If previously Bai Yan was a low-key, understated, and graceful gentleman, then standing on the basketball court now, he is none other than a terrifying giant beast that has been awakened, with the aura of a king enveloping the entire court!
Arrogant, powerful, and evil!
This is the true nature of the Demon Lord!
"Come on, you little bunnies, let daddy teach you how to play basketball."
Bai Yan’s lips slightly curl up in a wicked smile.
No, no, no, it doesn’t affect Bai Yan’s desire to fight at all!
In any domain, he must be the strongest!
Because Bai Yan is a born king!
"You still dare to talk tough? Brothers, beat the crap out of him!"
Li Feiwen is shaken by Bai Yan’s momentum, but then he recovers, shouting maliciously.
Several nearly two-meter-tall black players smirk and rush over; they’re not here to play ball! With this momentum, this stance, they are out to beat someone up!
They want to beat up Bai Yan!
Ignorant mortals, how dare you provoke the dignity of the Demon Lord!
"Yellow monkey, come and taste my wrath!"
The muscular black players laugh menacingly as they bump him.
Many timid girls in the stands can’t help but cover their eyes, not wanting to witness the scene where frail Bai Yan is knocked flying.
The referee blows his whistle frantically: "Foul! Warning!"
However, they ignore the referee’s warning and continue to accelerate, dead set on knocking the dribbling Bai Yan off his feet!
Two meters of height charging crazily, colliding with Bai Yan.
Bai Yan smiles faintly, unmovable, muscles bulging slightly, Gang Qi circulating, rebounding!
A tremendous force emanates from Bai Yan’s body, and as if nothing happened, the several charging muscular black players are flung back fiercely!
The strong men scream in agony, spitting blood, the crisp sound of "crack!" indicating broken bones; they are thrown a full five meters away!
Think you can maul the Demon Lord?
I think you’re the real brain-dead ones!
Even without using the powers associated with the Demon identity, they can’t handle the defensive Gang Qi of the human identity!
Bai Yan sneers. With Gang Qi protecting him, his physical condition is five times that of an ordinary person! With just a little effort, these muscular black players can’t bear it; they dare to use the same method on me that they used on Fu Chao and others?
Truly a bunch of mortals who aren’t afraid of death!
The audience in the stands is stunned; what is this situation?
Several strong men bumping into a frail kid, and then they fly out on their own? And spitting blood on top of that? Is this a martial arts movie? Are the special effects really that realistic?
The referee is also dumbfounded, his whistle dropping to the ground unnoticed.
A silence over the court, followed by a thunderous cheer!
Everyone is cheering for Bai Yan.
The referee is brought back to reality by the cheers of the audience, he picks up his whistle and marches over, showing a red card to the muscular black players: "You guys fouled, off the court!"
"Referee, it was this kid who bumped into us!"
"Right! He must know Chinese Martial Arts, he fouled!"
"How can you use Chinese Martial Arts in basketball!"
The muscular black players weakly protest.
"Bullshit! I saw you run into him! Then you guys just mysteriously flew away! How did Bai Yan bump into you?"
The referee is furious: "Get off the court, now!"
The muscular black players want to cry but have no tears; they didn’t hit anyone but still got penalized: "Referee, we can’t get up, it hurts so much."
The muscular black players aren’t lying; the rebound force from Bai Yan was too strong, they feel like their ribs are broken.
"School medic, take these scumbags down!"
The referee shouts back.
The game continues, substitutions come on, Li Feiwen keeps sending players to stop Bai Yan, but Bai Yan’s speed is extremely fast, his force tremendous!
There’s no one who can stop him!
Even blatant fouls won’t work, it only leads to their own injuries, getting sent off the court, and the cool scoring outcomes for Bai Yan.
Fu Chao and his teammates have completely lost their fighting spirit, gathered under their own basket. Bai Yan moves around the opposing players’ encirclement alone, like a nimble butterfly, easily entering the core area, turning and dribbling past players, jumping up with his back to the basket, a fadeaway slam dunk!
The basketball hits the basket, creating a grating sorrowful sound, the basket frame trembling continuously!
Another cool and forceful slam dunk!
"Wow, Bai Yan is so cool!"
"Bai Yan, I’m totally in love with you!"
"Brother Yan, I want to have your baby!"
The girls in the stands scream one after another! Female students of all skin colors can’t help but tremble with excitement, their beautiful eyes shining with astonishing brilliance!
No woman can resist such forceful dunking action.
Handsome! Domineering!
Bai Yan’s cool fadeaway dunking move once again sends the atmosphere in the stands to a climax!
Faced with the formidable Bai Yan, Li Feiwen and the others simply cannot mount an effective defense.
They could only watch helplessly as Bai Yan dunked, made jump shots, drained threes, and grabbed every rebound, then once again look on helplessly as he broke through their defenses with his suave offense and shooting.
As the game neared its end in the last minute, Bai Yan stood at the half-court line, bent his knees, and leaped for a stylish long-range half-court shot!
Li Feiwen roared, this shot had to be blocked!
This was no longer a matter of winning or losing the game; this long-range shot was a matter of Li Feiwen’s dignity!
If Bai Yan’s half-court shot succeeded, it would be a slap in Li Feiwen’s face in front of the entire school body!
