Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Just as the fourth quarter of the basketball game was about to begin, a woman suddenly walked into the passage.    

    

The woman had a face that could suffocate anyone. It was impossible to judge her age from her appearance. She wore a black office attire that perfectly set off her beautiful figure, causing one to imagine repeatedly.    

    

Seeing the silence, she was slightly startled. She glanced at the competition that was about to begin, and immediately followed the crowded passageway. The spectators who were originally focused on the center immediately became impatient and angry after being disturbed.    

    

However, when he saw this intellectual beauty, his eyes widened in disbelief. He then rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he had just seen.    

    

"I... What the heck, isn't this Teacher Tang? Ah … "Why is Teacher Tang here too?"    

    

Along the way, many people recognized the identity of the intellectual beauty. Along the way, they even caused a large commotion. Many boys couldn't help but stand up and stretch out their necks to look at the intellectual beauty.    

    

"I really didn't expect that Teacher Tang would come!"    

    

"That's right. Our Goddess teacher from Jiang-Hai University also came to watch the basketball match. This …" This isn't a dream, is it? "    

    

"I heard that Teacher Tang is this year's freshman instructor for the archaeological department because of those two freshmen."    

    

"…"    

    

The beautiful instructor Tang Yu was not only the idol in the hearts of the freshmen, but also the goddess in the dreams of the upperclassmen. With regards to this beautiful teacher, there was no one who didn't know about her; she was warm-hearted, responsible, and beautiful.    

    

No one expected her to appear on the basketball court. Many people couldn't help but follow her figure until they saw her sitting in the front row next to Little Fattyzi. There was another wave of discussion.    

    

"Classmate Lu Daji, I told you and Ge Wu to go and pick up the person, and you brought him here for me?"    

    

Tang Yu's voice was very beautiful and gentle, but Little Fattyzi looked as if he was about to cry. When Zhang Yang and Ge Wu followed Yulin into the locker room, he received a call from Tang Yu.    

    

Originally, this beautiful counselor was going to personally pick Zhang Yang up, but because the information the dean needed was too important, she couldn't leave. Thus, she told them to go and pick him up.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough. Counsellor Tang, we saw that you were busy, so …" So... "I'd like to share some of it with you …"    

    

Halfway through, even Little Fattyzi himself could not continue.    

    

"Really?"    

    

A gentle smile appeared on Tang Yu's delicate face, as if she believed Little Fattyzi's words. She nodded, "Then I should thank you two classmates."    

    

Little Fattyzi's cheeks turned even redder. Fortunately, Tang Yu quickly changed the topic, "Where is that Zhang Yang?"    

    

"He's on the field. The one wearing team uniform # 99, Ge Wu is also there." Little Fattyzi sold out his two good brothers without hesitation.    

    

"Hmm?" Tang Yu was slightly surprised. Even though Wise like her could not imagine why a freshman would appear on the field, she did not pursue the matter. Instead, she looked at him curiously.    

    

At this moment, the referee threw the basketball high into the air.    

    

At the same time, the forward team members on both sides instantly jumped up, wanting to seize control of the ball.    

    

The ball was thrown into the air. The moment everyone jumped, Zhang Yang did not follow the ball, but instead, he took three steps forward in a row without even looking at the people behind him.    

    

Swish!    

    

No one expected Ge Wu to be the first one to come into contact with the ball. With his muscular body, the contact didn't affect him at all. He was still in the air, using force on his wrist, and with a "pa" sound, the basketball flew forward.    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Zhang Yang, who was running ahead, stomped his feet on the ground. With a whoosh, he leaped up into the air, caught the basketball perfectly, and floated down.    

    

At the same time, he landed, started, and got rid of the two Japanese team members, leaving them behind in a single breath. His movements were fluid and without any delay, even giving people a feeling of unparalleled beauty.    

    

"Damn, who is this guy? He looks so fierce."    

    

It was only at this moment that the great student finally noticed Zhang Yang. At the same time, his and Ge Wu's amazing display of tacit understanding immediately caused a wave of shocked exclamations.    

    

At this time, there were only two players left, including the Japanese named Inoue Mokushitahe.    

    

"Demonstrating with the masses!"    

    

Inoue Mokushitahe spoke in Chinese. Seeing Zhang Yang easily get rid of his teammates, he was slightly stunned before sneering disdainfully. His legs gathered powerful explosive force as he rushed towards Zhang Yang.    

    

Basketball was just an entertainment for him, but his teammates knew very well that Inoue Mokushitahe's skills were not even below the level of a national player.    

    

Although the other side seemed to have some skill, neither the Japanese team members nor Inoue Mokushitahe himself thought that Zhang Yang would be able to defeat him.    

    

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth curled up as he patted the basketball and quickly made a breakthrough to the left. Inoue Mokushitahe similarly shifted his weight to the left, stretching out both of his arms in an attempt to block the route.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The basketball landed heavily on the ground and bounced high as it passed through Inoue Mokushitahe's left arm. However, Zhang Yang suddenly and quickly turned around. His body drew an unimaginable curve as it went through the right side, catching the ball at the same time and running forward.    

    

She was so beautiful that she didn't even slow down a bit.    

    

Inoue Mokushitahe was not the only one stunned. The spectators in the stands all opened their eyes wide, but no one shouted. It was obvious that everyone had joined in the battle with their hearts beating rapidly.    

