Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Li Liang arrived at his position, and once he turned around, he saw the basketball fly out of Old Wang’s palms. “My God, another three-pointer…”
Liu Ziqiang and Zhao Baliang both ran straight to the backboard and were planning to fight for the ball.
However, at this point, a figure suddenly rose to the sky as if he was not restricted by the earth’s gravity. He jumped really high, and his feet almost reached Old Wang’s waist. ‘Piak!’ The basketball was smacked down by his palm and drew a ‘V’ shape before rolling off.
After Old Wang landed on the ground, his hand was still maintained in the shooting position, but disbelief and ‘impossible’ was written all over his face.
When he looked at the other people, all of their faces were in a daze.
Qin Ze jogged over to pick up the ball, and when he came back, everyone was staring at him in shock. Casually, he threw the ball to Old Wang’s arms and raised his head. “I see admiration in your eyes.”
“Heck, how can you block the ball at such a height? How did you do it?” Old Wang was vulgar.
Li Liang said, “We might have played with a fake ball.”
Liu Ziqiang said, “Nice one!”
Zhao Baliang said, “Qin Ze your jumping power is… unscientific. Since when were you so good at this?”
The other three were all surprised and kept saying ‘impressive’.
Qin Ze was shocked himself. Previously, the thought just flashed across his mind, and his body then made the jumping action. In the past, his jumping power could never reach that height, but he found out that he had not even reached his limit and could jump even higher.
So I can actually jump so high…
At the first instant, he thought of the 12 duanjin qinggong practice method. These few days, he had been exercising regularly, but even if so, it was impossible that it brought about such an earth-shattering change so the only explanation was his internal practice.
“System, system, is it because of my internal practice?” He communicated with the system in his heart.
“Yes!”
“My God, am I on the road to jumping to heaven? I only practiced for a few days.”
“You will improve quickly at the initial stage. There’s nothing to be so shocked about. I can only say that your previous physical state was too weak.”
Qin Ze ignored the system’s insults and was excited beyond words. I only practiced for a few days, and yet I can jump so high. What if I practice for a month or even a year? Will I be able to break the world record every second?
I seemingly saw myself leaping over walls and roaming the underworld with my sword.
Haha, I want to beat ten people!
After the shock from Qin Ze, Old Wang became much more reserved and did not dare blindly shoot his three-pointers; he played as if his hands and legs were bound. As for Qin Ze, he had gotten used to his sprinting power and speed, gradually sliding into his best condition. The few times he blocked the ball had received resounding cheers from the trash in 303 Dormitory. Unfortunately, with Qin Ze included, their shooting skills were too bad; and it was almost as if only a ten-percent chance of shooting in.
The wind blew over, and twenty minutes after lunch, there were increasingly more people on the court. The basketball court was clearly squeezy, and the students that came later had no more space so they discussed with the students on the court to have a few groups to take turns and play ten shots.
“Classmates, could you let us use this court? We want to play the full court,” someone standing outside the court smiled and said.
Qin Ze turned around to take a look with a weird expression.
The person talking was exactly the school prince, Zhang Mingyu who was slapped in the face by him a few days ago. He was holding a basketball, wearing an Adidas jersey and a pair of Nike sports shoes worth four figures. The school prince was truly the school prince: his hair was on fleek, and his eyes were sparkling. Even his figure was good and belonged to the type that looked skinny in clothes and a sunshine boy that would have muscles when he took off his shirt.
The school prince looked past the crowd as if he did not notice Qin Ze’s presence and ignored him.
The students from 303 and 304 Dormitories were at the peak of their game; as there were no other empty courts available, they clearly did not agree.
A group of muscular men wearing basketball jerseys was behind Zhang Mingyu, and one of them with short, straight hair walked to the hoop and snatched the basketball that did not shoot in. He yelled, “We’re from the basketball team. We want to train; you need to give the space to us.”
His voice was loud and not polite at all, super unreasonable.
Old Wang’s eyebrows rose. “Where’s the coach? I don’t think it’s time for basketball training.” Old Wang had a buddy on the basketball team, and he was not around.
