Chapter 486: Chinese Energy!
it so vividly that Hao Ren felt a chill down his spine.If dragons really do exist, then..."Why did you suddenly ask about this" Grandma came back to her senses and asked Hao Ren."Oh, just a casual qu...Chapter 486: Chinese Energy! (Please support with monthly votes and a first-time subscription, as well as an average subscription~)
The black people present were slightly surprised to see Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun approaching.
Brooklyn is the most populous district in New York State,彙聚著來自世界各地的人群。而這些黑人印象中的華人都是做生意或開餐館的，冇有一個會打籃球的——那些華人的孩子也都是乖乖地待在家裡讀書。
Crash!
Xie Wanjun pushed open the metal gate and walked into the basketball court.
The two black people watching the game immediately went over to shut the gate.
In Brooklyn, streetball is a tradition, but most of those who play it are black. They harbor deep hostility towards people of other races approaching the basketball courts.
Swish… A dirty basketball was hurled at Hao Ren.
Hao Ren caught the incoming ball with one hand and tapped it a few times.
From his movements, it was clear that Hao Ren was new to playing ball. The black people all shook their heads in disdain.
Around ten black people surrounded Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun.
Xie Wanjun is two meters tall but these black men are also quite large; their arms resemble thighs in thickness.
Their muscle bulges seem to be bursting out of the sweatshirts they wear.
Xie Wanjun held up three fingers, then turned his palm over and pointed at himself and Hao Ren with two fingers: Two against Three.
"Shit!" A black man in front of Hao Ren suddenly reached out to knock the basketball out of Hao Ren's hand.
He dribbled the ball, executed a fancy spin move, then leaped effortlessly, sending the ball into the net with ease.
Hahaha… Seeing that Hao Ren and Xie Wanjun were still stunned in place, they burst into laughter. (Translator's note: This is likely referencing the site where this novel is originally published.)
A few black men deliberately walked up to Xie Wanjun, chest bumping him.
"Ren, it's time to take action," said Xie Wanjun coldly.
"Okay, you left and I right," Hao Ren replied.
"Alright!" Xie Wanjun quickly agreed.
The moment their words ended, they suddenly moved their bodies like bowling balls, knocking down five or six blacks around them. Then, in an instant, they rushed to the side of the black holding the basketball.
Po... Harker's finger gently touched the basketball.
The ball flew out of the black’s hand, and Harker held it with both hands before quickly passing it away.
Xie Wanjun arrived in time, tapped on the ball twice, then suddenly jumped up.
Boom!
The standard height hoop was dunked by Xie Wanjun!
Dong... His heavy body fell to the ground, and dust around his feet scattered outwards in a circle with his heels as the center.
This is momentum!
Harker used the Inspector's token to check and found that there was indeed a layer of light white aura almost solidifying into physical form around Xie Wanjun’s body – this was precisely the mark of Xie Wanjun reaching the peak of martial arts!
Xie Wanjun started his path with basketball, through countless intense games, he trained his body to its limit and released a strong aura!
The black who scored earlier froze for a moment before quickly picking up the ball.
Three against two!
Two of them guarded Xie Wanjun while one kept an eye on Harker!
The basketball moved rapidly in the palms and between the legs of the blacks, leaving gray shadows.
Pat.
Harker suddenly grabbed it, and the ball magically entered his palm.
Such speed was still too slow for him!
Harker just jumped up to make a shooting pose before suddenly passing the ball to Xie Wanjun.
The two blacks hurriedly defended Xie Wanjun, and in their haste, Xie Wanjun forcefully threw the basketball towards the hoop.
Swish... Swish... Swish... Harker's footwork suddenly shifted, leaving a series of afterimages that left those watching at the sidelines dumbfounded.
Jump... Harker used all his strength and jumped up.
As if spring-loaded, Hao Ren jumped higher than the basketball hoop!
The ball that was almost flying off the backboard was caught by Hao Ren with his hand. With a windmill dunk, he slammed it into the basket!
This move left not just the black people stunned, but even Xie Wanjun dumbfounded.
