Basketball does the talking.
That swish of the basketball, even though it didn't actually say anything, it felt as though it said everything.
It landed with a definitive thump.
And the court, which was originally full of explosive tension, suddenly became silent.
The boy who slowly lowered his hand must be the one who made that shot.
An unguarded three-point shot isn't difficult for some people with high shooting accuracy, like the sharpshooters of No.11 High School's team, who can achieve a seventy-five percent hit rate unguarded.
But even such players can't guarantee a hit every time they shoot.
Let alone an ultra-ultra-long-distance midcourt three-pointer!
At that distance, if a No.11 High School's marksman had a twenty-five percent hit rate, it would be considered fairly accurate.
So, it was a fluke!
Xu Chen knew it was a fluke, but because he fluked it, the bluff was perfect.
