NOVPUB"Wu Bin, forget it, don’t stoop to his level. These rich kids aren’t the brightest."
The most nervous among them was Song Bing.
He had only intended to give Wu Bin a heads-up, not actually have him play basketball.
After all, he was well aware of Wu Bin’s physical condition.
Wu Bin seemed perfectly fine on a normal day, just like anyone else.
But whenever some foolhardy kid didn’t believe it, Wu Bin always ended up in unexpected predicaments.
Song Bing didn’t want any accidents for Wu Bin; he was their dorm’s ticket to guaranteed research opportunities.
Wu Bin said with a smile, "It’s no big deal, I haven’t played in a long while anyway, just playing with the kids."
Wu Bin didn’t realize there was anything amiss with his statement, but to Fan Yian and the others, it sounded overly pretentious.
"Just playing with the kids? Wu Bin, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Our center here is called Feng Han, he’s the main center of our Agricultural University team, a professional player in Dragon Country’s college basketball," Fan Yian said.
"In front of him, you’re the child," Fan Yian added.
Feng Han looked at Wu Bin with disdain.
As a professional athlete, he despised men like Wu Bin who seemed frail.
A man should have a robust physique!
What right does a frail college student who’s popular merely by being alive have to call them kids?
Feng Han arrogantly said to Wu Bin, "Wu Bin, right? You can still take back what you said. Otherwise, you might cry later when I play against you..."
Feng Han hadn’t finished his sentence when Wu Bin picked up a basketball and bounced it on the ground.
With just that one bounce, Wu Bin’s aura suddenly changed.
Fan Yian and the others, being ordinary people, hadn’t reacted yet, but Feng Han, as a professional athlete, could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from Wu Bin!
Impossible!
What was going on!
Feng Han had only felt such pressure in the national youth team before.
How could Wu Bin, a frail college student, possess such intense pressure!
"Main center, you say?"
Wu Bin said with a slight smile, "That’s precisely who I play against."
Song Bing and Xue Qiang were stunned as they stood by.
"Damn, is Wu Bin that cool?"
"Wu Bin, can you really play basketball?"
Song Bing remained skeptical about Wu Bin’s basketball skills.
After all, since the school year had started, he had never seen Wu Bin play basketball.
Typically, those who like basketball display certain characteristics more or less.
For example, they might occasionally come across basketball videos when browsing, have a jersey in their dorm, or suddenly do a fadeaway shot while walking.
But Wu Bin showed none of these signs.
Xue Qiang was already fired up.
"Who cares about that, just go for it, crush them!"
Xue Qiang was notoriously impulsive.
They had been pressured by Fan Yian earlier, and he had been bottling up frustration.
Now that he saw Wu Bin stepping onto the court, Xue Qiang was naturally ecstatic.
Liang Ren suggested that Wu Bin take his place, and then the three of them headed to the basketball court.
Fan Yian confidently said to Wu Bin, "Just to let you know the street basketball rules, two teams compete, first to score three baskets wins, got it?"
Wu Bin nodded with a smile.
"Okay, who’ll start?"
Fan Yian shrugged with disdain.
"You start, consider it a favor," Fan Yian said.
After saying this, Fan Yian gestured, indicating they could start any time.
Song Bing on the other side stretched out his hand towards Wu Bin.
"Wu Bin, pass it to me," he said.
Song Bing’s plan was to ensure that if Wu Bin passed the ball to him, he would drive to the basket no matter what.
Only in this way could Wu Bin be best protected from injuries.
Little did anyone know, Wu Bin had merely slapped the ground once, then executed a jump shot.
The ball traced a beautiful arc in the air and went straight into the basket!
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Fan Yian, who was in charge of defending Wu Bin, was even more stunned.
This guy stood beyond the three-point line and just shot from there?
That accurate?
"Scored one." Wu Bin said nonchalantly.
As if he had just done something completely ordinary.
Feng Han realized something was off and approached Fan Yian, saying, "Mr. Fan, should I defend him instead?"
"Get lost!"
Fan Yian was furious.
"I just wasn’t paying attention just now, I won’t let my guard down this time.",
Fan Yian threw the basketball to Wu Bin, signaling him to continue.
As Fan Yian had anticipated, Wu Bin took the ball and again assumed a shooting posture.
Fan Yian propelled himself upward, leaping high, attempting to block Wu Bin.
Little did he know, Wu Bin gave a slight smile, bounced the ball once on the ground, and sidestepped.
Fan Yian’s leap was indeed impressive; he jumped very high.
But having been fooled, the higher he jumped, the more foolish and awkward he appeared.
Right beside Fan Yian, Wu Bin took a standstill jump shot, and the ball went into the basket again.
Fan Yian was instantly sweating profusely.
"Two points now."
Wu Bin looked at Fan Yian, his face calm.
"Your defense is no good, just like air."
As soon as Wu Bin said this, the online viewers in the live stream went wild.
"Damn, that trash talk stings!"
"The guy is completely dumbfounded, back-to-back three-pointers, two shots, both hits, who wouldn’t be confused by that?"
"Didn’t expect Brother Wu to shoot that well, seems like when he said he was just playing with kids, he wasn’t joking."
Anyone who plays basketball regularly knows hitting two consecutive three-pointers isn’t something to brag about.
After all, as long as one has a bit of accuracy, the probability of hitting two consecutive three-pointers is quite high.
But there is a big difference between being bewildered and shooting seriously.
From Wu Bin’s composed and self-assured expression, it was clear that he was very confident when he made those three-point shots.
The difference was huge.
It showed that Wu Bin was extremely confident in his shooting expertise.
Just this confidence alone is not something ordinary people can compare with.
Wu Bin took the ball from Song Bing and looked at Fan Yian, saying calmly, "Mr. Fan, last point, better defend well now."
All eyes were on Fan Yian.
The more arrogant Fan Yian had acted before, the more embarrassed he was now.
Miscalculated, he hadn’t expected Wu Bin to be a basketball expert!
Feng Han also realized Fan Yian was no match for Wu Bin, he gave Zhao Peng a look, signaling him to help defend.
Who knew that the moment Zhao Peng moved closer, Wu Bin took the ball and raised his hand to shoot.
Fan Yian was startled, again?
But wiser from the previous experience, this time Fan Yian did not jump fully, worried it was another feint by Wu Bin. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Indeed, he had guessed right.
Wu Bin didn’t shoot, but after faking a shooting posture, he quickly dipped his body low.
He was going to dribble past!
Fan Yian realized this, but Wu Bin’s speed was just too fast, he couldn’t react!
There was a conflict between Fan Yian’s mind and body, and in an instant, he lost his coordination and fell to the ground with a thud.