“Can you control us? Our basketball team can train whenever we want.” The youngster with the straight haircut stared at the other party angrily.
“I don’t care if you’re the basketball team or what other crap.” Zhao Baliang had a tough and stocky build and was muscular. He pointed at the basketball in the youngster’s hands. “Return the ball and get lost!”
A north-eastern man was simple and aggressive and would never back down when met with trouble. Besides, his build was pretty frightening.
“Forget it, let’s play half the court.” Zhang Mingyu stepped in timely, took the ball from the youngster’s hands, and passed it to Zhao Baliang. Then, he brought the basketball team to the opposite hoop.
After playing for a few minutes, the people on Qin Ze’s side were sweating from head to toe and panting heavily. Even though there was no sun that day, it was still the end of June; the weather was hot, and they lost a lot of water.
Qin Ze wiped his sweat and looked at Zhang Mingyu and his friends who were playing intensely. The school prince was not only handsome and was also great at basketball: his dribbling was smooth and shooting posture, accurate. He must have stormed the court even during his middle school days. In high school, girls loved boys who were handsome and good at basketball. If he was superb at studying, it would be a miracle; and out of ten girls, nine of them would want to bear monkeys from him.
On the other hand, Qin Ze was the role model for a random stranger and could only admire the main character.
“Pause for a while. I’ll buy a few bottles of water. You guys practice your shooting.” Qin Ze told the rest as he ran out of the court.
The supermarket in the school was not far from the court and only needed five minutes to go to and fro. Qin Ze bought a drink for everyone and jogged back while carrying the plastic bag. He could still play for another twenty minutes or so before he had to return to the classroom and research on mathematics modeling with Professor Li.
When Qin Ze returned to the court, he saw a scheme planned for quite a while. The arrogant, straight hair youngster aimed at Zhao Baliang and the rest. He laughed and bent his back as he threw the basketball with all his might.
The rubber ball pierced through the air as if it had drawn a black figure and coincidentally landed on Li Liang’s head.
Peng!
The sound startled the crowd and Li Liang’s body staggered forward before he collapsed on the floor without making a sound.
The crowd was taken aback and went up to take a look gradually. His eyes were hollow, and he was in a daze. When he exhaled, anger started boiling inside him.
Li Liang’s mind was blank and only recovered his senses after being stumped for a few seconds. Once he touched the back of his head; f*ck, there was a bruise. Instantly, he boomed furiously, “What the heck, who is the bastard that hit me?”
“Sorry, sorry.” The straight hair youngster ran over and picked up the ball first before he apologized. “The ball went out of control. It was unintentional, really.”
On the basketball court, it was normal for balls to fly around and hit people; but balls that accidentally fly out would not hurt someone so badly. It was rare to see cases like Li Liang’s where the back of his head had a bruise.
“What the heck, do you not have eyes? How can you hit him like that?” Zhao Baliang retorted.
“We didn’t do it on purpose. When we’re playing basketball, there will always be times when we make mistakes.” The straight hair youngster raised his hands.
“If apologies worked, we don’t need the police.” Old Wang pulled a long face.
“Why don’t you report to the police then?” The straight hair youngster mocked.
Not only Liu Ziqiang and Zhao Baliang, but the students from 304 Dormitory were also angered and cursed.
“The back of my classmate’s head has a bruise. How can you play like that?” Liu Ziqiang knitted his brows.
On the other end, a few basketball team players walked over. Zhang Mingyu said gently, “Sorry, that ball was really unintentional. We didn’t notice it. Sorry, friend.”
After pausing for a while, he smiled. “Is your injury serious? You should go to the medical office just in case. I’ll pay for it. If you’re still worried, you can go to the nearby hospital for a check. Afterward, you can just pass me the bill.”
What was that supposed to mean? After they smashed someone’s head, they merely apologized and settled the issue. You will pay for the medical fees? It is your duty to do so. The most frustrating thing was to give you the bill and claim the money from you. What was that about? After smashing someone’s head, you are too lazy to go to the medical office with him?
