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The game continued, and after we served, Jiang Lingfeng stabilized the ball, preparing for a slow-paced battle. He passed the ball to me, and I faced the scoundrel Fantasi, swaying left and right. The opponent clearly lacked my agility. After a few feints, I spotted a gap as he was returning to defense. I took a step back and shot from mid-range but missed. The opponent's Center grabbed the rebound and quickly passed it to the Point Guard on the perimeter. Jiang Lingfeng darted past and intercepted the ball, then charged toward the zero-degree angle. It seemed Jiang Lingfeng was going for his signature zero-degree three-pointer! The opposing Point Guard rushed over to defend, and Jiang Lingfeng indeed jumped. The opposing Point Guard also leaped high, but Jiang Lingfeng unexpectedly slammed the ball under the opposing Point Guard's legs. The ball bounced off the ground and flew behind him. A Fei dashed over to catch it and charged toward the basket, jumping up to shoot. The opposing Center in front of him was hit by A Fei's knee, causing him to stumble back a few steps. The ball bounced twice on the rim before swishing through the net.
"A Fei, you look so cool! Take down Fantasi!" Situ Yanan on the sidelines got excited again. This time, under her influence, Sha Xiaomei and Shuai Dong joined in shouting as well. Of course, Xia Ying remained calm as ever. Jiang Lingfeng and I ran over to high-five A Fei. Jiang Lingfeng lightly reminded him, "Watch out for Fantasi's Center's three-pointer." A Fei nodded in acknowledgment. The Fantasy Team continued to serve; the Point Guard received the ball and shot immediately—score! Fan Team managed to score in just four seconds this time. I knew there was a lot of luck involved in that shot going in, but a score is a score—there's no arguing with that.
After we served, Jiang Lingfeng perfectly replicated what had just happened: after receiving the ball, he stepped inside the three-point line and made a jump shot—score! "Jiang Lingfeng! Wind God!" Situ Yanan and her group got excited again, with Shuai Dong joining in enthusiastically shouting along. A Fei and I rushed over to bump chests with Jiang Lingfeng. Fantasi still wore an indifferent expression. Jiang Lingfeng was like a god; that shot really boosted our morale, proving we were not inferior to them at all. Jiang Lingfeng simply smiled faintly before quickly running back to defend.
After Fantasy Team served again, the Point Guard brought the ball to the free-throw line while backing down Jiang Lingfeng. Suddenly, he made a high lob pass to the right wing's Center. After receiving the ball, the Center quickly ran outside the three-point line—he was going for a three-pointer! A Fei closely followed him to defend. Sure enough, the opposing Center launched a three-pointer from a standstill; A Fei jumped high and managed to graze his fingertips against the bottom edge of the basketball. The ball veered off its normal trajectory and heavily struck off the rim outside. "Thud!" The sound of hitting iron was quite jarring as I and the opposing forward rushed forward to grab the rebound. My steps were quicker; I leaped up with all my might to secure the ball in my arms. The opposing forward stubbornly tried to snatch it away from me with rough movements that infuriated me. I raised my elbows forcefully sideways while holding onto the ball. "Ah!" Just as he bent down to reach for it, I hit him squarely on his jaw with my elbow. The referee quickly blew his whistle, and the opposing forward immediately crouched down holding his jaw.
"What are you doing?! Was that intentional? Are we playing basketball or fighting?!" The opposing Center yelled angrily as he rushed over to confront me. For some reason, I felt unusually calm this time; perhaps it was because I had vented my frustration by hitting him. I replied calmly, "Did you not see what your buddy just did while trying to grab the ball from me?" The referee approached us and issued warnings as we glared at each other before retreating back into our respective camps. "Fantasi has no class! Fantasi has no class!" Situ Yanan began shouting from the sidelines again; this new cheerleader was quite effective, making me increasingly find her lovable rather than annoying.
The Fantasi forward slowly stood up after crouching for a while; when he released his hands, I saw his slightly swollen cheek. His sharp gaze seemed like he wanted to kill me as I avoided his stare and moved inside the three-point line to prepare for defense. The Fantasi forward signaled that he could continue playing before moving outside on the right side of the three-point line to serve again. As he passed by me, I heard him mutter under his breath: "Bastard!" "What did you say? Say it again!" I grabbed him angrily; my temper had reached its limit. "Jack! Don't be impulsive; let go," Jiang Lingfeng said while holding my arm along with A Fei's support. I glared at him until he trembled and released his grip; I felt my blood boiling as my teeth ground together in anger—those scoundrels from Fantasi were pushing their luck too far! One day, I'll settle this score with you!
"Fantasi has no class! Fantasi has no class!" Situ Yanan and Shuai Dong clapped their hands while shouting; Fantasi had no choice but to pretend not to hear them directly. After Fantasi served again, their Point Guard held onto the ball and jumped while passing it rightward as he approached the free-throw line; their Center received it and ran out to 45 degrees beyond the three-point line before shooting a three-pointer—score! This tall shooter had an impressive shooting percentage; I wondered what position he played before—was it center or guard? For a Center, his work range should focus on inside play; why was he constantly shooting threes?
After we quickly served again, Jiang Lingfeng made a long pass under the basket to A Fei. The opposing Point Guard reacted swiftly and intercepted it before passing it back out to their Center beyond the three-point line again; their Center caught it at the arc top and shot once more—score! The Fan Tesi Forward and Point Guard ran over to high-five him in celebration while I noticed an arrogant smirk from their forward directed at me. Scoring two consecutive three-pointers within twenty-six seconds for six points was indeed impressive; it was evident that their Center had practiced jump shots diligently in private—if only they didn't have such poor character!
With just one minute left in the first half of play, we trailed by two points at 16-18; however, this time we had possession of the ball for our offense. After serving again, Jiang Lingfeng dribbled slowly forward before suddenly making a behind-the-back pass to me. Upon receiving it, I faced off against Fantasi's forward whose face looked like a pig's head now—it seemed even more swollen than before! Looking at him made me want to laugh as I turned around for a back-to-the-basket move against him. Suddenly recalling how he executed "Lingbo Microstep" against Freeman last match inspired me—I decided to use Su Mu Rong's technique of "using their own method against them." Without hesitation, I spun leftward then quickly retracted my steps like a spinning top before pivoting rightward into a step-back jump shot; Fantasi's forward couldn't keep up with my movement and nearly fell over as he stumbled backward.
With a beep sound indicating that our offensive time had run out just then, my shot soared into the air reaching its peak before freely descending straight through the hoop—18-18! We were tied once more!
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