Abyss Dominator System
Chapter 71 - 68: Wait for Me to Win the Championship and I’ll Give It to You!

Chapter 71: Chapter 68: Wait for Me to Win the Championship and I’ll Give It to You!

"Brother Yan!"

Fu Chao, dressed in his jersey, ran up to the stands gasping for breath.

Bai Yan was somewhat surprised, turning his head to look at Fu Chao, then glanced down at his watch.

Bai Yan said indifferently, "It’s only been 50 seconds, why aren’t you looking for a substitute player instead of coming to me?"

"Brother Yan, help me out this one time!"

Fu Chao took a deep breath, gazing at Bai Yan with a very serious expression.

"Just forfeit, I don’t want to play basketball."

Bai Yan said with a light smile.

Whether as a human or a demon, Bai Yan was extraordinary.

Have Bai Yan play basketball?

Wouldn’t that be too bullying for these students?

"Brother Yan, I can’t find a suitable person, the Literature College has no suitable candidates left!"

"This game is very important to our Literature College! Our team is the only one made up of Hua Xia exchange students!"

"Brother Yan, I know I’m usually an asshole, always bullying others... even bullied you before, but no matter how much of a bastard I am, I know I’m from the Literature College! I’m a Hua Xia person!"

Fu Chao was extremely agitated, his fists clenched tightly as he roared, "Brother Yan, Li Feiwen that bastard is waiting to see us make fools of ourselves! I absolutely cannot, I absolutely cannot just forfeit!"

"Captain of the Literature College team, please note, you have only 30 seconds left, are you going to forfeit?"

The loudspeaker broadcasted the referee’s voice, all eyes turned towards them, most were curious, who was the man beside Goddess An? Why isn’t Fu Chao in a hurry to find a substitute but instead looking for this man?

"Never! We will never forfeit!"

Fu Chao bellowed with clenched fists, looking at Bai Yan, his lips trembling, and his eyes pleading, "Brother Yan, help me! Please!"

"Now, you’re the only one who can help me! Brother Yan, I beg you, even getting a runner-up would be good enough!"

Bai Yan was silent, then suddenly let out a smile, "Do you have that much faith in me?"

Fu Chao nodded fiercely, "Because you are Bai Yan! You are my Brother Yan! I believe in you!"

Bai Yan chuckled, then turned his head to whisper to An Xiaowan, "Xiao Wan, don’t wander around here, wait for me to return."

An Xiaowan nodded softly, she knew what Bai Yan was about to do, "Brother Yan, I’ll wait for you here."

Bai Yan stood up, under the gaze of the crowd, his elegant and upright figure was tinged with the evening’s afterglow, he looked like a proud War God standing on the stage!

"Runner-up? That’s nothing."

Bai Yan said softly, "Although I don’t really know how to play basketball... but what I want is the championship!"

"Let’s go, Xiao Chao, I’ll play basketball with you."

"The time is up, Literature College is abou..."

Before the referee could finish, Fu Chao shouted, "We will never forfeit! We have the best player!"

Fu Chao finished shouting, full of excitement, his lips trembling as he said to Bai Yan, "Brother Yan, let’s go! Fight together!"

Bai Yan followed Fu Chao down the stage, then changed into his jersey, the entire school’s teachers and students sitting in the stands were astonished.

Fu Chao... found this man to play basketball?

He looks so frail, can he play basketball?

Everyone looked at Bai Yan with skepticism.

When Bai Yan joined the team on the court, his face was revealed to everyone.

"I know now, he is Bai Yan from the Literature College! A Hua Xia exchange student, and a top student too!"

Someone shouted, revealing Bai Yan’s identity.

"So Bai Yan is An Xiaowan’s mysterious boyfriend!"

Some boys started to say jealously.

"Can he play basketball?"

"That... I’ve never heard of him playing, probably no, he’s always been a bookworm."

As these words were spoken, everyone’s looks of doubt turned into mockery.

A sea of mocking glances!

All the male students in the audience jeered at Bai Yan, a bookworm who can’t play basketball?

What’s he doing on the court?

Is he here to perform acrobatics?

He probably doesn’t even know the difference between a basketball and a football! It’d be quite a show if he starts kicking the ball once he’s on the court!

Li Feiwen saw Bai Yan and his eyes gleamed with a teasing amusement, then he chuckled, "A bookworm coming to play basketball? Bai Yan, do you even know that basketball is played with hands? Do you know the rules of basketball?"

"Ha ha! This is killing me!"

"Fu Chao must have lost his mind, to bring in such a weakling!"

"Is this Bai Yan trying to get himself killed? I bet he doesn’t even know if the ball is round or square!"

Li Feiwen’s players laughed loudly, each looking at Bai Yan and the Literature College basketball team as if watching a good show.

Li Feiwen and the others spoke loudly, the teachers and students on the field all heard, many foreign male students began to boo, "Cut it out! Bookworm, leave the court!"

"Bookworm, go back, basketball is not for you!"

"Bookworm, go back!"

"Bookworm, go back!"

"Hua Xia team, hurry up and bugger off! Don’t even try playing basketball, you’ll lose!"

Everyone started to jeer, because of An Xiaowan, all the male students were hostile towards Bai Yan; they were jealous that Bai Yan could be An Xiaowan’s mysterious boyfriend.

They were jealous, they were resentful, they hoped Bai Yan would make a fool of himself in front of the whole school’s teachers and students, and everyone was mocking Bai Yan; not a single person was cheering for him!

The people from the Literature College were silent; they had never seen Bai Yan play basketball in daily life.

Originally, Hua Xia was famous for minor sports, and when it comes to basketball, black people indeed have a great advantage.

