Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 191 - 111: Did Lin Baici come out of the Classic of Mountains and Seas?_2

Chapter 191: Chapter 111: Did Lin Baici come out of the Classic of Mountains and Seas?_2

Everyone was abuzz with discussion as they gathered around.

Among college students, there are a few who can dunk, not a rare sight, but Lin Baici’s move, which made the whole backboard wobble as if about to collapse, was rather terrifying.

"It’s your turn!"

Lin Baici rubbed his fingers, having not dunked perfectly just now. The ball went in, but his fingers had hit the rim, and it hurt quite a bit.

Feng Qin’s face looked a bit unsightly. He was a minor celebrity on the basketball court, yet he’d just been posterized with a dunk from overhead by the opponent, which was quite a slap in the face.

He immediately went to pick up the ball, ready to return the favor.

Little Tiger Tooth watched Lin Baici in shock. After witnessing that dunk, her whole body was trembling—not from fear, but from exhilaration.

Not far away, Gu Qingqiu took out her phone and started recording.

"Smart!"

Shooting requires skill, but dunking doesn’t. As long as the body is strong enough to perform the action, dunking is as easy as cracking an egg.

Feng Qin wanted to make Lin Baici look bad, so this time he didn’t choose to break through but went for a post-up play, intending to overpower Lin Baici.

Previously, when he was displeased on the court, he’d use this move. With his height and physical strength, he could completely overwhelm his opponents, but today he was the one who came up short.

With each back down, Feng Qin felt like he was ramming against a wall of bronze and iron. His opponent was immovable.

And it was not just an adjective—he truly did not budge.

"Damn, is there actually someone Feng Qin can’t push around?"

"That number 24 looks taller and stronger, how come he isn’t as strong as the other guy?"

"Maybe they have different body fat percentages?"

The crowd of onlookers grew larger as students from the playground saw people gathering and came to watch the commotion. Soon, quite a crowd had formed.

"Is that all?"

Lin Baici taunted Feng Qin with trash talk.

He admitted his skills were lacking, so he resorted to psychological warfare, which was quite common on the court. To say nothing of the opponent’s trash talk,

even booing from the spectators could cause a player to mentally collapse.

"Damn it!"

Feng Qin was indeed infuriated and retaliated with a forceful shove backward.

Lin Baici was waiting for just that moment; he immediately exerted force with his feet and pushed forward with his chest.

Bang!

His body, strengthened by the Meteorite and God’s bones, was too much even for a heavyweight boxer; Feng Qin was no exception and was sent toppling off-balance.

Slap!

Lin Baici acted swiftly, jabbing at the basketball and knocking it away, then charging forward, grabbing the ball with one hand, and without stopping, he dashed toward the basket.

Feng Qin started to chase, but he saw that his opponent was significantly faster, reaching the basket in the blink of an eye.

Clang!

Another ferocious dunk!

Creak! Creak!

Lin Baici, holding onto the rim, swayed along with the basket, making his stature appear even leaner.

The basketball court fell silent, then erupted with cheers and applause.

"Beautiful!"

"Do another one!"

"Handsome, dunk one more!"

Quite a few people began taking out their phones; they clearly wanted to take pictures.

"Feng Qin, stop playing!"

Little Tiger Tooth advised, why do so many black players play basketball? Because the sport highly relies on physicality.

Feng Qin usually dominated others, but today he had met his match. The guy might not have the skills, but his physique was simply too exceptional.

Strength, flexibility, neural response...

Feng Qin couldn’t match any of it.

"Again!"

Feng Qin’s face turned ashen.

"I think that’s enough!"

Lin Baici was just annoyed by Feng Qin stirring up trouble. Now that he had dunked twice and vented, he was ready to let it go. Otherwise, with so many people watching, losing would be a major embarrassment for his opponent.

"Again!"

Feng Qin roared, taking the ball to the midline.

Lin Baici glanced at Little Tiger Tooth, shrugged, and followed him.

Feng Qin didn’t believe in bad luck and wanted to reclaim his pride precisely where he lost it. He continued with post-up plays, each move laden with vengeful aggression.

A normal student would have been knocked around uncomfortably, but Lin Baici was unaffected.

In everyone else’s eyes, Feng Qin at that moment was like a child trying to push over a giant, ridiculous and laughable.

Lin Baici seized the right moment to push back; number 24 lost his balance, and the ball was poked away. However, this time he didn’t give up and immediately dashed to intercept. But in the next instant, a figure burst from the right.

Slap!

Lin Baici got the ball and launched a fast break.

"Fuck!"

Watching Lin Baici on course for another vicious dunk, Feng Qin instinctively reached out to grab his jersey, aiming to foul.

He got a hold of the jersey, but the man slipped away.

Feng Qin felt a powerful force yanking him forward, and he stumbled several steps, nearly falling over.

Clang!

The thunderous sound of another dunk resounded across the basketball court.

Clap clap clap!

The sound of applause started immediately, along with the clicks of cameras.

"Cool!"

Gu Qingqiu reviewed the shots on her phone and was very pleased.

Little Tiger Tooth covered her face, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Fouling indicated a poor sportsmanship, and more importantly, the foul hadn’t stopped the opponent.

"Want to keep going?"

Lin Baici tossed the ball back to number 24.

"Continue!"

Number 24 caught the ball and passed it back to Lin Baici. He was determined— today he would block his shot no matter what.

He stood on the free-throw line, eyeing Lin Baici.

Lin Baici dribbled the ball, then suddenly accelerated into a sprint.

"Come on!"

Feng Qin got ready, but the next second, his expression froze.

Because instead of breaking through, his opponent took off from the three-point line.

"Wow!"

The whole court was astonished.

What was he trying to do?

A dunk from a three-point line rush?

Feng Qin watched as Lin Baici soared over him, unable to do anything to stop him.

In everyone’s eyes, Lin Baici was like an eagle soaring over the basketball court, clutching the ball in his right hand, pulling it back, his body arching like a bow. As he flew over the basket, his right hand slammed the ball down.