The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 34: Such a Keyboard Warrior

Qin Lingyue glared at Ye Qingtian angrily: "Is it because you can’t play basketball and feel unbalanced because Hou Tianlei steals the spotlight? Why are you being so sour here?"

Seeing Ye Qingtian not speaking, Chu Zhijun chimed in: "Look at yourself, what do you have to compare with Hou Tianlei? Hou Tianlei could be a dominant leader or a super company’s helmsman in the future. And you? Relying on fighting to become a bodyguard or security guard?"

Jiang Zixuan gave Ye Qingtian a deep look: "Ye Qingtian, the game hasn’t even started, you’re being a bit too much!"

Song Xuefei nodded in agreement: "That’s right. Besides, I’m in the same school as Hou Tianlei, and as far as I know, he has never lost a game, not even once, this time will be no exception!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhijun’s eyes lit up: "Tianlei, play well, senior is cheering for you! As for those who are jealous of what they can’t get, just ignore them, they’re just talking nonsense!"

Hou Tianlei nodded heavily and gave Ye Qingtian an arrogant look.

"School of Finance will win for sure!"

The finals of the freshman basketball game began, and both teams entered the court.

Both sides took their positions. Hou Tianlei, in the small forward position, found that Liu Hankun, in the same position, was surprisingly playing point guard, matched up against the African-American Liu Yisi, who was a full head taller than him.

Not far away, Liu Hankun made a throat-slitting gesture towards Hou Tianlei, looking extremely arrogant.

The game officially started with a jump ball.

The School of Finance had a 192 cm tall guy, but Geoffrey, the nearly two-meter-tall African-American center from the opposing team, gently tapped the ball towards his own side.

School of Science had the ball, and Liu Hankun controlled the play to organize the offense.

Liu Hankun just dribbled past half court when the African-American center came up to set a screen.

The School of Finance expanded their defense, pressing closely.

But who knew the screen by the African-American center was a fake, a lure; he cut to the basket on a backdoor run.

Liu Hankun threw the ball high, and Geoffrey caught it mid-air, dunking it ferociously.

The whole crowd was shaken, faces filled with incredulous expressions.

The School of Science was riding high, cheers continuing without pause.

"Stay steady!"

Hou Tianlei personally handled the ball, organizing the offense.

Hou Tianlei dribbled the ball between his legs continuously, showing flashy yet solid fundamental skills.

It seemed he was showing off his skills, but in actuality, he was looking for an opportunity to break through on offense.

However, his defender Liu Yisi was truly as steady as a rock, not showing the slightest flaw, keeping a close eye on him.

"I’ll have to give it a try!"

Suddenly, Hou Tianlei accelerated, breaking to the left.

In the team, Hou Tianlei was famous for his speed, unmatched, earning the nickname ’Little Sports Car.’

But Liu Yisi in front of him was not slow at all, not only blocking his breakthrough path but also sticking close, using his long arms to tightly seal Hou Tianlei, leaving him unable to break through or retreat, trapped in a dilemmatic situation.

"Bang!"

At that moment, a shadow appeared, stealing the ball from Hou Tianlei.

"It’s Liu Hankun!"

After stealing the ball, Liu Hankun hurried on a fast break, bouncing the ball to Geoffrey, who was already rushing downfield.

Geoffrey caught the ball and delivered another powerful dunk!

The School of Finance basketball team seemed to be dumbfounded.

"Pass more! In terms of individual abilities, we’re not their match!"

A dissatisfied voice from Feng Tianhao rang in Hou Tianlei’s ear.

"Hoo!"

Hou Tianlei took a deep breath, secretly swearing to regain his dignity.

When the School of Finance inbounded the ball, the School of Science began a full-court press, tightly locking down everyone.

Zhang Chenyi barely got the ball out, aiming for Hou Tianlei.

Hou Tianlei was about to go for the ball, but felt a strong force on his right side, pressing down hard on him.

Looking again, Liu Yisi had already rushed out, intercepting the ball and quick-passing to Liu Hankun on the outside.

"Swish!"

Liu Hankun raised his hand, and the ball fell, hitting a three-pointer perfectly.

"I don’t believe it!"

On offense for the School of Finance, Hou Tianlei continued to dribble, but didn’t dribble for long, passing the ball to others after three or four dribbles.

One must say, the School of Finance’s players had excellent harmony.

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Tianhao lobbed the ball to the cutting Hou Tianlei.

With non-stop moving and precise footwork, Hou Tianlei shook off Liu Yisi, driving directly to the basket.

Two points!

Finally about to score!

Hou Tianlei went up for the layup quickly, but at the decisive moment, a massive shadow surged like a tide, obscuring his vision.

"Clap!"

A crisp sound reached Hou Tianlei’s ear, and also the feeling of his body losing balance under immense force, flying sideways.

A block!

A timely defensive help by Geoffrey smothered Hou Tianlei, sending both player and ball flying outwards with a massive block.

The ball flew towards the backcourt where Liu Yisi caught it, pulling up for a stop-and-shoot three-pointer that went in securely.

Meanwhile, Hou Tianlei was blasted back seven or eight meters.

to 0!

Within less than three minutes of the game opening, the School of Finance suffered a 10 to 0 run.

"Faster than I predicted!"

Ye Qingtian said flatly.

"If you’re so good at talking, why don’t you go up there and play?"

"Did you forget he doesn’t actually know how to play? He only knows how to make snide remarks here!"

Qin Lingyue and her friends looked at him angrily.

Hou Tianlei, lying on the ground, felt the world spinning around him...

Since he started playing basketball, this sort of situation was definitely a first.

Everything today was practically more humiliating than being defeated by Yokota Chikuin, even more embarrassing than being bested by Ye Qingtian in class...

"No way! I’m the captain of the basketball team, how can I give up like this?"

Hou Tianlei’s eyes gleamed coldly as he picked himself up from the ground.

"Hou Tianlei, just surrender! This level of game intensity isn’t something you can handle!"

Liu Hankun sneered.

Liu Hankun had always been competing with Hou Tianlei for the position of captain, and this basketball game was very crucial.

He pulled some strings to bring two African-American foreign students into the School of Science.

The goal was to win the freshman basketball championship!

"I won’t surrender!"

Hou Tianlei replied coldly.

The game continued...

Slowly, the School of Finance adapted to this intensity, finally beginning to score points.

But there was still a huge gap, trailing significantly at halftime with a score of 22 to 53.

"Hou Tianlei, you guys are still great, and besides, we have a chance!"

Song Xuefei and other girls stepped up to encourage, even Chu Zhijun personally supported Hou Tianlei.

"Guys, in the second half, we need to stay steady! We can’t handle the inside game! In the second half, we’ll focus on long-range shots! We must make a push in the third quarter!"

Hou Tianlei set the tactics, arousing the players’ fighting spirit.

"School of Finance, champions!"

Qin Lingyue and her friends cheered with all the freshmen of the academy, as if the School of Finance could rally.

"Struggling futilely, I’ll take a nap, call me when it’s over."

Ye Qingtian shook his head, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

"You..."

Qin Lingyue, Song Xuefei, and the others were so angry they could barely contain themselves.

"How can someone like this exist? It’s infuriating!"

"He’s just a jerk! Even if they lost, they’d still be our School of Finance’s heroes! Second place isn’t bad!"

"Exactly! He’s just a keyboard warrior who knows how to rant!"