Got a little brother?

  Got a new little brother?

  Just as victory and defeat were about to be decided, the game was suspended. The scene suddenly fell silent. Curses and shouts filled the air.

  Seeing this situation, Sun Yào immediately explained loudly: "Everyone, please calm down! Be quiet for a moment!"

  When Sun Yaoke spoke up, everyone else didn't dare make a fuss either. After all, Sun Yaoke was still quite popular in Second High School.

  "I know you're all anxious. To be honest, I am too! More than any of you, I want to know the result. Just now, Liu Feng and Wang Jun presented us with a fantastic match. But..." Sun Yao said, changing his tone.

  "What's called a great match requires a certain price to be paid. The two of them have exhausted themselves. I believe everyone doesn't want such a great match to end in an anticlimax, right? So, I took the initiative and temporarily stopped their match. Let them take a short rest and catch their breath. After ten minutes, let them decide the winner! If anyone is dissatisfied, they can come find me anytime." Sun Yao explained the reason in one breath.

  Liu Feng and the other person did not have any disagreement. After all, this was a crucial ball. Only after resting well can one recover to their best state, even if they lose, there will be no regrets.

  Sweating profusely, he walked towards where Lin Jingyun and Liang Jing were standing. Meanwhile, Lin Jingyun had already prepared a bottle of mineral water.

  Liu Feng took it and didn't hesitate, twisting off the cap. He downed nearly half the bottle in one gulp.

  On the side, Liang Jing carefully took out a handkerchief to wipe Liu Feng's sweat and gently said: "Drink slowly, don't choke!"

  Liu Feng felt too happy at this moment, silly smile on his face.

  Lin Jingyun couldn't bear to watch anymore. He immediately interrupted, "Hey, I'm saying! This flirting has got to be done at the right time! So many people are watching!"

  Liu Feng suddenly remembered that he was the focus of attention today. He looked around and found that everyone was staring at him. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He glared fiercely at Lin Jingyun, as if to say "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

  As for Liang Jing, her face had already turned bright red, and she tightly covered her own face, not daring to look at anyone again.

  Lin Jingyun shrugged his shoulders.

  "Are you confident about this crucial shot?" Lin Jinyun asked anxiously.

  "Don't worry! Old Three, with Brother Feng taking action, it's a sure thing!" Liu Feng said confidently.

  "But now the serve is not in your hands!" Lin Jingyun continued.

  "This is nothing! You watch! See how I win!" Liu Feng's face didn't reveal any pressure, full of confidence.

  The whistle sounded and Sun Yaw summoned the two back. The match continued.

  The two returned to the court, Wang Jun looked at Liu Feng's relaxed face and said: "What? You still don't admit defeat? The serve is in my hands, do you think there's still a chance?"

  After rebirth, Liu Feng's mentality had matured a lot and he didn't lose confidence due to the other person's few words. Instead, he said with a smile: "How about it, do you think you've won for sure? As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the more painful the fall. What do you think?"

  Seeing that the momentum was not overwhelming Liu Feng, Wang Jun's face sank, and he said coldly: "Then let's see who wins on the court!" After finishing speaking, he walked towards the edge of the court. Liu Feng also followed him.

  Received the basketball from Sun Yeo's hands. Wang Jun no longer hesitated. Immediately dribbled and launched an attack.

  Wang Jun estimated that he would have to rely on his own brute strength to slowly bring the ball forward.

  Liu Feng wanted to steal the ball, but was blocked by Wang Jun's tall figure and couldn't touch the ball at all.

  "If I continue like this, I'll definitely lose! Am I really going to lose?" This thought had just risen when Liu Feng instantly passed it by.

  "No way, I have to think of a method. Do I really have to use that trick?" Liu Feng's mind was racing quickly.

  Liu Feng's defense of the basket is getting closer and closer. At this moment, Wang Jun's face has already burst into a smile, as if he has already won.

  Liu Feng's face remained expressionless.

  "Haha! Liu Feng, you're definitely going to lose." Wang Jun turned around and raised the ball high above his head.

  "Not good!" Liu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he retreated instead of advancing. He took two big steps back.

  "Go die!" Wang Jun sneered with a smile. He threw the ball towards the basket, and based on his past experience of throwing parabolic curves, this ball was sure to go in. Wang Jun had already seen the dawn of victory.

  But what happened next made Wang Jun's eyes almost pop out of his head. He simply couldn't believe it.

  Too unbelievable.

  The ball didn't go in! The basketball was fifty centimeters away from the hoop and it seemed like it was about to enter the net.

  But at this moment, a hand was inserted into the middle and intercepted the flying basketball.

  It was Liu Feng, he took two steps back and arrived under the basket. Seeing Wang Jun throwing the ball out, he didn't hesitate anymore, made a deep squat, then jumped up with all his might. His whole body shot out like a rocket.

  The basket is three meters high! And Liu Feng's height is only about 1.75 meters. To reach out and intercept the basketball with his hands, that requires a huge amount of jumping power!

  Liu Feng did it after all. Moreover, the timing was calculated precisely. In the end, he intercepted the ball successfully.

  This can hardly be called a miracle.

  Everyone present was stunned. Is this still human? Such an action can't even be done by Wang Jun himself.

  Until Liu Feng ran forward with the ball, Wang Jun was shocked and woke up. He wanted to catch up, but it was too late.

  Watching Liu Feng standing steadily outside the three-point line, just like last time, ended the game with an accurate three-pointer.

  Liu Feng defeated Wang Jun 30-28.

  Suddenly, the scene erupted in cheers. The crowd shouted out Liu Feng's name loudly.

  That figure who jumped up high was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

  The final counterattack, Liu Feng relied on his own strength to turn defeat into victory.

  Wang Jun's face turned iron-green. In that instant, Wang Jun was like falling from heaven to hell. Just like that, victory slipped through his fingers.

  But reality is just so cruel.

  Liu Feng actually didn't care about these empty titles, so he hadn't forgotten the original intention of the competition. He slowly walked up to Wang Jun's face.

  "Wang Jun, the game is over. You've seen the result too. Shouldn't our grudge be settled now?" Liu Feng said in a cold tone.

  "Liu Feng, I have to admire you. In such a situation, you can still turn the tide of battle. To be honest, that one jump thoroughly scared me. Although I'm so much taller than you, I just barely reached the rim. So, in this game, I lost without regret!" Wang Jun said calmly.

  "Since it's like this, then let's just say it's settled!" Seeing that things had been resolved, Liu Feng prepared to leave.

  "Wait a minute!" Wang Jun hastily shouted.

  "Huh? Anything else?" Liu Feng thought Wang Jun was having second thoughts!

  "Although our bet is over, I still have an unreasonable request. I hope you can agree!" said Wang Jun.

  "Speak up!" Liu Feng didn't rush to respond.

  "I want to be your younger brother!" Wang Jun said calmly.

  "What?" Liu Feng thought he had misheard.