Such a devious move might have concerned Chu Feng if it were against someone else, but against Tie Mu, it was essentially a death wish for the latter.
Tie Mu was trained in martial arts, with a particularly strong lower body.
"Ouch!"
As expected, a cry of agony followed, then the center from Class 1 of the Signal Corps collapsed in pain, while Han Chunsheng caught a pass from Tie Mu.
"Swoosh!"
The ball, in Han Chunsheng's hands, was passed immediately to Chen Peng, who easily made a layup scoring two points.
As the ball went through the hoop, the players from Class 1 of the Signal Corps were still in shock.
With the referee's whistle, everyone finally turned their attention to the scheming center.
"This has nothing to do with me, he put his foot under mine," Tie Mu said, spreading his hands.
It was very clear on the spot, even without Tie Mu's explanation, everyone understood what had happened.
