The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 35: If I Win, You’ll Marry Me

The crowd angrily spoke, but Ye Qingtian was already asleep, completely ignoring them.

Qin Lingyue and the others trembled with anger but were helpless.

The third quarter of the match began, and the School of Finance started a counterattack.

But it seemed the opponents had long detected Hou Tianlei’s tactics, completely guarding the three-point line, with only Geoffrey guarding the inside.

For a while, the School of Finance fell into a difficult situation again.

The outside shooting was completely blocked, and for inside breakthroughs, not to mention Geoffrey’s large defensive range, the others were also following up very promptly.

The game turned into a stalemate, and by the end of the third quarter, the score was 38 to 71, a vast difference.

Catching up 33 points in one quarter was simply impossible.

The School of Finance’s side was full of despair.

Especially Hou Tianlei and the others, their faces ashen, eyes filled with despair.

Winning this match was impossible!

Even putting two black players in couldn’t secure a win!

Having never lost in basketball, how could Hou Tianlei endure such humiliation in front of so many people?

In his most proficient field, it turned out like this.

"You’ve done great! Even if we lose, we’re still runners-up!"

Song Xuefei consoled.

Qin Lingyue said, "Yes, it’s just those two black guys are strong! The others can’t compare to you guys!"

"Right, you’re still the strongest at Jin City University. Black players aren’t from our country, there’s no need to compare with them!"

Chu Zhijun consoled, "Now you need to lift your spirits and fight them to the last moment; just don’t lose too badly!"

"Yes, even if we lose, we must lose with dignity!"

Hou Tianlei and his team lifted their spirits and went back to the game.

In the final quarter, the School of Finance aimed to close the gap, not to lose too badly.

But the School of Science wanted to score over a hundred. Both sides played fiercely, full of tension.

Physical clashes between both sides grew more frequent...

"Bang!"

Liu Yisi broke through, elbowed Zhang Chenyi, knocking him down.

Zhang Chenyi lay on the ground rolling, seemingly out of breath.

"Get up, coward! You can’t handle that?"

Liu Yisi sneered, wagging a finger at Zhang Chenyi.

The actions were always there, but now they were more apparent.

Zhang Chenyi struggled to get up and continued the game.

"Rumble..."

Not long after, Liu Yisi backed Zhang Chenyi again, knocking him out.

Zhang Chenyi groaned painfully on the ground, blood oozing from his body.

"What are you doing? Fighting or playing?"

An extreme chaos ensued between the sides.

"Boss, wake up! Quickly wake up! Second’s been hit!"

The Fatty shook Ye Chenfeng awake.

"What’s going on?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"Second was hit by the black guy! He’s injured!"

The Fatty reported.

"Let’s go, let’s see!"

Ye Qingtian said with a face as cold as water, walking step by step toward the edge of the basketball court.

"Are you okay?"

"Boss, I am okay, just... just lost my breath... These guys play dirty..."

Zhang Chenyi said with difficulty.

Although he claimed to be fine, his face and arms were covered with bruises.

There was also a bloody scratch on his right arm, with blood oozing out.

Clearly, this game was intense, with high confrontation levels.

"Who hit you?"

Ye Chenfeng’s voice suddenly turned icy.

"It’s that guy!"

The Fatty pointed to Liu Yisi.

"Alright, you rest, I’ll play the match!"

Ye Qingtian calmly said.

"What? You’ll play the match?"

Zhang Chenyi was stunned.

"What? Don’t you believe in me?"

Zhang Chenyi hesitated; Ye Qingtian couldn’t play basketball, how could he play against a group of professionals?

This was a level of confrontation never seen before, even Hou Tianlei couldn’t adapt to it.

But thinking back to military training, the classroom, the King, the Huatie Hotel, Ye Qingtian never disappointed. He was practically omnipotent.

Thinking of this, a determination emerged in Zhang Chenyi’s eyes: "Alright, Boss, I believe in you!"

"No, absolutely not! How can someone who can’t play basketball go up? Wouldn’t that just widen the score gap and make our loss more humiliating?"

Hou Tianlei’s voice immediately resounded.

"Yes, why go up there? To get bullied? Truly oblivious to the limits!"

Qin Lingyue shouted angrily at Ye Qingtian.

"Ye Qingtian, just don’t go up. Don’t mess things up now! You can’t even play basketball!"

Song Xuefei said weakly.

"Yes, we admit you’re good at fighting. But is that basketball?"

"We’re about to lose the game, don’t rub salt into the wound!"

"Yes, Big Brother, now’s not the time for you to show off! Get down quickly!"

The people from the School of Finance all berated.

"Who said the game is lost?"

Ye Qingtian suddenly said.

Everyone froze: "What? You mean the match can still be won?"

"How is that possible? 33 points behind, would the opponents stand there and let you shoot?"

Hou Tianlei was filled with anger and said coldly, "Ye Qingtian, at a time like this, just don’t make a spectacle of yourself!"

Ye Qingtian seemed to be deliberately opposing him.

"Then can you win the match?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"I..."

Hou Tianlei was momentarily at a loss, but his eyes flickered, and he changed his tone, "Fine, go ahead, I’ll see how you plan to win the match!"

If the match was lost, the most humiliating one would be him. Now with Ye Qingtian stepping up to bear it, Hou Tianlei didn’t mind at all.

Ye Qingtian’s antics could even divert everyone’s attention.

"Wait!" Qin Lingyue suddenly spoke, looking at Ye Qingtian and asking, "What if you can’t win the match?"

"I’ll voluntarily leave Jin City, disappear from your sight."

Ye Qingtian said calmly.

"Alright, if you win, I, Qin Lingyue, will marry you!"

Qin Lingyue said angrily.

"What? The School Beauty Qin actually proposed such a condition? Is she crazy?"

"Crazy? Do you think the match can be won?"

...

The crowd buzzed with discussions.

Upon hearing this, Song Xuefei’s heart skipped a beat.

Could it be she really won’t see Ye Qingtian again in the future?

Song Xuefei pinched herself hard: Song Xuefei, at this time, are you still thinking about these things?

Regarding Qin Lingyue’s condition, Ye Qingtian snorted disdainfully and stepped onto the basketball court.

"Whoa? Who’s this?"

"A foreign aid you’ve hired?"

"Is anyone just being thrown in there? Hou Tianlei, for the last quarter, we should get serious! Enjoy this quarter!"

Liu Hankun said angrily.

Hou Tianlei’s face grew darker, because of Ye Qingtian’s appearance, thoroughly angering the opponents.

"If we lose, it’s all your fault!"

Hou Tianlei roared and went to serve.

The fourth quarter began, and the School of Finance served the ball.

Sure enough, the School of Science immediately launched a full-court press, tightly guarding every person.

Except for one person, Ye Qingtian, who was completely left open.

Liu Hankun and the others knew the background, that someone who didn’t know how to play basketball was on.

There was no need to defend.

The other three were completely blocked, and Hou Tianlei couldn’t serve the ball out.

"Pass it to the Boss!"

The Fatty anxiously shouted from the side.

Seeing the time running out, Hou Tianlei passed the ball to the undefended Ye Qingtian.

"Heh, I’ll just steal it back!"

Liu Hankun sneered, leisurely chasing after.

What no one expected was that after Ye Qingtian caught the ball, he immediately made a shooting gesture.

"Ye Qingtian, it’s full court! Are you crazy? Why are you shooting?"

Hou Tianlei, Feng Tianhao, and the others shouted angrily.

"Hahaha..."

"Turns out he really doesn’t know how to play!"

Liu Hankun and the others laughed, looking at Ye Qingtian as if he were an idiot.

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