    

The last person on the Japanese side reacted quickly. When he saw Inoue Mokushitahe being defeated, he rushed towards Zhang Yang subconsciously.    

    

All of a sudden!    

    

Before he even got close, Zhang Yang ran two steps with the help of the basketball. He stomped heavily on the ground with both of his feet. The ground actually shook a bit and Zhang Yang jumped towards the rebounding board like a rocket.    

    

At this moment, Zhang Yang was like a roc spreading its wings, his momentum soaring like a rainbow!    

    

Underneath the rebounding board, the Japanese team members saw him pouncing towards them. They originally wanted to jump up and use their contact to affect Zhang Yang's center of gravity, but they were stunned by Zhang Yanghao's imposing manner.    

    

At this moment, he felt as though a mountain was pressing down on him, causing him to feel suffocated. Subconsciously, he chose to dodge.    

    

"Damn, Jordan Possession!" In the stands, Little Fattyzi was shouting with his eyes wide open, ignoring the beautiful teacher beside him.    

    

Not only him, almost everyone was staring with bulging eyes. Even many professional players couldn't achieve such a long jump. But now, this scene was playing out on this small basketball court.    

    

Under all kinds of gazes filled with anticipation and nervousness, Zhang Yang's figure was like a ball of mud stretched out from a spring. With a sou sound, he arrived at the bottom of the rebounding board, grabbed the basketball with both hands, aimed at the basket, and slammed it down!    

    

"Clang!"    

    

A dull clear sound rang out. The basketball was forced into the basket. The huge force caused the basket to hum and tremble non-stop.    

    

A two-handed basket!    

    

72-103!    

    

The huge electronic score flashed, but the entire field was silent. The next moment, a hubbub filled the air.    

    

The entire basketball court was as if it had exploded. Everyone stood up, waving the small red flag in their hands and howling as if they had gone mad.    

    

Although they were still behind in the Large Competition, they still couldn't stop the excitement in the audience. Just like the National Football Team, although they couldn't break out of Asia, they still had thousands of fans!    

    

Zhang Yang immediately didn't land on the ground. He held the basket with both hands and hung in the air. His gaze swept across the five members of the Japanese team.    

    

His gaze was very calm, even calm. There was no ridicule, no disdain, and no provocation in his eyes. However, this sort of gaze that seemed to completely ignore everything made people feel humiliated.    

    

"Eight!"    

    

Inoue Mokushitahe's expression was extremely gloomy. He stared at Zhang Yang and clenched his fists three times before slowly releasing them.    

    

When Zhang Yang landed on the ground, Ge Wu suddenly rushed over like a wild beast and cried out, "Zhang Yang, good job, hahaha! You are really a good brother to me, Ge Wu!"    

    

The others also recovered from their shock and gave Zhang Yang a big thumbs up. They all had excited expressions on their faces.    

    

"Who is this guy? He's so awesome!"    

    

"Yeah, just now, he used both his hands to fill the basket from a distance away …" I don't think there's such a basketball expert in our school? "    

    

"F * ck, I really don't know what those guys from the basketball association are thinking. Why are they hiding such an expert? The score is so big right now, it's hard to catch up."    

    

"It's hard to say. If he continues to perform at such a high level, there will only be two baskets, only a dozen times."    

    

All of a sudden, the students in the venue were all discussing, almost all of them had their eyes locked on Zhang Yang, guessing his identity and praising his amazing performance.    

    

"He really is different from the others?"    

    

Tang Yu, who was sitting quietly on the chair, also looked at Zhang Yang with her beautiful eyes. The corner of her mouth curled up slightly. She was both surprised and curious.    

    

To be honest, she was looking forward to seeing this student of hers.    

    

With 748 points, he obtained the highest score in history. Naturally, he received a lot of attention from the start, and Champion of College Entrance Examination s of the various provinces were all fought over by the top schools, competing intensely. And Zhang Yang choosing Jiangdu University naturally caused a sensation.    

    

But what made Tang Yu surprised was that this Champion of College Entrance Examination had chosen the unpopular archaeological department. Not only that, he hadn't reported on this in the first half of the year, and now that he was here, he didn't expect to appear on the field again.    

    

Tang Yu was very curious.    

    

At this moment, the two teams on the field walked towards the half again. Ge Wu still had a face full of excitement, as if he was the one that was ditching. The rest of the team members also looked at him kindly, recognizing his strength.    

    

"Damn …" At this moment, Inoue Mokushitahe was using Japanese to speak with his other four teammates. After he said that, everyone nodded their heads. Inoue Mokushitahe glared fiercely at Zhang Yang.    

    

"Fuck, what did that Japanese say?" Ge Wu asked in annoyance.    

    

"He said it was just a ball. It's no big deal. Next, everyone will go all out. These people are just a bunch of East Asian patients …"    

    

One of the team members translated, and when he finished, the team members' expressions changed to one of anger.    

    

"F * ck his grandmother, go and tell him that after the competition, he'll go solo with me, his grandpa. I'll kill him no matter what!" Ge Wu was furious. If it wasn't for the few of them, he would have rushed over to beat them up.    

    

"Don't be impulsive, Ge Wu. Didn't you say that there would be martial arts exchanges later on? Then we would go and vent it out." Zhang Yang stopped him and said.    

    

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Ge Wu glared fiercely at Inoue Mokushitahe and then looked at the crowd, "Everyone go all out, as long as you win the ball, pass it to Zhang Yang, ruthlessly trampling these bunch of Japanese s."