A brilliant basketball journey, a dazzling spectacle.

Chapter 14: Dunk score, 3-2!

"Ball, ball in!" Tian Bing stood there stunned outside the three-point line.

Qin Yu gave Okita Bing a thumbs up.

"This, this is all thanks to him." Tian Bing looked at the black guy and for a moment forgot Chamberlain's name.

"Your serve is very good." Qin Yu smiled at Tian Bing.

Chamberlain looked at Tian Bing and said, "Hey, bro, you're really good." Chamberlain spoke briefly in Chinese, and this time his Chinese was much more fluent.

Qin Yu turned his head to look at Chamberlain, thinking that this guy's language talent was quite interesting. Could it be that he had been faking it all along?

However, his hook shot was indeed quite skillful. The slightly awkward posture was due to Luo Gang's tight pressure, but he still successfully hooked the ball out and into the net, with extremely smooth movement. This shows that Chamberlain's fundamentals, at least in this hook shot, have been honed considerably.

But that hook... isn't that Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's signature move? This guy, this black guy named himself Chamberlain, but he uses Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's signature move, that's really interesting.

However, judging from his physical condition, he should be around the same age as her. He hasn't fully grown up yet, so it's really hard to judge.

Qin Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw that Luo Gang had already thrown the ball to the Bluebirds again.

Bluebird was much more cautious this time, observing the field. However, he still didn't notice Tian Bing in front of him.

For the Bluebirds, Tian Bing is like air, transparent. They can dribble past him anytime, which is better than nothing, just an extra step.

Tian Bing stared at Bluebird with no regard for him, his fists clenched tightly.

Qin Yu, who had been watching Tian Bing closely out of the corner of his eye, knew that the fire in Tian Bing's heart had been completely ignited. After this goal, a spark of resistance finally appeared in Tian Bing's heart.

Without hesitation, Bluebird's gaze fell on Luo Gang, simultaneously drawing Tian Bing's attention. Just as Tian Bing slightly turned his head to look at Luo Gang under the basket, Bluebird didn't even glance at him, and pushed forward with both hands.

The orange basketball flew rapidly towards the outside of Yu Cun, a good half-arm's length away from him. Qin Yu, who was blocked by Yu Cun, had no chance of getting the ball.

Yu Cun raised his left hand to block Qin Yu, and with a hook of his right hand, he pulled the orange basketball into his arms, holding the ball with both hands.

"So, should I continue with mid-range shots?" Yu Cun looked at the teenage boy in front of him, wanting to see if the boy's limits were as he had predicted.

Qin Yu took another deep breath, the change in his breath imperceptible to Yu Cun. At this moment, however, a slight change was occurring within Qin Yu's body. The ultimate level of rigorous training had been reached, but this body hadn't yet achieved it. The reborn Qin Yu was only equivalent to his former self in terms of ideology and mental capacity; his body still needed to be rigorously trained through sweat and toil. Even so, however, in terms of neural recruitment, after Qin Yu slowly exhaled the air he had just inhaled…

"What do you think?" Qin Yu stepped forward.

This step suddenly gave Yu Cun the feeling of being watched by a snake.

"Black Mamba?" he thought to himself.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Yu Cun's hand gripped the basketball harder than usual, resulting in a faster return of speed as the ball hit the ground and reached his hand. He should have shot immediately, but he didn't. He felt that the kid in front of him seemed to have changed slightly from before, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. In any case, if he had shot just now, this kid would definitely have blocked his shot.

"But that's just a feeling."

Qin Yu maintained his smile, though he was wearing a mask that the other person couldn't see. But a hint of danger lurked in his eyes.

Qin Yu is also a frequent visitor to the bench. Compared to Tian Bing, he might even be worse, at least in official matches, Qin Yu has never played a single game.

Qin Yu looked at Tian Bing.

"Watch out!" Tian Bing shouted.

"Don't get distracted now!" Yu Cun shouted in a low voice.

Because of the dangerous feeling Qin Yu gave him just now, and because Qin Yu has not yet shown any jumping talent, Yu Cun chose to use his faster speed than Qin Yu to directly break through with the ball.

His weight shifted to the right, and just as his body was about to slide to the right, he was suddenly pulled back, and in the blink of an eye, he was on the left side again. The basketball, thrown to the left by his right hand, touched his left hand, but his left hand smoothly braced against the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it darted to the right again.

This series of actions dazzled those around them.

"Brother Yu Cun is so handsome!"

The remaining magnificent shift in the center of gravity is a feast for the eyes of those around.

"This is textbook perfect."

"What textbook level? I feel that even what Brother Yucun did in the textbook is not as good."

Just as everyone was discussing it.

Qin Yu turned around on the spot and suddenly accelerated, rushing out.

Despite being slower than Yu Cun earlier, he made a precise angle prediction and cut into Yu Cun's running path with a diagonal line.

Bang!

The basketball, which Yu Cun had just slammed to the ground, landed right next to Qin Yu's outstretched right hand.

Qin Yu firmly pressed his four right fingers onto the basketball. With a slide of the back of his hand, the basketball was flicked, spinning rapidly and flying towards the black guy, Chamberlain.

As Chamberlain saw the ball coming, he twisted his body as if he had practiced with Qin Yu a thousand times. His body was at a 45-degree angle to the basket, and his hand reached behind him to catch the extremely spinning ball that Qin Yu had flicked to him.

The basketball was still spinning in Chamberlain's right hand when Luo Gang stepped forward, stood up, and blocked the direction Chamberlain was about to jump.

With a single step, his long left arm left a trail of afterimages as he slapped directly at Chamberlain's right hand holding the ball.

This sudden change of direction left the crowd on the sidelines still reeling from the scene of Yu Cun dribbling past Qin Yu.

"The remaining skill is truly unparalleled." The bespectacled guy finished speaking and was about to continue discussing Luo Gang's positioning in the live broadcast when he saw Luo Gang's hand pass through the orange shadow of the ball.

But even that ball's shadow was just an afterimage.

The basketball, which was originally in Chamberlain's right hand, was tossed directly to his left hand by Chamberlain, and at the same time, Chamberlain jumped as the basketball flew to his left hand.

One lever pull!

boom!

The basket is shaking.

Chamberlain gripped the rim with his left hand, looked around at the audience, and finally his gaze fell on Tian Bing after Qin Yu.

"Hi, bro. That was a good shot." Chamberlain's Chinese became fluent again.

Seeing Chamberlain hanging on the rim, not even glancing at him, Luo Gang's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Although the ball came suddenly, no one expected that after Yu Cun's smooth shift of balance to get past his opponent, Qin Yu would just happen to touch the ball—it could only be a coincidence—but it did allow Chamberlain to dunk over him.

"Hey. Three is better than two." Chamberlain then looked away, still hanging on the rim, and said to Luo Gang below from his superior position.

Luo Gang, whose complexion was already bad, suddenly showed a faint anger.

"Hey, opening champagne at halftime isn't a good idea." Luo Gang's eyes sharpened as he looked at Chamberlain.

"They really thought they got that goal by their own skill."

If that guy from the Third Middle School hadn't gotten incredibly lucky and gotten the basketball into Yu Cun's hands, that shot would have been a powerful dunk by Luo Gang.

"Yeah, Boss Luo Gang, let's have a drink next time."

"Drink one."

"Slam dunk!" shouted a player who frequently played basketball at Jinghu Stadium to Luo Gang.

In their hearts, Luo Gang is the pillar of Jinghu Stadium.