Li Liang almost spat out blood in anger. Why would he mind that bit of medical fee? The other party’s attitude was infuriating.
Zhao Baliang had a short temper. He walked over in big steps and was about to beat someone up, but Liu Ziqiang held him back tightly.
In this issue, justice was on their side; but once they hit other people, they would be in the wrong. University was not like middle school: fighting was not a small issue, especially a mass fight. If they were lenient, they would receive a demerit point; but if they were stern, they would be expelled. If there was a slightly severe injury, they might have to go to prison.
Fighting in middle school was because students had a fiery temper and were not mature enough. Besides, all of them were underage so it would be fine if they did not cause too much trouble. However, university was different as they had to face legal responsibilities.
Besides, this incident was accidental, and the other party had apologized. If this issue was blown up, it would not be good for Zhao Baliang and the rest either.
“Hurry on your way. Bring your classmate to the hospital. If not, it’ll be our fault when something happens.” The straight hair youngster shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk away with the basketball in his hands.
Peng!
Something suddenly came and smashed against the back of his head. It exploded, and the liquid spilled out.
The straight hair youngster’s physical strength was much better than Li Liang and was not in a daze. He cried bitterly, and the basketball in his hands slipped. Holding the back of his head, he widened his eyes until it almost exploded as he turned his head.
The crowd was shocked, and all turned around to look at the culprit.
Qin Ze was holding the drink and walked over slowly. He did not apologize and merely grumbled to Zhao Baliang, “Baliang, are you deaf? I told you to catch the drink. I shouted for so long; did you not hear me?” After rolling his eyes at the blur Zhao Baliang, he then apologized to the straight hair youngster. “Aiyo, sorry, sorry. My throwing is too weak. I didn’t mean to hit you. I missed.”
“F*ck you.”
The straight hair youngster hollered and sprinted towards Qin Ze.
Qin Ze was the first to strike and kicked his leg towards the man’s abdomen, causing him to fall on the floor. He said coldly, “You want to fight? Come on!”
He really could not believe that he would say such limelight-stealing lines. It totally did not fit his passer-by settings. Qin Ze turned towards his friends behind him and said, “I saw it just now. This guy intentionally hurt you.”
“I love you.”
“Bastard.”
“Heck, do you think we’re easy to bully?”
The faces of Zhao Baliang, Old Wang, and the rest changed instantly. He really did intentionally smash him. He was asking for trouble. What was so good about being on the basketball team?
Everyone was furious, and no one was Buddha who did not have a temper. Previously, he arrogantly told them to give up their court space and had already caused them to be unhappy. This time, he intentionally attacked them; it was obvious that he was bullying them.
Upon seeing the two parties about to fight, the teeth-baring atmosphere had attracted the students who were playing basketball nearby. All of them gathered around to watch the show. Hurriedly, Zhang Mingyu stopped his angered companions and looked at Qin Ze sternly. “We’re all adults. Let’s use another way to solve this conflict.”
“This is the basketball court. Let’s use basketball to decide who the winner is. The loser shall apologize.” Zhang Mingyu’s lips curved upwards, and he revealed a cunning smile. “Not only does he have to apologize, but he needs to yell ‘Grandpa, I won’t dare to do it anymore’ three times.”
Ding! Main mission. Show off in front of the rest (2/15):
Battle with the basketball team that Zhang Mingyu represents and attain victory. If you succeed, you gain 300 points; if you fail, 300 points will be deducted.
“Okay!” Qin Ze agreed decisively. Fighting was too lowly; losing would be miserable but winning would not be too honorable. Besides, there were so many people present; it could easily alert the school leaders. By then, demerit points would be a lenient punishment. If he was expelled, Old Master would beat him to death.
The most important thing was that the system had assigned his mission, and he had no choice but to battle. At the same time, Qin Ze was alerted in his heart. Was earning 300 points for a successful mission too much? The first mission’s reward was also 300 points, but it was an additional reward for the first mission. From this, one could tell that this mission was much more difficult than translating Russian, kissing his sister on the lips, or whatnot.