The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City
Chapter 49 - 49 049 Let's Go Home for Dinner

49: Chapter 049: Let’s Go Home for Dinner 49: Chapter 049: Let’s Go Home for Dinner Zhang Fan shook his head as he stood in front of Luo Ywei.

Of course, he said this on purpose.

It wasn’t that Luo Ywei was too weak, but rather that his physical attributes were no longer comparable to Luo Ywei’s.

Aside from intelligence, all his other attributes were at ten, and his agility was even more exaggerated, reaching eleven.

Previously, his strength and physical strength had both been at five points.

Keep in mind, these were supposed to be his strong points.

Although he hadn’t touched a basketball in over two years, he had exercised every day.

This was a habit instilled by his dad since he was young.

So, five-point attribute values should be greater than those of an average person.

He estimated Luo Ywei’s attribute values to be around seven or eight points.

Yet, his were ten points.

“Good move, good move!” Gao Qi shouted excitedly.

Although the cheer came a bit late, this was the fastest response he could muster.

Backboard smashes, windmill dunks, all these happened too quickly.

So quickly that he felt as if it were all a dream.

Keep in mind, Zhang Fan’s opponent was from the provincial basketball team, and moreover, a madman center.

Scoring one point off him was totally something to brag about for a year.

“Good!

Zhang Fan, keep it up!”

Cheers for Zhang Fan followed one after another.

Only Liu Fei and Wang Jing were almost grinding their teeth.

Luo Ywei’s face twitched, his mindset was not good.

Having the first point taken by an unknown high school student made his face feel unbearably hot.

It was embarrassing, very embarrassing.

And it happened right under everyone’s eyes.

However, he didn’t know that far away, the expressions on the faces of Ouyang Feng and his four companions had turned extremely unpleasant.

Damn it, losing to a high school student in a one-on-one?

They were representing the provincial team, what was the provincial team?

It was the best at basketball in this province.

But that bastard Luo Ywei had lost.

“It seems that little Wei’s problem of underestimating his opponents hasn’t changed,” Tang Bing said darkly.

This statement was intended for the ears of those behind him.

He attributed Luo Ywei’s lost point to carelessness, largely salvaging the face of his provincial team.

However, his heart was cold as ice.

When he got back, he definitely needed to teach that bastard a lesson.

Today’s main characters were them, the others were just like green leaves, mere foil.

Even though they didn’t wish to show off their leading aura in such a small place like this school, once they stepped onto the court, they had to win the cheers of everyone.

They were the stars of the basketball court.

“Let’s go.” The smile had completely disappeared from Ouyang Feng’s face, and at that moment, he looked like a block of ice, cold to the core.

Luo Ywei held the ball, his emotions extremely complicated.

Was that last play a mistake on his part?

No, he definitely hadn’t made a mistake.

Even if Ouyang Feng stood here and dribbled the ball as before, he would have done the same.

Carelessness?

He admitted that much.

But Zhang Fan’s speed had far surpassed his own.

This point was his to lose!

Although he was reluctant to accept it, the outcome was inevitable.

1:0 now, if he lost another point, it would be the end for him.

He took a deep breath, dribbled the ball, and moved beyond the three-point line.

At that moment, he put away all his contempt; the kid in front of him was a formidable opponent.

He had to make this basket, no matter what.

That way, he still had a chance.

Otherwise, next time, he would be back on defense.

Having seen Zhang Fan’s speed, he wasn’t sure whether he could defend effectively.

Therefore, this point was a must-win.

Zhang Fan appeared very casual, just as before, standing there as if taking a casual stroll.

Watching Luo Ywei, his face look very unpleasant.

Being underestimated, the opponent seemed to disdain defending, just standing there, coldly watching him.

“Damn it,” Luo Ywei cursed loudly, his body nearly hitting the ground.

“Don’t be nervous, I’ll wait for you inside the three-point line,” Zhang Fan said with a smile, his gaze fixed intently on the ball in Luo Ywei’s hands.

He had said he would take down this game 2:0, and he meant it.

His true opponent was not Luo Ywei, but Ouyang Feng, who was acclaimed as the top genius.

Luo Ywei moved, driving forward with the ball at a high speed.

Zhang Fan moved as well, light as a swallow, drifting unpredictably like a leaf in the sky.

All eyes were on Zhang Fan and Luo Ywei on the court.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was clutching the edge of her clothes tightly.

Luo Ywei dashed inside the three-point line and then retreated back.

Zhang Fan’s presence put immense pressure on him, particularly those hawk-like eyes that made him dare not take any chances.

“Hey, are you bored or not?

Either make a move or pass me the ball, what’s so fun about dribbling?” Zhang Fan chuckled lightly.

Luo Ywei, quite crafty, almost fell back the moment he made his move, which left him very helpless.

A group of spectators rolled their eyes.

Damn it, this is a game—can’t you be serious!

Luo Ywei was also infuriated by Zhang Fan’s words.

He tested out a few attacks, but none worked.

Damn it, he too wanted to attack, but at least give him some space!

Just as he thought about stepping forward, he was blocked completely.

How was he supposed to advance?

“Hurry up, I’ve been waiting so long my flowers could have wilted,” Zhang Fan mockingly urged him on.

The crowd rolled their eyes again.

Damn it, this isn’t a card game.

Who are you waiting for!

“Hey, if you don’t attack, I might as well go home for dinner,” Zhang Fan said, looking at Luo Ywei who dared not advance.

“Shut up!” Luo Ywei suddenly shouted.

Damn it, if you’re so great, just leave now.

“Since you won’t come, then I will,” Zhang Fan said, then dashed toward Luo Ywei like lightning.

Luo Ywei’s expression changed, surprised by the speed.

Yet in the next moment, he too sprang into action, sprinting full force toward the right.

“Slap, slap, slap!”

The sound of the basketball hitting the ground grew intense.

However, in the next moment, Zhang Fan reached Luo Ywei’s side.

He reached out, and as the basketball bounced, he slapped it away.

Luo Ywei was astonished, as he found his hand hitting nothing.

Turned in shock, he saw Zhang Fan dribbling the ball, reaching beyond the three-point line, jumping, and shooting!

“Crap, Luo Ywei, this madman, he got intercepted!”

The onlookers screamed.

It was almost like yesterday when Liu Fei was intercepted.

Swiftly, almost before anyone could react, he had snatched the ball away.

But in the next moment, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the basketball soaring through the air.

Will the shot make it?

If it does, wouldn’t it mean that our school thrashed someone from the provincial team?

2:0, oh heaven!

“What are you spacing out for?

Go home and eat already,” Zhang Fan jeered, his hands in his pockets.

“Thud, thud, thud…”

The basketball passed through the hoop, hitting the ground, and bounced back lifelessly.

“Crap, 2:0!”

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Fan had truly taken down the game 2:0.

Damn it, these were provincial players.

Don’t tell me the provincial players are weaklings.

Liu Fei’s face turned ashen the moment the ball went through the hoop!

Lost, completely lost!