Chapter 1667 - 1680: A Legendary Battle

Chapter 1667: Chapter 1680: A Legendary Battle

Lei Xiaojiao covered her face, wishing she could kick the girl in front of her to death.

Meanwhile, Zhu Xiaoli squinted her eyes and giggled, thinking who knows what.

On the basketball court, two figures descended from the air.

Zhao Tianhao hummed with a grim look, turned around, and ran back. Getting blocked during a game is really humiliating, especially under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Zhao Tianhao was very angry, so angry that he was too lazy to say anything. He had already decided to give his all, to repay a hundredfold, to wash away the shame that Lin Mu had brought him!

On the other side, Lin Mu’s block revitalized the dispirited Wancheng Team. The point guard flicked the ball without hesitation, passing it to Lin Mu quickly. Four teammates gave him a "I’m counting on you" look and then scattered away in perfect sync. Some set screens, some positioned themselves, but no one wanted to take on the responsibility of dribbling. There was no choice; Zhao Tianhao was too fierce. His efficiency in intercepting the ball was daunting. After being tormented during one quarter of the game, the four were already mentally and physically exhausted, naturally leaving the flagship responsibility to Lin Mu, who seemed quite capable.

"Damn it!"

Lin Mu’s face turned green. Dribbling and blocking, are they the same thing? You need a good feel for the dribble! Gosh, as a grown man, I’ve only ever touched natural beauty, never been involved in any other ball... You guys are screwing me over!

Complaints aside, the situation was already at hand, and fear couldn’t solve anything. Seeing Zhao Tianhao rushing forward with grit teeth, Lin Mu braced himself and dribbled the ball down.

Pop! A muffled sound echoed.

As expected, Lin Mu’s slight miscalculation in power control led to an error.

The basketball flew high, around four to five meters, drifting towards Zhao Tianhao.

Zhao Tianhao hesitated, seemingly unsure of what trick the opponent was pulling, but his reaction wasn’t delayed. His steps paused, and his body jumped high, aiming for the basketball in mid-air.

As soon as Lin Mu saw this, he thought, "This can’t be happening." If Mu Bai gets the ball, my face would be lost all the way to Malaysia. In a split second of thought, disregarding his blush, he swiftly darted forward and leaped into the air.

Both were masters at using Dark Force, with terrifying leap abilities. Amidst exclamations, blue and white figures hovered over two meters in the air, catching the ball almost simultaneously.

"Get lost!" Zhao Tianhao shouted coldly, exerting force with his arm. If it were an ordinary person, they’d lose balance, but Lin Mu wasn’t ordinary. He was a freak with the nickname "Little Tyrannosaurus Rex." Consequently, Zhao Tianhao, not using Dark Force, was out of luck. He felt a terrifying explosive force transferred through the ball. Suspended in mid-air without support, he lost balance, stumbled backward three steps upon landing, and fell onto the floor.

"Phew! That was close, almost embarrassed myself." Lin Mu, fully focused on the ball, couldn’t bother checking on Zhao Tianhao. He staggered forward two steps, and seeing the distance was about right, he tossed the ball. Clank! Thanks to his experience of throwing grenades, the basketball wobbled around the hoop, but eventually fell through the net.

Three points!

Upon the crimson electronic digits fluctuating, the four Wancheng teammates looked at Lin Mu with adoration.

A savant! Throwing the ball out, giving the opponent a chance, then snatching it back with terrifying leap and speed, even knocking the opponent onto the ground. The art of face-slapping played to perfection, extremely impressive, unmatched in history and in the future. Imagine Shencheng City’s main player humiliated so blatantly, can he still continue to play? Even if he stays on, his performance in the next phase will likely be dismal due to low morale!

If Lin Mu knew his misfire was interpreted this way, he’d probably burst into laughter.

The game continued.

After naked humiliation, Zhao Tianhao apparently unleashed his Little Universe. Handling the ball with murderous intent, fast as fleeting light, he went straight, dodging three Wancheng players consecutively without sprinting towards the basket. Instead, he halted, glaring at Lin Mu intently. His meaning was clear — he wanted to wash away his shame in a one-on-one duel.

Faced with such provocation, Lin Mu naturally wouldn’t cower. Raising an eyebrow, he charged forward. Sure, he couldn’t play basketball, but his speed, vision, and judgment far exceeded normal standards. Lin Mu’s steals were by no means inferior to professional basketball players. The two darted back and forth on the court with a speed that left spectators in awe.

At some unknown time, reporters flocked in, setting up cameras, with flashes intermittently lighting up from the sidelines.

Zhao Tianhao refused to pass, repeatedly failing to break through, he inevitably grew anxious and restless, his hand stalling momentarily, allowing Lin Mu to seize the chance and snatch the ball.

"Tsk!" Smacking his lips, looking around with no passing opportunity, Lin Mu had no choice but to take charge personally again. But this time was different from before; Zhao Tianhao didn’t fall, after losing the ball, he quickly turned back, face livid, chasing after Lin.

"Damn, what do I do now?"

Knowing his dribbling skills were trash, Lin Mu realized if pursued, losing the ball would be inevitable and instantaneous. In the rush, losing composure, he abandoned dribbling altogether, taking big strides towards Shencheng City’s basket.

This move immediately almost made the spectators pop their eyes out.

"Oh my, what’s he trying to do? Three steps to the basket, the distance is way too far."

Indeed, the distance was exceedingly far. After intercepting Zhao Tianhao’s ball, Lin Mu only crossed the midcourt line with two strides, barely stepping onto the three-point line; at such a distance, making a dunk was astronomical. In the NBA, even stars with unbelievable jumping power can merely dunk from the free-throw line...

To narrate this scenario seems lengthy, but all happened in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Lin Mu yelled, leaping up.

In a scene of disbelief, his figure ascended, moved forward... Bang, a heavy thud echoed; Lin Mu grasped the rim with both hands, his body swayed back and forth twice, before lightly landing on the ground.

The gym fell silent; barely, the bouncing sound of the basketball on the floor was heard.

Jump-dunking from the three-point line, using both hands...

Is this guy even an Earthling anymore? Not even a movie is this exaggerated!

However, the truth stood there, undeniable. After a brief lull, the gymnasium erupted. Screams, roars, cheers— one after another, almost blowing off the roof and breaking through the clouds.