Li Feiwen and his team roared and jumped to block it, but the basketball thrown by Bai Yan soared high. Tracing a beautiful arc, the ball brushed past the tips of their fingers and hammered into the hoop!
The basketball spun around the rim before finally dropping in!
The piercing sound of the whistle marked the end of the game!
The final score was 133 to 6.
In one hour, Bai Yan scored a ball less than once a minute against the siege of Li Feiwen’s players!
Bai Yan alone had pulled the lead to over 120 points!
He completely dominated Li Feiwen’s team!
Completely crushed the opponent!
Li Feiwen’s face looked exceedingly ugly; he felt an intense burning sensation on his face as if he had been harshly slapped by Bai Yan for an hour straight!
The entire game had been one man’s show starring Bai Yan!
The sense of humiliation was extremely strong, ceaselessly pricking at Li Feiwen’s pride.
When the referee announced that the Literature College basketball team had won, Li Feiwen stormed off the court. The professional basketball team, built at great expense, had just lost to Bai Yan!
The whole venue erupted in cheers, all eyes fixed on Bai Yan, their emotions surging.
"Bai Yan, I love you!"
"Bai Yan, you must win the championship!"
The young boys and girls were excessively excited, especially the students of the Literature College, who lifted their heads and puffed out their chests with pride, faces beaming.
"That’s Bai Yan from our class!"
"You know what, I sit right behind Bai Yan during class! I always knew that our college’s Bai Yan was awesome!"
"Let me tell you, you know the Hua Xia exchange student Fu Chao from Mo City University? The Little Tyrant? He’s from the Literature College too, and he’s one of Bai Yan’s little brothers!"
Many students from the Literature College excitedly chatted with people nearby in the stands about Bai Yan and the literature basketball team; even those who weren’t close to Bai Yan boasted that they were good brothers with him to bask in the envious looks from others.
Quite a few girls discreetly sought out students from the Literature College, trying to find out Bai Yan’s contact information or phone number.
An Xiao Wan was smiling joyfully, like a radiant and pure lotus flower blossoming for Bai Yan.
Back in the basketball court, Li Feiwen and his team left the court despondently. Next up was the game between the College of Science and the Art College, with the College of Science emerging victorious; the Art College then played against the Business School.
Li Feiwen had exhausted his substitutes, so he lost again in this game!
After spending millions of Australian dollars to hire professional basketball players for help, there was no doubt he could only settle for fourth place, not even making it into the top three!
The final match for the championship was between the College of Science and Bai Yan’s team.
Both teams took to the court, but overwhelmingly the stands were filled with voices cheering in support of Bai Yan.
"Bai Yan, keep it up!"
"Brother Yan, take the championship!"
The cheers were thunderous and the atmosphere was festive.
The black captain of the College of Science had enough self-awareness; he had already been defeated by Bai Yan once before and did not want to lose face again.
The black captain smiled at Bai Yan and then turned to the referee saying,
"Referee, we concede."
The referee nodded, agreeing to their forfeiture. Fu Chao wore an expression of disbelief; all their players had fought with injuries, only Bai Yan was fit for battle.
On the contrary, the players of the College of Science were full of energy, with substitutes plentiful. They clearly could have continued the match, but they chose to forfeit on the spot.
The black captain smiled at Bai Yan: "Bai Yan, this is my respect for you, and respect for the Hua Xia people. Your basketball skills are indeed great!"
Bai Yan smiled, nodded to the black captain as a courtesy.
With the College of Science forfeiting, they came in second, and the Art College took third place.
The all-Hua Xia team of the Literature College took the championship trophy!
Fu Chao’s lips trembled with excitement: "Brother Yan, we... are the champions?"
Bai Yan responded indifferently: "What else? I’ve said before if I take the field, I’m definitely taking the championship."
Either don’t do it, or do it the best you can!
That was Bai Yan’s principle!
"This is truly a miracle, Brother Yan!"
Even the composed Chen Fei and Zhang Kailei couldn’t help but show excitement on their faces.
Bai Yan chuckled: "If miracles had a color, it must be red."
"If miracles had a color, it must be red!"
Li Xu couldn’t help but shout skyward, his face flushed with unbelievable excitement!
"The color of miracles should be fucking red!"
"That’s right! It’s our Hua Xia red!!"
In the stands, Hua Xia exchange students from every college stood up and shouted in unison, without any rehearsal but in perfect harmony.
"If miracles had a color, it must be Hua Xia red!!!"
"If miracles had a color, it must be Hua Xia red!!!"
"If miracles had a color, it must be Hua Xia red!!!"
Each Hua Xia exchange student was shouting at the top of their lungs, their voices resounded like thunder, roaring and shaking the heavens, converging together like a tide, nearly lifting off the ceiling of the gymnasium.
All the foreign students were stupefied, their faces a mixture of shock and bewilderment, as they watched this scene unfold in disbelief.
They watched thousands of Hua Xia exchange students shouting in chorus at the same time, without any rehearsal, yet speaking with one voice.
That was the pride of a nation, the pride of being Hua Xia.
No other species on this planet could possess such a strong sense of national pride as the Yanhuang Race!
If miracles had a color, it must be the red of Hua Xia!
Bai Yan, he had created the impossible miracle!