Return Of The Soldier King Chapter 64 Three Points In Midfield

"Won't run..."

Ye Fei's words made everyone on the basketball court fall momentarily silent.

Wu Haomin's team mercilessly laughed at him.

"You won't run? Xu Gang, congratulations, you found a telegraph pole to play for you!"

Ye Fei smiled indifferently, but not out of magnanimity. On the contrary, he was a man who made sure he always had the last laugh.

Xu Gang glanced at Ye Fei uncertainly and huddled together with three of his teammates for a small meeting.

"Brother, I don't think this guy can play basketball," one of the players frowned.

"I know he can't, but do we have a choice? Just ignored him, imagine he doesn't exist," Xu Gang whispered coldly.

"But basketball is for five people. We four can't win on our own!" the point guard, Jiang Tao, was a little hesitant.

"Enough; this is it. We're going to do our best this time. We can't lose to them! We can't let them take Qin Xiaomeng, or we won't be able to show our faces in public anymore! Of course, we have to win for Na Ling too!" Xu Gang exclaimed.

"h.e.l.l yeah!"

The match restarted with the roar of the team's cheer.

Because Na Ling was injured, Xu Gang had the right to the ball. He ignored Ye Fei and started running across the court.

Ye Fei followed at a brisk walk.

He really didn't run, but his positioning was very precise.

Although Ye Fei didn't often play basketball, his ability to control the field of play was better than these students'.

Xu Gang did not appear to intend to pa.s.s the ball to Ye Fei, no matter how his position was. As a result, he soon lost the ball to the opposing team.

Wu Haomin immediately organized a counterattack.

"Defense! Defense!"

Xu Gang waved his hands and bellowed, but it was too late. Wu Haomin had the ball and was making his way unopposed toward the goal post. With a three-step run-up, the ball was in.

After landing, Wu Haomin cheered excitedly and blew a kiss toward Qin Xiaomeng.

"What a... creep." Qin Xiaomeng's face flushed, her delicate fists tightly clenched.

Ye Fei heard Xu Gang grunt, "c.r.a.p!" under his breath before continuing to dribble and organized the next attack.

Ye Fei sneered at him, but still stood in the midfield and did not move.

Xu Gang pa.s.sed the ball to the point guard and ran to take position underneath the opposing team's goal post. The point guard was dribbling and slowly advancing when, suddenly, Ye Fei stole the ball.

Stole the ball?

Everyone stopped and gawked at him in confusion. Why would he steal the ball from his own teammate? What was this nonsense?

Didn't he know the rules of basketball?

"Ye Fei, why did you steal the ball? Give it back to the point guard! Don't you know the rules of the game? Just stand aside and don't make trouble!" Xu Gang shouted from across the court.

"Give me the ball!" The point guard grunted through gritted teeth.

"No."

Ye Fei firmly shook his head.

The point guard had no choice but to try to steal back the ball, but he just couldn't seem to maneuver around Ye Fei. The power forward came back to help him.

This ridiculous scene made every onlooker burst out laughing.

They often watched the university's basketball matches, but this was the first time they'd seen anything this silly!

On the court, Wu Haomin and his teammates were almost choking with laughter.

The referee, Wei Ping'an, shouted amidst stifled sn.i.g.g.e.rs, "Hey, kid, if you can't play basketball, maybe you should leave the match. Don't spoil the sport."

Just then, still in the midfield, Ye Fei suddenly jumped up and took a shot at the goal post.

A score from the midfield would be worth three points!

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Was he pa.s.sing the ball or actually shooting for the net?

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

Xu Gang thought this guy really had no idea what he was doing. Letting him be the subst.i.tute seemed to be a mistake.

Xu Gang prepared to catch the ball on the rebound. He just hoped Ye Fei's strength was enough to actually bring the ball to him.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc through the air.

Swis.h.!.+

The ball went in.

Xu Gang, already coiled up to jump, was dumbfounded.

Wu Haomin and his teammates were stunned.

Wei Ping'an was stunned.

The whole audience was stunned.

The ball was in!

However, as the ball bounced up and down beneath the net, everyone was incredibly silent. No one cheered or shouted.

They were all shocked by Ye Fei's amazing basketball skills. Even an NBA star might not be able to score from such a distance.　

"You're the man, Ye Fei!" Qin Xiaomeng's sweet voice rang in everyone's ears.

This seemed to break the floodgates. The whole audience around the court began frantically cheering for the incredible shot.

Ye Fei smiled calmly. He wasn't too excited. He had already antic.i.p.ated the result.

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, this guy was playing us!" someone grumbled at Wu Haomin's side.

At first he frowned, but then he relaxed and a smug smile spread on his face, "I don't think so. It was just a lucky shot. I bet he can't do it again!"

The other players nodded. A 3-point goal from midfield couldn't happen twice.

If Ye Fei could really do that at will, he would be playing in the NBA or CBA, or might join the provincial team to play in the Chinese University Basketball a.s.sociation. Would he wear a pair of leather shoes to the basketball court?

"I'm not afraid of him! The gap is still more than 10 points; they can't win!" Wu Haomin cheered up his teammates and started attacking again.