Both my eyes and the pig's eyes were fixed on the basketball in front of us. It seemed that as long as we gave the order, the two of us would take off in an instant.
"!"
A shrill whistle sounded.
"Game start!"
Following the order, a thirty-minute countdown appeared in the air.
"call......"
I squinted my eyes and slowly adjusted my breathing. With luck in my Dantian, my body began to become a little lighter.
But before I could take action, the speed of the pig in front of me had already surpassed mine. Before I could react, the pig had already taken the lead. He took three steps, two steps, and rolled one after another to reach the basketball. He took the lead with both hands.
He picked up the basketball and ran towards the hoop while holding it.
"What a fast move! Mr. Piggy actually relies on his deft steps and fast basketball. Now he has the ball in his arms and is about to perform a violent dunk!"
The host also seized the opportunity and directly explained the battle situation in front of him.
"Damn it, you, no, you pig doesn't follow the rules!"
Before I could understand it, this piggy boy had already stepped up and dunked the basketball hard into the hoop.
"Snapped!"
Along with the loud dunk sound, the basketball also fell to the ground along the gap in the ball frame.
"Ohhhh!!! Is this the attack speed of Mr. Piggy?! Young Master Yang Chen didn't react at all! Did Mr. Piggy already hold the ball for a layup and directly spike the ball? It's such a lightning-fast attack!"
As the host's impassioned voice fell, I also became a little confused. I didn't expect this to be the case.
And the scene suddenly erupted into a roaring tsunami of applause. These harsh applause were like a slap on my face, which inevitably made me a little embarrassed.
"!"
The whistle sounded again, the game was paused, and the referee's voice rang again from my ears: "The score is now 2:0!"
[Holy shit, my game has no rules at all. Can this stupid pig head just hold the ball and lay up?
Did you just ignore the rules?
No, it seems that there are no rules in the first place...
But if that’s the case, I think I have an idea.]
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but reveal a bad smile,
"!"
The whistler sounded again, and according to the rules, the high-tech basketball appeared in my hand.
"Dong dong dong!"
The pig looked at the basketball in my arms, took out the wrench and hammer from his crotch, and rushed towards my position desperately. The sound of the floor proved that the fat body of the pig in front of him had affected him.
"You want this basketball?"
I grinned with a wicked smile.
"Um!"
The running pig suddenly stopped and nodded.
"That's it for you!"
I threw the basketball in my arms directly and threw it into the pig's arms without hesitation.
"Um?"
Zhuang saw me throwing the ball to him without hesitation, and immediately subconsciously caught the flying basketball, and the weapon in his hand also fell to the ground.
"What!!"
"What on earth is going on!!"
"Yang Chen, Mr. Yang actually gave up his first move and instead threw the basketball in his hand in front of him.
In the hands of Mr. Pig! Is he crazy?"
The host's doubts and the boos on the scene mixed together, which made me laugh even more wildly.
"I heard that you like to hit people, right?"
A sneer suddenly appeared on my face, and I rolled forward and landed directly behind the pig. My hands subconsciously grabbed the wrench and hammer that fell on the ground.
"Um?"
Zhu Hong, who didn't understand what was going on, was stunned subconsciously. Before he could shoot the basketball in his hand, I stood up like a carp, followed by a high jump, grabbed the hammer in my hand and hit the pig's head hard.
above.
"What! I didn't expect that Mr. Yang Chen in front of me actually used a wonderful tactic to make Mr. Piggy fall to the ground first. I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! It's so exciting!"
The host's explanation made the audience excited for a moment. Perhaps they had never seen such a wonderful performance before. Such a sharp contrast made me couldn't help but applaud, while the other side let out huge boos.
Soon, the entire stadium was booing.
"Ouch...ah!"
With the pig's scream, the whole pig fell directly to the ground, making a violent sound.
"Play ball with me, right?! Are you cheating on me?! That's why you're nicknamed the Time Management Master, right?!"
As I asked, I waved the hammer and wrench wildly in my hands, smashing the pig in front of me until its face was covered in blood. A conspicuous big word "miserable" could be written on the huge pig's head.
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense..."
The pig in front of me tried to explain the truth of the matter, but was interrupted by the wrench and hammer in my hand.
