There was no room for negotiation when it came to this basketball matter.
I must win, I had to win.
Ahhh—
Power, all of it applied.
Both hands, forcefully pressing down on Chen Yuan's one hand.
I felt it then, the power of a five-star high school player.
For the first time, it was somewhat strenuous.
Even in the "zone" mode.
Though I only used one hand to wrestle with Yang Jie's two hands.
But after all, the opponent was merely a mortal.
Thus, at that moment, Chen Yuan held immense respect for this mortal.
Just like the injured Li Yuanchen had, in a previous match, voluntarily called a timeout to let himself rest.
This person, was also an opponent of his.
So, Super's second stage, bring it on.
Speed, focus, agility, Chen Yuan had already achieved improvement.
Next, was the violent aesthetics of basketball.
As if emitting streams of twisted red light, Chen Yuan's power instantly escalated.
