The group that originally could hold back their emotions imdiately lost control after hearing Number Four’s words. Hell, if you hadn’t thought to tackle Hao Jian it would have been fine, but you went ahead and did it. You didn’t tackle him successfully, didn’t prevent Hao Jian from scoring, and then brazenly accused him of stepping on your head.
Are people idiots? Can’t they see who is right or wrong? Only you saw him step on your head, no one else? If you had fallen silently to the ground, maybe they wouldn’t have pursued your responsibility earlier. But unexpectedly, as soon as you got up, you accused Hao Jian of fouling and stepping on your head.
This is simply talking nonsense, and a big joke at that. Since you’re already so shaless, let’s make you even more so. So everyone began to criticize Number Four. Listening to them, Number Four’s face turned ashen, but just now Hao Jian really stepped on his head, or else he wouldn’t have said it.
However, he knew it clearly, but others pretended not to know, and how was he supposed to prove such a thing? So he stood there with a difficult and helpless expression.
At this mont, Gao Yanfei walked up to him, his face ashen, and scolded him: "What did you say to , shut up now!"
"But Brother Fei..." Number Four looked helpless, wanting to speak but hesitated, as he wasn’t sure how to explain this matter to Brother Fei. After all, it was just a step on his head, without any proof. He needed others to believe him.
However, just at this mont, Gao Yanfei asked him, puzzled: "Did Hao Jian really step on you just now?"
Number Four imdiately nodded and said: "Yes, suddenly he just flashed by , then stepped on my head. You see, if I had only fallen, I wouldn’t have smashed my mouth like this. Clearly, he stepped fiercely on and my face hit the ground, or else my teeth wouldn’t be almost shattered."
Speaking, Number Four painfully pointed to his mouth filled with blood and to the broken teeth in his mouth. Looks like he’ll have to get dentures, and won’t be able to eat properly for a while. Originally, Gao Yanfei was skeptical, having seen Number Four fall and lie on the ground without Hao Jian doing anything.
However, seeing Number Four’s face of honesty, and his mouth full of bloody broken teeth, Gao Yanfei showed a doubtful expression. Pausing, he said: "Can you keep going?"
Number Four originally wanted to say how can he continue with a mouthful of broken teeth, but when he looked at Hao Jian, he was angrily determined. He couldn’t leave the ga like this, or his grudge couldn’t be avenged, so he nodded and said: "I can continue, handle the wound a bit and I will keep playing. I must make that guy Hao Jian pay."
Hearing this, Gao Yanfei didn’t say anything, actively requested a ti-out from the referee to handle Number Four’s mouth wound. The referee agreed imdiately, so the ga went on break while Number Four got his wound treated. Soon, a few minutes later, Number Four was back in the ga. The match continued.
Fatty served the ball, this ti directly to Hao Jian, and as Hao Jian received the ball, Gao Yanfei aggressively stuck close to him. Suddenly, he looked at Hao Jian fiercely and said: "Kid, you better hold back, or watch out in the future."
But before he finished speaking, Hao Jian directly went past him, dribbling towards Class Five’s basket. He couldn’t quite understand why people act like this now; when they can’t beat him, they use underhanded tricks to block him, and now even threaten him verbally.
Is this thod really effective? You think if you threaten a bit I’ll be scared, and dare not score, letting you win and lose to you?
Hao Jian found it quite laughable. As he thought, he pushed into the inside line, seeing Number Four’s miserable state, and at this point, no one dared to stop him. He went in easily, made a beautiful layup, scored two points.
The referee imdiately gave two points to Class Three.
In the next few minutes, Hao Jian continuously scored several two-pointers, and Hu Lai and Fatty also scored points. Despite Fatty’s thick legs and waist, when he sprinted with the ball, his weight didn’t affect him at all, even acting as a natural barrier.
He broke into the inside line so even if soone wanted to stop him, they couldn’t; his fat acted as a barrier. Plus, his shooting accuracy was high, making him consistently scoring. So actually Fatty scored more than Hu Lai, second only to Hao Jian.
Next was Zheng Jun and Hu Lai, both scored a few goals. Compared to Class Three, Class Five could be said to have lost miserably, not scoring at all nor even touching the ball board, except for Gao Yanfei getting a few touches and so shooting chances.
Unfortunately, for so unknown reason, despite Gao Yanfei’s usual high shooting accuracy, he seed weak at this point, missing three or four shots, each ti just narrowly missing, even producing one airball, disappointing Class Five greatly.
Originally, Gao Yanfei’s Killing Intent instantly disappeared, replaced by dejection. The entire match, several shots missed, and under the basket were tall players, so missed shots ended up in tall players’ hands, imdiately passing to Hao Jian and scoring.
In the whole match, Class Five only ran back and forth, having done nothing else, frustrating them nearly to stomping in anger. Soon after, the referee blew the whistle, signaling the third round ended.
With the referee whistle, everyone’s eyes turned to the score board, Class Five’s 25 points, the third round no score scored, while Class Three had 51 points. The third round saw Class Three score over thirty points, overtaking half of Class Five’s score.
The entire place erupted; Class Three barely caught up in the second round, and people thought Class Five gave them a breather. But unexpectedly, in the third round, Class Three doubled the score, leaving Class Five at 25 points unchanged, while Class Three had 51 points. This change shocked and excited the whole crowd. At this point, nearly everyone was shouting Hao Jian’s na, all knowing this change was entirely due to Hao Jian. Without him, this result was impossible.
"Hao Jian! Aweso!"
The referee looked at the score board, bewildered; having watched many basketball gas in his years as a PE teacher, he’d never seen such a reversal before. This change entirely relied on one person’s power to turn the tide, astonishing him greatly. Watching Hao Jian, his eyes wide open.
Class Three mbers were elated, more excited than anyone else; they thought facing Class Five ant an inevitable loss, but this result had already greatly exceeded their expectations. Initially, they thought only not losing too badly was fine, but now they won spectacularly.
They never expected such a result, didn’t even dare think it, but Hao Jian took them there. It was truly uplifting. So, when Hao Jian ca off the field with Hu Lai, Class Three mbers ran over, hugging Hao Jian with cheers.
In contrast, Gao Yanfei, and Class Five, were desolate. This result was unexpected to Class Three and equally unexpected to Class Five. In their view, winning against Class Three was supposed to be easy, but unexpectedly, the outco headed this direction, absolutely beyond their expectations.
Originally, Gao Yanfei had a proud look, but after this round, he walked off the field with a face ashen, without saying anything. Soone offered water, he refused, even scowled at that person, scaring them away.
Class Five remained in an awkward atmosphere.
At this ti, Gao Yanfei suddenly said: "There’s still one last round, and we can definitely chase the score and surpass them, showing our power."
"Hmph! They’re just a rabble, not worth fearing!" Gao Yanfei said fiercely.
Others listened to him in silence, expressions somber.
Previously, Class Five had many gathered, but unknowingly, people reduced, and even seed to be reducing more.
Gao Yanfei looked over at Class Three, seeing Hao Jian’s joyful appearance, felt anger simring inside, angrily thought: "Just wait!"
As for Hao Jian, he paid no heed to any of this, started planning for the upcoming last round of the match!
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