Such jumping ability is already at the monster level.
Hao Ren landed steadily, also stirring up a cloud of dust.
In this scorching midday sun, Xie Wanjun suddenly smiled. Sweating and covered in dust, he suddenly felt the same sensation from that time when he teamed up with Hao Ren to compete against another school's basketball team.
"Come On, Baby!" Xie Wanjun taunted the black people.
The black people all became enraged. They didn't care if it was 3 on 2 or even 12 on 2; they all charged up.
Xie Wanjun flicked the ball rolling beside him with his toe, dodging left and right. Using his shoulder to clear a path, he suddenly passed the ball under one of the black people's feet to Hao Ren.
Hao Ren grabbed the ball, quickly spun around, deftly evading five or six charging black people, then lofted the basketball high into the air.
Whizz... From beyond the three-point line, the basketball accurately entered the basket.
Xie Wanjun charged to the hoop and knocked down a few more black people before returning to the three-point line. He asked Hao Ren, "With such great skills, why don't you join the basketball team"
"I said I have no interest in basketball," Hao Ren replied nonchalantly; his elbow gently brushed past two black people trying to grab him, causing them to fall.
Ru Yi likes boys who can play basketball," Xie Wanjun glanced at Hao Ren and said.
He skillfully dribbled the ball around three of the black players' defenses before directly entering under the hoop.
"I can play, too." Hao Ren smiled in reply and suddenly retreated to beyond the three-point line.
Xie Wanjun passed the basketball with an unexpected angle, and Hao Ren casually hooked it behind him. Switching to his left hand, he quickly let go of the ball.
Whoosh...
The basketball cleanly entered the basket again.
"It's a pity you don't play basketball," Xie Wanjun, now standing under the hoop, pushed aside two black people and leaped high to grab the ball.
"How is American university" Hao Ren changed the topic and asked him.
The black people surrounding them were knocked around haphazardly, while Xie Wanjun and Hao Ren passed the ball, dribbled it, and shot as if they were chatting and playing casually.
"She's not bad," said Xie Wanjun as he held the basketball, rapidly tapping it with his palm. He then circled around to Hao Ren and nudged him with his shoulder, "I'm serious, what do you think of Yu Jia"
"Pretty good," replied Hao Ren in a suggestive manner.
"It was the same answer before, and it's still the same now!" Xie Wanjun widened his bull-like eyes, clearly displeased.
Ding!
The basketball hit the rim and bounced off to the side.
Hao Ren leaped into the air, grabbed the ball, and flew straight toward the basket again.
Slam dunk!
The black person under the hoop was knocked onto his back by Hao Ren's knees.
The basketball rolled to Xie Wanjun’s feet with a series of "doo-doo" sounds.
In the court, six or seven black people had already fallen to the ground, either clutching their stomachs or their noses.
The rest slowly retreated; none dared to come close anymore.
"Listen," said Xie Wanjun as he picked up the ball and stretched out his voice, "if you ever dare to treat Yu Jia badly, I... definitely won't let you off easily."
The basketball in his palm suddenly burst with a loud bang.
The black person who had first provoked Xie Wanjun and Hao Ren was filled with panic. Trembling, he shouted in broken Chinese, "Chinese... kung fu..."
"Yes! Chinese Power!" Xie Wanjun glared at him fiercely.
He led Hao Ren toward the iron gate of the basketball court; a black person guarding it quickly took out his keys to open the door.
This day would be etched deeply in their memories — Chinese people were not to be provoked! They all have kung fu!
Meanwhile, just two blocks away, Xiaobai swaggered proudly out of a shadowy alleyway. It had chased the plane across the entire Pacific Ocean and now felt that Hao Ren was getting close.
In the alley, several large dogs were covered in wounds and howling mournfully.
Xiaobai shook its front paws casually, looking indifferent. Ah... American dogs really don’t listen!u. Haven't you seen the physically strongest in the dormitory, Zhao Jiayin, who is now drenched in sweat and barely able to stand.Bang!Xie Wanjun leaped up for a layup with such force that it echoed t...