th his own eyes.Yesterday, with just a few words, I met Chu Lingxi, who was ranked third. As a result, Lu Xueman, who ranked first, turned out to be her wife.This filled his heart with an overwhelming..."Everyone, focus up and play defense. We have to win this point."

As captain on the field, Hao Dayong immediately began to direct and command. He took up position in midfield, instructing Fang Shijiang and another teammate to provide close marking.

In any situation, do not give Ye Bufan the opportunity to take shots at will.

After the opening whistle, Ye Bufan started dribbling and breaking through. Fang Shijiang, who was in close defense, immediately came over to block his path.

"The speed is too slow!"

Before he could even get into position, Ye Bufan dribbled the ball past him, breaking through like a whirlwind and charging towards the basket.

Seeing this, Hao Dayong had already come over with two other teammates to surround them.

It's a one-on-five situation anyway, and the opponent doesn't have teammates to help out. You don't need to worry about Ye Bufan's passing. Just focus on stopping his breakthroughs and shots.

It's easy to say, but hard to do.

Ye Bufan was moving very quickly, it seemed like he was about to break through, but just as Hao Dayong and the others were preparing to surround and intercept him, he suddenly stopped his feet and stood there hard.

This was completely unexpected and violated the law of inertia in physics textbooks.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a person to stop so quickly, but he managed to do it.

After stopping, Ye Bufan lifted the ball in his hand and jumped up to shoot.

"I won't let you get away with it."

Hao Dayong is indeed worthy of being the core member of the national team and the captain of the provincial team. His strength on the court is absolutely formidable.

He quickly adjusted his off-balance center of gravity, leaped high, and prepared to block Ye Bufan's shot.

Seeing Hao Dayong take action, the other team members all breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Hao Dayong, who is 2.20 meters tall, is the center on the court, he almost looks like a giant in front of Ye Bufan, who is 1.80 meters tall. He has an absolute advantage in terms of physicality.

As long as he makes a move to block, the opponent will have no chance to shoot.

But the facts once again refreshed their cognition, Ye Bufan although short, his bounce was really amazing.

Hao Dayong has jumped to the top, but his body is still rising, even exceeding the height of the basket.

His incredible bounce more than made up for his lack of height. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball flew off Hao Dayong's fingertips.

"I..."

He desperately tried to block the ball in front of him, but unfortunately his body, under the influence of gravity, had already started to fall. He could only watch helplessly as the basketball flew over his head.

With Ye Bufan's shooting accuracy, even without looking back, he already guessed the result.

As expected, a whooshing sound rang out behind him, followed by another wave of thunderous cheers from the students beside him.

"Teacher Ye is mighty, Long live Teacher Ye, Teacher Ye is too amazing, I love you, Teacher Ye..."

The score on the field is 8:0.

At this point, the five members of the provincial team fell silent collectively. The first loss could be attributed to the opponent's luck, and the second to chance, but now, having conceded three goals in a row, they had a full understanding of their opponent's strength.

Although it's a 1-on-5 situation, they are definitely the weaker side in terms of strength.

Five people faced one person, and that person was much smaller than them in stature. Yet, the five players on the field felt an unprecedented amount of pressure.

"Come on everyone, let's get pumped! We have the numbers advantage, pass the ball around, utilize our strengths, and we absolutely need to get a point back."

Hao Dayong encouraged everyone, but he implicitly acknowledged that their side was lacking in ability and could only rely on the advantage of having more people.

This time, he served personally, found an opening, and quickly passed the ball to Fang Shijiang who was under the basket.

Normally, there are five players on the court. Even if Ye Bufan tried to stop him, he wouldn't be able to block his serve, and could even directly dunk under the basket.

Hao Dayong was about to pass the ball, Fang Shijiang was about to receive it, but just as his hand reached out, another large hand suddenly shot out from the side and snatched the ball away with a "pa".

"Uh..."

Fang Shijiang's shocked eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This guy was just far away from him a moment ago, how did he get here so quickly

Before he even touched the ground, Ye Bufan turned and jumped for a shot. The whole move was fluid and beautiful.

Every basketball shot went straight through the net without exception, and cheers erupted once again around the court.

The score on the field is 10:0.

"Holy crap, how are we supposed to win this"

Seeing Ye Bufan dribbling the ball towards the free throw line, the five of them actually felt a sense of powerlessness. What kind of freak was this

From the initial confidence of victory to the later fervor, after four goals, my heart was filled with a sense of helplessness and fear.

One person facing an entire team, or even a super strong provincial team with two core players being national mainstays.

But with such a stark contrast in strength, the other side was ultimately unable to hold their own, not even earning a single point.

Ye Bufan didn't give them any chance to lament. He quickly sent the ball out, and as expected, the long score was rewritten to 12:0.

“15:0”

"6:0"

In the blink of an eye, the score had reached match point, with the provincial team yet to score a single point.

The girls from Class 2-5, who surrounded the arena, had all shouted until their voices were hoarse. At this moment, each one of them was filled with excitement and blood rushed to their faces. Their eyes looked at the young man with admiration and affection mixed in.

For so many years, I have never seen anyone who is so outstanding.

Zhu Mingyu's expression also became extremely ugly, "This kid absolutely cannot stay in our class, we must get him kicked out."

He used to be the top student in his class, always getting his way. All the glory belonged to him, the son of the mayor.

But this new homeroom teacher posed a great threat to him, and he had to be gotten rid of.

Wu Zihao said: "Don't worry, class monitor. Even if he plays basketball really well, so what We can find a few people to break his legs."

And right now, Chang Hao's expression was at its worst. Every goal that went in felt like a slap in the face.

He came to see Ye Bufan make a fool of himself, but what he saw was the other's brilliant success. This made him feel like he had eaten a fly—disgusting and helpless.

It was the provincial team's turn to serve. Hao Dayong passed the ball again to Fang Shijiang.

Seeing that his side was about to end the game with a score of 0, he let out a roar and jumped up for a shot.

Just as the ball left his hand, Ye Bufan's figure appeared once again before him, and then a palm smacked against the basketball.

With a sharp crack, the basketball slammed into Fang Shijie's face, hitting him in exactly the same spot as it had Liang Zhijie before.

Fang Shijiang let out a muffled grunt and collapsed to the ground with blood streaming from his nose.

Compared to the wound on his nose, his heart was hurt far worse at this moment. All his past pride was crushed to pieces in an instant.

All of the words that he had used to mock Liang Zhijie before, one by one, were brought back by Ye Bufan word for word.

“Slow speed, slow reaction, bad bounce…” Even the final block was exactly the same. He played until his nose was bleeding.

At this moment, a cold voice rang in his ear: "He who insults others is himself insulted. You've already won, there's no need to humiliate them further. Strength isn't your capital for looking down on others, besides, you're just a weakling!"

Then, a thunderous roar erupted.

"Teacher Ye won! Long live Teacher Ye!"

"Teacher Ye, you're my idol, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Teacher Ye, you are so awesome! I love you to death!"ing disciples, and it wouldn't be until after four rounds that a second round of selection would take place.Even for cultivators who were rejected by the Four Great Immortal Sects, there was still a c...