"The Yang Chen in front of me, Mr. Yang, has launched his most violent attack, and it seems that Mr. Piggy may be killed at any time!"
The host's analysis of the scene made the audience boo, and curses also emerged.
I don’t know how long the beating lasted, but the pig in front of me just now screamed a few times, but as my strength increased, the pig’s voice gradually became deeper, and soon disappeared.
"Damn it, let you cheat on me."
In fact, it's not that I'm too ruthless now, nor that I want to deliberately kill the pig in front of me.
But I understand that if I rely purely on such rules to win, then my winning rate can also be calculated as zero.
However, although I did it out of necessity, I still showed mercy and spared the pig's life.
When things were done, I threw the hammer and wrench on the ground and looked up at the time.
[Remaining time, 24 minutes]
I picked up the basketball calmly and started experimenting with my three-pointers.
Although I'm not a very good player, it's easy to score occasionally by luck. What's more, we have plenty of time now, so winning is also very easy.
"!"
As the familiar whistle sounded, the referee shouted without hesitation: "Time's up! The score is 2:30! Yang Chen wins!"
"yu~~~"
Everyone watching the game let out harsh boos, which seemed to be sarcastic that the game I won was not fair enough.
"The game is over! Congratulations to Yang Chen for winning the game!"
With a loud shout from the host, the game ended.
Just like that, under the astonished gazes of everyone, I returned to the edge of the resting area and slowly leaned against the guardrail.
rest.
At the same time, the pig lying on the ground was also carried into the blue vortex by a group of white-clothed people who didn't know where it came from, and disappeared with the group of people.
According to my guess, the pig was either eaten or sent to the hospital for treatment.
"Now, during the game break, Mr. Piggy has been sent to the hospital for treatment. Now let us interview the winner, Mr. Yang Chen."
When the host said this, a microphone appeared in front of me.
"what?"
I raised my head while I was resting and glanced at the microphone in front of me impatiently.
"How do you feel about defeating Mr. Pig?"
The host's voice came.
"No, I just feel like my IQ has been crushed."
I was already so arrogant that I didn't take Zhuang seriously at all. Of course, such behavior was also part of my plan.
"***!"
All kinds of swear words and all kinds of harsh sounds also came from the universe outside the guardrail after my voice sounded.
"So, let me ask you, everyone is very opposed to your unconventional way of winning. I wonder what you think?"
The host's words rang in my ears again.
"It's nothing. If I don't do it, it will do it, that's all. How can I win without using force? The weapon is in his hand, not in mine. I didn't win through poison, so how can I win?"
Not martial?"
My explanation instantly silenced the cheering audience, and the entire space became somewhat silent for a moment.
"Well, Mr. Yang, please have a good rest."
The host's interview came to an abrupt end, and instead the microphone flew to the rookie who was watching the game not far away.
"May I ask what you think of Yang Chen and Mr. Yang's victory?"
The host’s questions are still topical.
"I don't have any opinion. If I have to say it, I have the same opinion as Mr. Yang. It's just that the pig is too stupid. Other than that, I don't have any feelings."
To my surprise, the rookie in front of me did not choose to whitewash Mr. Pig, but his words also calmed down the last bit of noise outside the stadium.
"Well, please come in and get ready for the next battle."
After the host said goodbye, the microphone disappeared in front of the rookie.
"call..."
Sitting on the ground, I exhaled a breath and subconsciously glanced at the rookie who was taking a deep breath not far away.
I found that this guy's eyes were the same as mine, so insidious and careful. For a moment, the chicken's and I's eyes actually focused on each other, and we could understand each other's defenses.
It has understood the method I just used.
And I also understand that there is no way to use the same strategy a second time.
[The look that the rookie in front of me is staring at me is not as stupid as that pig at all.
It’s going to be a little difficult next time.]
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but raise my head and subconsciously glanced at the "murder weapon" placed on the ground not far away.
[If this method doesn’t work, then I will still need this hammer and wrench to protect myself immediately.
If I have the chance, I will give this guy a hard blow and let him die in my hands.
Yes, I want to get the first move right now!]
Thinking that I had taken the perfect solution, my body started to move instantly.