The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City
Chapter 58 - 58 058 You Won

58: Chapter 058 You Won 58: Chapter 058 You Won Zhong Tianchen and the others were utterly shocked.

Ouyang Feng’s skills were astonishing, especially that breathtaking move of exchanging injuries for the ball, which almost made their eyes pop out.

Such a bold move could only be dared by their captain, Ouyang Feng.

However, Zhang Fan’s aerial spin slapped them hard across their faces.

That awe-inspiring move was made by that kid?

This shot shattered all their pride.

Ouyang Feng, always touted as a genius by his coach, had actually lost.

The roaring sound thundered again like a stampede.

“Well done, crushing Ouyang Feng, vindicating First Middle School,” they shouted.

Ouyang Feng’s die-hard fans also roared.

“Ouyang, keep it up, defeat Zhang Fan, you’re the best!” they cheered.

The atmosphere was electric, waves of heat surged through the crowd!

At this moment, Zhou Jie felt like he was living a dream.

Zhang Fan won a point against Ouyang Feng?

Ouyang Feng represented the top basketball skills in the province after all.

On the court!

Ouyang Feng started shaking, his forehead sweating profusely as his breaths quickened and his muscles bulged.

How could he possibly lose?

“Again!” he shouted.

Ouyang Feng, holding the ball, was like a wounded tiger.

Zhang Fan chuckled, his arm feeling a bit sore, but it only made his blood boil faster.

It had been a long time since he fought with his full strength, a feeling he had forgotten.

Yet now, he rediscovered that intense fighting spirit from the past.

You want to play?

Bring it on!

Zhang Fan’s eyes, glittering sharply like those of an eagle, and Ouyang Feng, was his prey.

Ouyang Feng started to run, charging forward with speed.

His absolute physical superiority made him forsake all defense, just charging, charging, and nothing but charging.

Like a powerful buffalo, his strong body kicked up dust from the ground, stirring up a storm beneath his feet.

Zhang Fan spread his hands like a hawk spreading its wings, ready to pounce on Ouyang Feng.

Thinking of making a basket?

Dream on!

Moving like a phantom, Zhang Fan’s speed reached its peak.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, fixated on this ultimate battle.

Ouyang Feng ignored the pouncing Zhang Fan.

Who has he ever been afraid of in a head-on challenge?

Zhang Fan’s eyes were piercing.

As Ouyang Feng slipped by him, he reached out his hand.

There was only one chance, and he had only one opportunity to strike.

If he missed, even if he was faster than Ouyang Feng, it wouldn’t matter.

Everyone watched Zhang Fan’s hand, hoping for a miracle.

“Smack!”

The basketball suddenly escaped Ouyang Feng’s control, smacked away by Zhang Fan.

“God, he actually stole the ball!”

Cries of astonishment erupted again!

Zhang Fan and Ouyang Feng brushed past each other as if time had stopped!

Ouyang Feng turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Stole the ball?

This seemed to be the first time in three years, and the opponent was Zhang Fan, who had once lost to him.

“Thanks!” Zhang Fan also looked up at Ouyang Feng, his lips quivering slightly.

Thanks?

Ouyang Feng’s face twisted with fury.

How could he accept such immense humiliation coming from someone he once defeated so easily?

However, Zhang Fan quickly ran off, dribbling the ball, and commenced a new offensive.

He could not let him score again!

Absolutely not!

Ouyang Feng went berserk like a wild horse loosed from its reins, desperately trying to stop Zhang Fan from scoring.

However, Zhang Fan was faster and more agile, his movements shadowy like a ghost, his hands a blur as he barely discerned the direction of the ball.

Deception?

He, Zhang Fan, was adept at it too!

Originally bolting to the right to attack, he suddenly veered left, passing by Ouyang Feng who had thrown himself recklessly into the play.

“Clap clap clap!”

“Clang!”

He leaped and dunked it straight into the basket!

“2:0!”

“Zhang Fan is mighty!”

“Crush the provincial team!”

Thunderous cheering burst forth!

Zhang Fan turned around, looking at Ouyang Feng frozen a short distance behind him, and wagged his index finger left and right.

“You still have a long way to go!”

“Woosh!”

People around the basketball court were staring, continuously gasping.

You still have a long way to go?

My god, Zhang Fan actually said that to Ouyang Feng.

“The last ball,” Zhang Fan said with a light chuckle, reminding Ouyang Feng.

Everyone suddenly awoke.

Yes, it was already 2:0.

The next point would decide everything.

If Zhang Fan won again, it would be 3:0.

Could Zhang Fan really accomplish a 3:0?

Everyone’s heart was filled with anticipation.

After all, the opponent was Ouyang Feng, not some weakling like Luo Yiwei.

Ouyang Feng moved laboriously.

The last ball—did he even stand a chance?

If he was defeated 3:0 by Zhang Fan, how could he face staying in the provincial team?

No, he still had a chance!

Ouyang Feng’s eyes burst with an astonishing brilliance.

Zhang Fan was stunned; he had thought that this guy would lose heart.

But Ouyang Feng’s gaze, it deeply pierced his mind.

Never admit defeat, huh?

“Continue.”

There was no smile on Zhang Fan’s face, only a most serious expression.

Ouyang Feng was a person deserving of respect.

Ouyang Feng, watching Zhang Fan’s expression, nodded firmly.

No mocking, no scoffing!

Bring it on!

The final battle!

Ouyang Feng dribbled the ball, aware of how terrifying Zhang Fan’s speed and reactions were, hence he didn’t rush but relied on the steady and solid tactics that he started with.

Feints, deception, various strategies showcased to their fullest.

And Zhang Fan, like a specter, stuck closely to Ouyang Feng, giving him no chance to shoot.

Time ticked by second by second; no one spoke, nor did anyone urge them on.

“You’ve won!”

Ouyang Feng suddenly stood up, throwing the basketball towards Zhang Fan.

After five minutes of a tense standoff, he knew he stood no chance.

Speed?

Zhang Fan was faster!

Deception?

Couldn’t fool Zhang Fan!

Long shots?

Zhang Fan could block them.

Thus, he stood no chance in this match.

“Damn, it’s over just like that?”

The spectators’ eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Ouyang Feng.

The captain of the provincial team simply gave up and conceded?

Holy shit, was this really the provincial team?

But then, their gazes landed back on Zhang Fan.

Defeating six from the provincial team.

The previous five didn’t even score a point, got completely shut out, and now captain Ouyang Feng had also directly surrendered.

Was this kid some kind of monster?

Gao Qi, Wang Dong, and a group of others, their eyes red, charged onto the court.

Seeing the situation turn south, Zhang Fan immediately started running.

Fuck, he had almost been knocked dead by these guys just before, and here they were again?

No way!

As Zhang Fan prepared to squeeze through the crowd, he found people he didn’t know suddenly stopping in front of him, grabbing his legs, while others lifted his arms.

Among them were a few girls.

Holy shit, were these people defying heaven?

The very next moment, Zhang Fan felt his body being lifted up again.

Remembering the moment he previously fell on Lu Mingqian, he couldn’t help but shiver.

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