As Ye Lingchen moved forward, the cheers around him rose one after another. They did not know if Ye Lingchen could beat the Stick Nation, but they could not afford to lose with that momentum.
For a moment, the dispirited Chinese people could not help but place all their hopes on Ye Lingchen because of the three presidents.
Zhao Ritian looked at Ye Lingchen's back and was a little lost for a moment.
Of course, he did not think that the three presidents were stupid enough to invite Ye Lingchen. Moreover, he had played against Ye Lingchen before and could feel his strength. He muttered in a low voice, 'I hope you can bring glory to the Chinese basketball world!'
The people from the Stick Nation looked at Ye Lingchen with a frown, unsure of where he came from.
At that moment, the Stick Nation player who was blocked by Ye Lingchen on the basketball court looked at Ye Lingchen with an unfriendly gaze, then raised his hand and gave Ye Lingchen an inverted thumbs up, full of provocation.
Seeing that, the Stick Nation's people also came back to their senses and began to cheer wildly, suppressing the Chinese people's momentum.
"I didn't expect you to be a member of the Capital City Basketball Association. That's good too. You dared to block my dunk, so I'll teach you a lesson!" When Ye Lingchen walked in front of him, the man's eyes narrowed and he said to Ye Lingchen coldly.
He was wearing the number 10 jersey. Judging from the reactions of others, even if he was not the Stick Nation's captain, he was still a core figure in the team.
Ye Lingchen just glanced at him indifferently and walked straight past him as if he did not hear what he said.
Disregard!
Compared to any words, disregard was the greatest insult!
Such behavior made the number 10 player's face even more gloomy. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and all the players quickly returned to their positions.
"This little guy has quite the imposing manner." Bureau Chief Fang looked at Ye Lingchen with a look of approval and could not help but smile. No matter what, Ye Lingchen's imposing manner had at least suppressed the situation.
"It's not just his imposing manner. His skills can completely crush Qian Sen!" Pan Heng had returned to his original position and said.
"Oh?" Bureau Chief Fang raised his eyebrows slightly. Qian Sen was the current captain and his skills had been recognized by everyone, yet he was crushed.
He looked at the court again and saw that the Capital City Basketball Association's players were looking at Ye Lingchen with a hint of respect!
Zhang He also laughed loudly and said with great anticipation, "Hahaha, Bureau Chief Fang, the show is about to start!"
"I can see that you guys are very confident!" Bureau Chief Fang couldn't help but laugh. "Is there any hope of turning the tables?"
"I'm afraid it'll be difficult to turn the tables around!" Qin Yuan sighed. "There's still hope if he goes on stage at the beginning of the match, but there are only twenty minutes left. It's too difficult …"
Their score was too far behind, and their opponent was an international professional player. It was almost impossible for them to catch up.
"Even if we can't win, at least we won't let the Stick Nation look down on us!" Pan Heng continued.
The referee began the countdown. Everyone's hearts sank as they watched the match nervously. The match was about to continue!
The server was naturally the Stick Nation. They exchanged glances and looked at the calm Ye Lingchen with a hint of mockery.
"Kid, believe it or not, we'll make sure you can't even touch the ball!" Player number 10 mocked Ye Lingchen.
"You can try." Ye Lingchen's reaction was extremely calm from the start of the match. It was the kind of calmness that made him look down on his opponent. That made the Stick Nation's players extremely unhappy.
Whoosh!
That was followed by a whistle.
The game began!
The Stick Nation served and the ball was sent directly to number 10.
Bang bang bang!
Player number 10 dribbled the ball without sprinting or passing. Instead, he moved forward bit by bit. Only the sound of the basketball hitting the ground could be heard throughout the stadium.
'Not moving?'
Those Chinese people who were looking forward to the match looked at Ye Lingchen and were slightly taken aback.
Ye Lingchen remained standing in the same place, calm and motionless.
"Shhhh ~ ~ ~"
Immediately, there was a burst of boos from the Stick Nation's crowd.
"Wahahaha, I thought he was some amazing existence. It turns out that he's just a pretentious piece of trash."
"F * ck! What's this guy doing? Posing? What does he think this is? "
"I know, this guy is obviously here to be funny! Is this the entertainment provided by the Chinese? "
"I can't take it anymore. Do you want me to die of laughter?"
…
In contrast to the Stick Nation, the Chinese team was silent and somewhat confused.
Not to mention them, even the Stick Nation's players were stunned. Then, they could not help but sneer. They had prepared themselves mentally, but it turned out that it was just a bluff.
Player number 10 laughed as well. He dribbled the ball while slowly approaching Ye Lingchen.
"Kid, at least you have some self-awareness. You know that resistance is useless." He said sarcastically. Then, his body suddenly sank and the speed of his dribbling suddenly increased. Like a cheetah about to sprint, he passed by Ye Lingchen at an extremely fast speed.
However, the moment he passed by Ye Lingchen, his entire body froze. The dribbling sound stopped, and all the rhythm was abruptly interrupted. It was as if the power was suddenly cut off in the middle of a movie. Everyone's heart skipped a beat and slowed down by half a beat.
Player number 10's pupils contracted to the extreme. He felt his hand go empty and his brain short-circuited. To be honest, he did not know what happened.
When he looked again, the basketball was already in Ye Lingchen's hand. He was still maintaining his previous action. If it were not for the basketball in his hand, no one would have thought that he moved.
"What the hell … is going on?"
"He intercepted the ball just like that? I'm sorry, I didn't see anything. Can you rewind time? "
"Awesome … Awesome, awesome!"
"It's too scary. He's going to go to heaven!"
"Don't say anything else. I can't use words to express my admiration!"
…
The Chinese people suddenly exploded. One by one, they could not help but stand up, feeling goosebumps all over their bodies. Although they did not understand what happened, it was enough to see Ye Lingchen intercept the ball!
They had been repressed for too long and it was rare to see a counterattack. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads in summer.
The smiles on the Stick Nation's people, who were originally laughing at Ye Lingchen, froze. They stared so hard that their eyeballs almost popped out as if they had seen a ghost.
However, Ye Lingchen still stood in the same place after grabbing the ball. He did not dribble either, as if he had done something insignificant. Under everyone's gaze, he raised his hand and lightly threw the ball back to player number 10.
"Come on, again!"
…
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