Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 33 Turning the Tide and Making a Fight

When everyone saw Jiang Xun forcefully pushing his way into the crowd, they were immediately stunned by his aura.

Nowadays, quite a few people in the school know Jiang Xun, and soon a murmur of discussion arose among the crowd.

Pang Hu didn't recognize Jiang Xun, but from the surrounding chatter, he knew that the person in front of him was the recently famous top student in the whole school.

So what? Jiang Shen? Does having good grades make you awesome? You'll probably still end up working in your family's factory after graduation.

However, although he didn't care about Jiang Xun, he couldn't ignore the teachers around him.

"Jiang Xun, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out." Several leaders from the Academic Affairs Office immediately surrounded Jiang Xun.

Just kidding, if that idiot Pang Hu had injured this guy, every single one of these leaders would have been punished.

He's already in the top 30 in the province, and at his rate of rise, he could even break into the top 10.

Although Pang Hu's family had some money, compared to sending a student to the top ten in the province, their money and background meant nothing in the principal's eyes.

Jiang Xun gave Pang Hu a meaningful look, and amidst everyone's gasps, he took off his shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted muscles.

"Give me the jersey, go and rest first, I'll take care of things here." Jiang Xun said calmly, looking at Li Xiao, who was already unsteady on his feet.

His calm and steady voice, coupled with his visually stunning muscles, instantly put everyone in Class 3 at ease.

"You all disperse first. The match isn't over yet. We'll talk about everything after it's finished." Jiang Xun then looked at his classmates and gestured for them to step off the field.

The students of Class 3, who were originally furious, all obeyed his instructions and retreated without exception.

Pang Hu and the others from Class 15 wanted to say a few more sarcastic remarks, but the physical education coach glared at them fiercely, the warning meaning of which was self-evident.

At this moment, Jiang Xun had already put on his jersey and taken the basketball from the referee.

The score at halftime was 23-38, with Class 3 trailing by 15 points. With only a dozen minutes left in the second half, it wouldn't be easy for them to catch up.

"Just focus on defense, leave the rest to me," Jiang Xun whispered to Gao Zhen and the others, then gave a look to the student with the ball.

At this point, everyone in Class 3 was already feeling exhausted and depressed. Although Jiang Xun's appearance had given them a bit more energy, they still didn't have much fighting spirit.

However, since the competition continues, they have no choice but to bite the bullet and go on the field, but obviously they can only place their hopes on Jiang Xun.

Without Jiang Xun saying anything, they all knew to pass the ball to him as soon as they got it.

After Jiang Xun received the ball, he flicked it with his fingertips, and the basketball bounced up and fell on the floor with a dull thud.

He dribbled the ball across half-court, his steps as light as a cat's, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Just two steps past the center line, he suddenly stopped, flicked his wrist, and the ball drew a beautiful arc.

The ball spun in the air, and time seemed to stand still.

The cacophony of shouts from the sidelines gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the basketball rubbing against the net.

brush!
Hollow entry into the net, clean and efficient.

The score is 26 to 38.

Jiang Xun remained expressionless, his eyes as calm as a deep pool of water.

He didn't celebrate, but simply turned and went back to defend, as if that shot had been nothing more than a casual effort.

The audience on the sidelines went wild, erupting in thunderous cheers. The students of Class 3 were so excited that their cheeks turned red.

Even Yang Kaiyi, who is usually the most quiet, jumped up excitedly.

He shot the ball straight across the midfield line, and it swished through the net! Coupled with Jiang Xun's confident back turn, it was absolutely awesome!

The players in Class 3 were also greatly encouraged; Jiang Xun's move gave them a significant boost.

There's still a chance in this game!
Pang Hu and others from Class 15 were also somewhat surprised. The accuracy of the shot was too high, and the power was terrifying, making it impossible to defend against.

"Use the bamboo pole to stick close to him, don't give him a chance to shoot from a distance," Pang Hu said to the tallest member of the team. A tall, thin boy who was about 188 cm tall nodded and walked towards Jiang Xun, looking at Jiang Xun's 180 cm height with disdain.

At this moment, a new round begins. Class 15 gets the ball and attacks. Pang Hu signals to his teammate to pass the ball to him, and the basketball draws a smooth arc in mid-air.

At that moment, the tall, thin boy who was responsible for defending Jiang Xun suddenly felt a blur before his eyes and had lost sight of Jiang Xun.

The shoes screeched against the floor as Jiang Xun, like a black lightning bolt, intercepted the opponent's pass, leaving Pang Hu no time to react.

The basketball spun halfway around Jiang Xun's fingertips, leaving a blur, and he had already passed two defenders.

Before the gasps from the stands could even form, he had already stepped into the orange-red area beyond the three-point line.

Stop, jump, shoot—all in one smooth motion.

When he jumps, the hem of his jersey flies up, revealing his well-defined abs.

brush!
The basketball swished through the net again, and the score was updated once more: 29-38!

Two consecutive three-pointers, both so spectacular, finally showcased Jiang Xun's formidable basketball skills.

Whether they knew him or not, they all found it somewhat unbelievable.

This guy is handsome, has a great physique, and his grades are insanely good, but how come he's also so good at basketball?

Not to mention the girls around him, even the boys couldn't suppress their admiration.

At this moment, almost 80% of the people on the entire playground were gathered around their court, while the games on the other five courts were hardly watched by anyone.

This short match, lasting only a dozen minutes, was almost entirely a one-man show by Jiang Xun.

His terrifying speed, strength, and explosiveness left the Class 15 members completely helpless.

Pang Hu and his gang wanted to use dirty tricks, but they couldn't even touch Jiang Xun's clothes. They could only beat their chests and stamp their feet in anger.

With just over ten seconds left, the basketball returned to Jiang Xun's hands.

He bent his knees and lowered his shoulders, his shoes screeching against the ground. In the instant the defender staggered backward, he had already sliced ​​past from the right like a cheetah.

Before the gasps from the audience had even subsided, the boy had already taken to the air.

His taut waist and abdomen, suspended in mid-air, traced a sharp arc under the lights, while his right hand pulled the ball behind his head, like a fully drawn bowstring brimming with power.

boom!
The sound of the basketball swishing through the net suddenly rang out, and as the final whistle blew, the score was set at 53:46.

Jiang Xun landed with one hand on the ground, and beads of sweat swished down his chin in a silver arc.

He lifted his jersey and wiped his face, revealing his sweat-dampened abs that gleamed faintly.

His bangs were stuck to his forehead, but they couldn't hide his breathtakingly handsome profile.

The students and players of Class 15 roared angrily, but their shouts were completely drowned out by the cheers of the audience.

The screams from the girls in the stands rose like waves, and many spontaneously chanted the title "Jiang Shen" (God of the River).

The fact that Class 15, a strong contender for the championship, was eliminated so easily angered Pang Hu, whose face contorted with rage.

"Jiang Xun, right? You fucking wait for me at the school gate after school, I'll kill you!"

His voice wasn't loud; only Jiang Xun and a few others could hear it.

Jiang Xun wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the other person calmly.

"Forget the school gate, let's go to the Ethnic Square. Call everyone you can. Anyone who doesn't come is a coward."

After saying that, he led a few team members out of the stadium, where they were immediately surrounded by a large crowd.

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