Chapter 231: Chapter 231

"Er Lin, catch the ball!" Brother Niu barked.

A suave crossover dribble and he passed the basketball over.

"Way to go, Brother Niu! Just wait to admit defeat, little brat!" Liang Xiaoling said proudly.

"Hmph! It’s not certain who will lose or win yet!" Zhao Ling’er said coldly.

She was secretly seething at Zhang Xiaohao, the show-off. Like, would he die if he didn’t show off? I know you’re capable, but why with just one hand? If you lose because of this...

"Oh!" She hadn’t finished mumbling to herself.

Two pitch-black eyes followed Zhang Xiaohao’s every move, keeping tabs on him.

Zhang Xiaohao suddenly leapt into the air, intercepting the flying basketball.

With a single hand, he slammed it on the ground, stood at midcourt, and executed a perfect shot!

The basketball went in just like that.

"Am I dreaming? Did that just go in? And from beyond the three-point line? Just scored three points in one shot?" Zhao Ling’er said.

She came back to her senses.

"You guys are definitely losing this time. Get ready to eat shit on live stream!" Zhao Ling’er said with pride.

"Hmph! Don’t get too happy too soon; the game has barely started!" Liang Xiaoling said coldly.

On the basketball court.

"Kid, you’ve got some hops!" Brother Niu said, his face darkening.

"Just average, I guess!" Zhang Xiaohao admitted frankly.

"Hmph! Don’t be too smug; it’s just one basket. There’s still plenty of time!" Brother Niu sneered.

"Yeah, I know! Let’s start!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"This time I’ll show you my special move — Tornado Dribbling!" Brother Niu boasted.

"Go Brother Niu! Take down that brat." Liang Xiaoling and a bunch of others cheered vigorously.

"Don’t worry, Xiaoling! That was just a fluke. I’m prepared this time. I’ll make sure this kid loses miserably," Brother Niu said with arrogance.

"You talk too much. Can’t we just start already? I’m wilting from the wait," Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes and said.

"Hmph! Kid, since you seem eager to lose, I’ll grant your wish!" declared Brother Niu.

Looking at the five guys around him, he commanded sternly, "Get your heads in the game! If any of you let this kid steal the ball, I will not be merciful!"

"Rest assured, Brother Niu! What happened before won’t happen again!" they assured.

"Hmm," Brother Niu nodded in satisfaction.

"Brat, I’m about to throw in the ball, get ready."

With that, Brother Niu dashed forward with the basketball with a flair.

In his hands, the basketball was like an art form, switching from left hand to right, right to left, as if by magic.

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"Wow! That’s Brother Niu’s Tornado Dribbling, go Brother Niu! I love you!"

Witnessing Brother Niu’s performance, Liang Xiaoling and her peers screamed in frenzy.

Hearing their shouts, Brother Niu was as pumped as if he had taken a stimulant.

Even his special Tornado Dribbling was performed beyond his usual level.

As he passed by Zhang Xiaohao, Brother Niu decided to show off a little.

He bounced the ball on the ground, swiftly moved behind Zhang Xiaohao, tapped his foot on the floor, and reached for the sky with one hand for a dunk.

A chorus of screams suddenly erupted.

Brother Niu thought they were cheers from Liang Xiaoling and the other girls for his impressive move.

He struck a POSE in mid-air, his right hand winking vigorously down below.

Confused, he thought to himself, "Huh! Where’s the ball? Where did the basketball go?"

"Damn! Are you a fucking pig? He stole the ball, and you just stand there doing nothing? Go get it back now!" Liang Xiaoling roared angrily.

"Huh!" Brother Niu was startled, instinctively glancing at his right hand.

The basketball was gone.

Turning around, he saw Zhang Xiaohao standing beyond the three-point line, elegantly shooting the ball into the hoop.

"Yay! Another one in! Hubby, you’re so cool!" Zhao Ling’er cheered, waving her hands excitedly.

"Hmph! He’s only scored two points. What are you so smug about, you brat?" Liang Xiaoling snorted coldly.

Brother Niu and the other five went from full confidence, to anger, and finally to despair, brutally experiencing it all.

The six of them against one person, even when playing with one hand, hadn’t managed to score a single basket!

If it had just been that, they wouldn’t be as ashen-faced as they were now, as black as the bottom of a pot.

The crucial point was, over the course of that hour.

Zhang Xiaohao’s shots were all from beyond the three-point line.

"Yay! We won, hubby, you’re amazing!" Zhao Ling’er said excitedly, rushing up.

She hugged Zhang Xiaohao.

"Hmph! Worthless trash, let’s go!" Liang Xiaoling snorted, ready to lead her group away.

"Stop right there!" Zhao Ling’er commanded coldly.

Along with her three loyal friends, she stood in front of Liang Xiaoling.

"What do you want, you little bitch?" Liang Xiaoling asked, her face cold.

"What do I want? Do you really not know?" Zhao Ling’er taunted.

"Hmph! I don’t understand what you’re implying. Move aside! Don’t block the way," Liang Xiaoling said.

"Want to leave? That’s fine, but do you see this? Just walk around here, and then you can go," Zhao Ling’er said with a cold tone.

"Don’t go too far!" Liang Xiaoling warned.

"Too far? If you don’t walk around, what comes next will be even worse," Zhao Ling’er threatened fiercely.

"Looking for a fight, huh? Come on then! I’m not afraid of you, I’m not raised by you," Liang Xiaoling said, readying herself for a fight.

"Fuck that shit!" Zhao Ling’er cursed angrily.

Raising her little leather boot, she kicked viciously between Liang Xiaoling’s legs.

"Oh!" A pitiful scream erupted from Liang Xiaoling’s mouth.

Before they could react, Zhao Ling’er and her three loyal friends charged forward, fists swinging.

"Uh!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao was taken aback.

He glanced at the number of the opposing group and then at Zhao Ling’er and her four friends.

The opposition had more than double Zhao Ling’er’s group’s number.

If a fight broke out, Zhao Ling’er and co. would certainly be at a disadvantage.

"This girl!" Zhang Xiaohao grumbled to himself, annoyed.

The immense aura of the Control Realm suddenly enveloped Liang Xiaoling and her group, forcing them down and preventing them from moving an inch.

Now, Zhao Ling’er and her friends were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Their punches and kicks flew, fierce and ruthless.

Those dramatic moves from TV series were unleashed one by one by the four of them.

They violently laid into Liang Xiaoling and her group.

Screams after scream quickly rose from these girls.

Zhao Ling’er and the other three girls stopped only when they were too tired to continue.