On the basketball court, seven people are divided into two teams.
The 164 cm tall Tony Dalton held the ball in both hands and looked at Edward dangerously, who had put his left hand behind his back and with his right hand took a defensive instance.
'That's too much to look down on, isn't it?' Tony thought in his mind.
'Even if you are a physical education teacher and play basketball well, how dare you want to defend yourself with only one hand?'
Tony only felt his blood churning in anger. He became more furious. He grunted lightly and didn't say anything bad or harsh to the teacher.
'I will show you the real basketball skills.'
"Thud Thud"
The basketball landed on the ground, and Tony began to skillfully dribble the ball.
'Since you arrogantly put your left hand behind your back, I'd like to see how you can defend if I break through from the right.'
In a second, Tony made up his mind.
He had good basketball talent and usually played a lot, so his skills were very good.
Edward only saw him dribbling the ball with his right hand and suddenly he accelerated, breaking towards the right front.
Edward kept his left hand behind his back and his right hand in front with a smile on his face.
The reason why he chose to defend Tony with one hand was because he wanted to deliberately stir up the fighting spirit in all the students' hearts.
The six of them deliberately skipped the English class, so they can play basketball here.
Since Edward became a homeroom teacher, he tried to take a different path to teach these students a lesson. if he directly scolded them with words to teach a lesson and then let them go back to the class.
If he dealt with them that way then what will be the result, Edward does not need to think much to know.
They will break more rules.
From the looks and behavior of Miles and the others when he first arrived at the basketball court.
Edward believed that if it was any other teacher to deal with this matter, the outcome would definitely go in a worse direction.
It was precisely because he knew that reprimanding them according to the conventional routine would only attract more trouble, that's why he chose to personally go down to the court and shake them up a bit at their preferred sport of basketball.
Seeing Tony's actions, Edward's mouth grinned, an expression that undoubtedly became even more incendiary when it fell into Tony's eyes.
Tony crossed his left hand in an attempt to block Edward's defense, his right hand dribbled the ball without stopping toward the basket.
It was Edward's next move that left him a bit surprised.
Edward did not move across to the left to stop him from breaking through, instead he turned his body to the left side.
Tony surprisingly dribbled past Edward easily.
He smiled triumphantly and said in his mind, 'Edward Sir, you're nothing more than that.'
Without stopping his feet, he went straight toward the basket.
Inside the three point line area, Miles bypassed the defense of Kevin and opened his hands to stop Tony.
But in the end, he was a step slow, Tony had already jumped up before him.
He performed a three step layup with just a goal left.
When Tony was in the air, his heart was unimpressed.
'Physical education teacher, nothing more than that. Huh.'
He flicked his wrist. With a push, the basketball then arced beautifully toward the basket.
In the nick of time, there was suddenly a terrifying sense of oppression that came over him.
Within Tony's horrified gaze, a magnificent figure arrived first.
"Thuh."
A large hand, as if Edward's five fingers were covering the sky, slapped the basketball in its rising stage.
The slap was so powerful that the basketball flew straight across half-court and landed on the basket at the other end.
The whole court was silent.
Tony, who was in the air, only felt the horrible sense of oppression. The impact of all this happening wasn't really that big on him.
But Miles and the other players were completely different. On the basketball court, their attention was extremely focused.
The five of them had watched Edward act like a monster. He waited until everybody tried to stop Tony. And when Tony jumped up then he started to make his move.
Afterward, he jumped up in one step, his forehead almost level with the basket, and slapped the basketball away in one go.
This scene made Miles, Maxwell, and the rest of them widen their eyes, revealing a look of disbelief.
'Was this really an action that a high school physical education teacher could do?'
'Such a swift pace, such a terrifying jump, such precise timing control. Even a professional basketball player couldn't do better, could he?'
Miles and the others, they all grew up watching the NBA.
In everyone's heart, they had fantasized about being like Jordan, Kobe, James, calling the shots on the court and taking what they wanted.
At this time in their hearts, some students have even begun to compare Edward with the many star players in the NBA.
And Tony, as the one who faced Edward directly, his mood was even more devastated.
Anyone who played the game knew that being capped for such a sure layup was simply shameful.
"Eric, go and get the ball back."
Edward ordered as he pointed to the basketball in the distance.
He looked at the changes in the expressions of the students on the basketball court. He nodded in satisfaction, this was the effect he wanted.
"Come on, let's continue. Be a man, you don't want to play after being blocked? Let's play again."
After two rounds of offense and defense, Edward's encouraging words began to multiply.
In the beginning, he didn't say anything, and he himself limit in the game to taunt his opponents. All this to show the difference between him and them.
"Swish."
From the three-point line, he threw the ball in the air and it went into the net.
"Bang!"
A 360-degree turn and a windmill slam.
"Shoo."
Step-back jumper against two-man joint defense.
The basketball was like coming alive in Edward's hands, drilling into the basket in a variety of ways.
Miles and the others had gone from being shocked at the beginning to being completely numb later on.
"Haaah… .Haaaah"
Twenty minutes later, other than Edward, all six of them started panting heavily.
Under Edward's special play and care, he "taught" the six men on the field, one by one.
"Edward Sir... Edward sir... can't play anymore, let's take a rest... take a rest."
Miles rested his hands on his knees, shaking his head to catch his breath while saying.
"That's not going to stop you from playing?"
Edward stride twice and leapt up, turning around in the air and slamming the ball into the basket.
"Thud."
Landing lightly, he looked at the students with a smile.
On his face, there was no excess sweat.
After the system's rewards, his physical strength, endurance, and stamina had increased drastically.
Twenty minutes of intense exercise could only be considered a warm-up for him.
"Edward Sir ... really ... I really can't play anymore."
Tony simply sat on the ground, unwilling to get up and play again.
Being abused from the beginning to the end, who would hold their breath.
By the end of the match, it was already six of them surrounding Edward alone. But the result was that Edward easily neutralized them.
'No more playing with this monster.' That was the thought of all the students who played with Edward.
Edward patted the dust on his hands and looked at Miles's and other students' panting appearance, with a very satisfied look.
'Let's see how many of you have the strength to come out and play basketball in the afternoon by skipping classes.'
He turned around and walked towards the vending machine by the basketball court.
Within a short time, he bought back a few bottles of energy drinks.
"Rest for a while and then go back to class."
He said leisurely as he distributed the drinks to Miles and the other students.
At this point in time, Miles and the others didn't have much energy to play. So they nodded their heads.
"Teacher Edward, you're so good at playing basketball, can you teach us?"
Miles took the drink. He gulped down a few mouthfuls and walked toward Edward's side to ask.
The others also cast their eager gazes.
Just now on the court, Edward had completely beaten them into dust.
That dribble, that cross, that dunk, that cap.
It was really too graceful. All of them truly loved playing basketball.
Now that they saw that Edward was so good and was their physical education teacher, they naturally wanted to follow and learn.
Edward smiled and patted Miles's shoulder, all he was waiting for was for Miles and the others to open their mouths.
"Yes."