Now that Bai Yan was on the court, the Literature College’s loss was without a doubt!

Many Literature College students frowned, "This Bai Yan, really, why did he go on the field? And this Fu Chao, really too outrageous! Such an important matter, how could they let Bai Yan play, he doesn’t know basketball at all!"

"If only we had known, it would have been better not to participate in this school-wide basketball competition than to let Fu Chao form a team."

"Right, even if we brought in a few black players, it would still be better than this group of Hua Xia people, right?"

"They’re too weak, too short! Many don’t even reach a height of two meters!"

Even the students from the Literature College couldn’t bring themselves to believe in their own team, let alone Bai Yan.

Listening to the chorus of boos from the crowd, Bai Yan’s expression was very serene.

Fu Chao, on the other hand, was a bit angry: "Brother Yan, don’t be angry, we believe in you!"

Bai Yan chuckled lightly, without a word.

They were only mortals, after all. Bai Yan saw no need to get upset with these ants.

Both teams entered the court, with their opponents being the basketball team from the College of Science, who one by one cast malevolent glances at Fu Chao and Bai Yan.

Allowing a substitute who can’t play onto the court? They might as well be sending them through to the finals on a silver platter!

"Thank you for your goodwill; we will treasure this finals opportunity that you’ve handed to us."

The captain of the College of Science’s team sneered as he passed by Fu Chao, his stature of 2 meters 2 enabling him to look down on Fu Chao with a face full of mockery.

He felt that victory was already assured for the College of Science!

You think people from Hua Xia can play basketball?

Ha, you’re too weak!

"You!"

Fu Chao was furious.

Bai Yan casually waved his hand, stopping Fu Chao from losing his temper on the spot: "He’s just a self-righteous fool."

"Bookworm!"

"Bookworm!"

The jeering from the crowd grew even louder, the referee coughed and walked to the edge of the court.

The entire stadium fell silent; the game was about to begin, with everyone looking mockingly at the Literature College’s basketball team.

In this game, their defeat was certain!

No one believed that Bai Yan’s team could win.

In the silent arena, as everyone waited for the start of the game, a crisp and pleasant female voice rang out.

"Go, Brother Yan!"

An Xiaowan gathered her courage to stand up, her jade hands formed into a megaphone shape as she shouted as loudly as she could.

Her clear voice was notably out of place in the silent atmosphere, with most of the crowd turning their eyes towards her.

Is this Goddess An?

Is Goddess An cheering for the Literature College? Is she calling for Brother Yan? Is she cheering for that Bai Yan?

The male students were stunned, then sneered cynically as they turned back to look at Bai Yan on the basketball court, unconvinced that Goddess An was actually cheering for such a waste -- how unworthy!

The female students looked at An Xiaowan with jealousy, and then their gaze shifted to Bai Yan, sighing in their hearts that it was a pity for this handsome guy, who was about to embarrass himself in front of the whole school.

No one joined An Xiaowan in her cheers; the arena remained silent.

Including the students from the Literature College, all were indifferent.

No one had faith in Bai Yan, and no one wanted to cheer for the Literature College’s basketball team.

An Xiaowan’s originally blushing face was filled with bewilderment; why wasn’t everyone cheering?

An Xiaowan turned her head to look around; everyone had an indifferent expression, their eyes mocking as they looked at Bai Yan, with no desire to shout words of encouragement.

The stunning girl bit her lip, thinking to herself... nobody believes in Brother Yan...

But I believe in him!

Then, the girl shouted even louder: "Brother Yan! You’re the best! Keep it up!"

"Brother Yan! You have to fight hard! You must win!"

An Xiaowan’s gaze was firm; she was easily shy, but still bravely faced the tens of thousands in the gymnasium, her throat hoarse from shouting, yet she continued unflinchingly to cheer loudly for Bai Yan.

In the vast stadium, with tens of thousands of teachers and students, not a single person cheered!

Only An Xiaowan!

Only she was cheering for Bai Yan, only she believed in Bai Yan!

The delicate girl was like a plum blossom that refused to bow to frost; her clear voice echoing alone above the gymnasium.

Without support, no one believing in her Brother Yan!

The girl’s cheering, full of loneliness.

The strong sound of encouragement brewed a trace of desolation, spreading slowly, like a beautiful flower bud releasing a cry from the heart.

She wanted to declare to everyone that her Brother Yan was definitely the best!

Bai Yan smiled, his smile gentle.

The boy raised his arm, giving the girl an OK sign.

"Alright, when I get the championship trophy, I’ll give it to you!"

Bai Yan shouted cheerfully.

Champion?

With you, the bookworm, you want to win the basketball championship?

Do you really think Mo City University is devoid of talent?

A person from Hua Xia daring to boast about winning the championship in a basketball competition dominated by black players?

The male students scoffed repeatedly as the jeers continued from the stands.

The referee wouldn’t cancel the game because of the atmosphere on the court, even though he too had his doubts about Bai Yan.

The referee coughed and then announced loudly: "Prepare to start the game!"

Both teams convened; the black players from the College of Science all looked down on Bai Yan with contempt, while Fu Chao and his teammates had solemn expressions.

The opponents were all towering over two meters, strong and tough, with unquestioned stamina and explosive power.

The opponent was very strong!

But this game, they absolutely could not lose!

If they lost, the finals would be out of reach!

"Brother Yan, you must fight hard!"

An Xiaowan stood in the stands, her hands together in prayer, her pretty face full of worry and tension as she watched Bai Yan on the field, in the sea of tens of thousands of people in the stands, but her beautiful eyes had room only for Bai Yan.

"The game... officially begins!"

The referee announced in a deep voice.

With a piercing whistle, the basketball was tossed high into the air.