. Liu Yunfeng's team, naturally, paid them little mind, mostly standing inside the three-point line, waiting for them to bring the ball up.

Wang Zikai passed the ball to Yang Ming, who passed it back to Wang Zikai. They usually played basketball relying on Wang Zikai's pick-and-roll mid-range jumpers to score, so they attempted to run their usual play.

Zhong Jialiang came up to set a screen. Wang Zikai dribbled behind him and stopped. Just as he was about to jump for a shot, the tall player guarding him closed in, arms outstretched, instantly sealing off his shooting lane.

At this moment, Wang Zikai had already stopped his dribble and couldn't move his feet again. He could only pass or shoot; otherwise, it would be a traveling violation.

Yang Ming and Zhong Jialiang nearby were tightly covered, so Wang Zikai had no choice but to look for Lin Feng. When he turned his head, he saw Lin Feng still standing far beyond the three-point line. Wang Zikai felt like crying but had no tears. Damn it, Lin Feng, old buddy, can't you at least take a couple of steps in? You're a whole meter behind the three-point line! Are you trying to stall for time?

But he had no other option. Wang Zikai could only pass the ball to the unguarded Lin Feng, who was still beyond the three-point line.

As soon as Lin Feng caught the ball, Liu Yunfeng approached him. "Didn't you just say your team was going to score? How are you going to do that standing all the way out here?"

Lin Feng smiled. "Can I shoot from here?"

"Of course, you can…"

Before Liu Yunfeng's words fully registered, Lin Feng, without even jumping, directly shot the ball from beyond the three-point line right in front of him, with an awkward-looking form!

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