Chen Yuan didn't hear the sound of the famed sword shattering, but the sound of the backboard breaking, that he heard loud and clear.
And since he backed away early, instead of scrambling to dodge like the other players under the basket, he stood steadily behind the backboard and watched as the 'downpour' unfolded.
Then, a roar that bordered on insanity erupted through the stadium.
"Oh my god, awesome!!!"
"What reincarnation of O'Neal? He went and shattered the backboard!"
"The real O'Neal hasn't even managed that!"
"Damn intense, so damn shocking, so awesome, my damn heart's racing!!"
The whole world seemed engulfed by noise and thunder, making Chen Yuan feel as if he couldn't hear anything else.
It was like he'd entered Super mode.
Everyone was celebrating something with wild abandon.
Not for the win.
But because that moment had given these prestigious school students a taste of what's called 'release' – a wild celebration.
A fervent youth is never gloomy.
