Yang Zhi stood behind Zhang Yi, his heart feeling slightly warm, he took a step forward: "It's alright Teacher Zhang, these seniors had only come to find me to spar with them, there's no other meaning to it. Right, I had promised them, if I lose, they would withdraw from our class.
"You!
"Upon hearing Yang Zhi's words, Zhang Yi instantly turned around and pointed at Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi took a step forward, his face almost touching Zhang Yi's face, Zhang Yi quickly took a step back, only to see Yang Zhi grabbing onto her, lowering her head and whispering into her ear: "What, you still don't believe me?
"When Yang Zhi's hot breath hit Zhang Yi's ears, it instantly dyed Zhang Yi's snow-white skin red.
Seeing Zhang Yi's reaction, Yang Zhi smiled slightly, and directly went to the stadium, then shouted at Zhang Yi: "Teacher Zhang, may I trouble you to contact the students of our class, and have them be witnesses?
"Although Zhang Yi was embarrassed by Yang Zhi's actions, she still took out her cell phone and contacted everyone in her class. However, she secretly thought to herself that she would teach Yang Zhi a lesson when they return to class.
After a while, a few people entered the training grounds. Most of them were Yang Zhi's class, and of course some of Yang Zhi's "fans" knew that Yang Zhi was going to fight a round here, so they naturally couldn't wait to come over.
The judge of the competition was also a second year's senior, being on the same side as the rest, but Yang Zhi did not care at all, because it was very easy for him to beat up these underlings.
"This match is a one-on-one. Who is going to win the first three games?
"The referee looked straight at Yang Zhi. Clearly, this match would not be fair.
"Okay, first, Yang Zhi, open the ball.
"The senior in charge directly stepped forward, as if he wanted to be the first one to challenge Yang Zhi.
But Yang Zhi ignored him, and only the balls were shaking his head.
"Hurry up and serve, otherwise you're breaking the rules!
"The referee frowned at Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi then threw the ball on the ground, and spoke to the seniors in front of him: "I think you have misunderstood senior. The duel I am talking about is not with you, but with the five of you.
"What, you said you want to pick five?
"That senior looked at Yang Zhi with disbelief.
Yang Zhi glanced at him indifferently: "What, you can't do it?
"Hehe, good, since you want to die, then don't blame me. All of you come up together.
"This senior called his teammates onto the stage.
Originally, he was a little afraid in his heart, because after all, after Yang Zhi came to the Tiannan University, he had done many unfathomable things. Originally, he could only say that he was mediocre when it came to playing football, but whether he could beat Yang Zhi or not was still up to him.
"Eh?
Why did those people all enter the arena?
"Xu Ying, who was called over by Zhang Yi just now, sat in the spectator's area of the training field. She did not hear the conversation and seeing them enter the stage, she asked curiously.
"I don't know, but this damned Yang Zhi actually placed the fate of our class on him alone! Who does he think he is!
"Tang Sixuan is a bit angry. Although Yang Zhi's mediocrity in the past month has reduced her disgust towards Yang Zhi a little, this Tang Sixuan is still as harsh as ever.
Xu Ying also could not be bothered with her. She rolled her eyes at her, then turned and looked at the field, and shouted: "Yang Zhi, go for it, beat them to the ground and look for their teeth!
"Hearing Xu Ying's shout, Yang Zhi lifted his head and smiled towards Xu Ying's direction. He gave a thumbs up, indicating Xu Ying that he heard him.
After all the rules were discussed, the referee whistled and the match began.
After the round started, Xu Ying and the others finally knew what those people were doing on stage. The students of Yang Zhi's class had never thought that Yang Zhi would actually fight one against five, it was no different from courting death, but they had seen Yang Zhi's techniques before, they could only hope that Yang Zhi's luck was better.
The moment the match started, the five of them unhesitatingly surrounded Yang Zhi like there was no water flowing through them.
Yang Zhi looked around with the ball and actually raised his head to look at the basket.
At this time, Yang Zhi was still in the middle of the field and was still a long distance from the three points mark.
When the senior standing in front of Yang Zhi saw the look in Yang Zhi's eyes, and saw that Yang Zhi's hands were already ready to shoot a basket, he thought to himself, it can't be.
Because he did not know Yang Zhi's technique, in order to prevent any accidents, he jumped up with all his might, wanting to block Yang Zhi's path of shooting.
The cunning look in Yang Zhi's eyes flashed, the moment this senior student leaped up, his hand suddenly retracted back onto the hook, and the ball returned to his hand once again. And right in front of him, a person's shield appeared.
Yang Zhi's foot slipped, and he immediately jumped out from the hole.
"This is bad!"
"That jumping senior hurriedly wanted to land and stop Yang Zhi, but it was already too late. He could only do his best as a hand grabbed towards Yang Zhi's shoulder.
As for the others, they did not even react to it, and that senior was instantly knocked down by the force of Yang Zhi's charge the moment he grabbed Yang Zhi's shoulder.
An ear-piercing whistle sounded.
"Yang Zhi, breaking the rules.
"The referee expressionlessly pointed at Yang Zhi.
"F * ck, how shameless!"
"Everyone in Yang Zhi's class saw everything clearly, they did not expect the judge to make such a judgement, and Jun Tianhao could not help but stand up and shout.
The others in Yang Zhi's class were also unhappy, and a few of them stood up even more excitedly, pointing at the judges on stage while swearing.
The referee's face instantly turned red. He knew that he had made a clear move this time, so he decided to be more careful next time.
Coughing twice to hide his embarrassment, the referee continued, "By the second year of university.
"Yang Zhi did not speak, and instead looked coldly at the judge.
Even though the people on stage were shouting that it was unfair for Yang Zhi, the second year seniors still shamelessly took the ball.
The five players quickly took their positions and a single person passed the ball from the sidelines.
The basketball flew high up. Seems like the other party didn't want to give Yang Zhi a chance to react, so it went straight down the basket.
Although Yang Zhi was in the middle of the field, in the moment when the basketball flew up, it was as if Yang Zhi had turned into a beast and pounced on his food, running straight to the bottom of the basket.
The sophomore who was trying to catch the ball was shocked by Yang Zhi's speed and forgot to jump up and grab the ball. With a sudden leap, Yang Zhi caught the spinning basketball in his hands.
There was simply no time for those people to react as Yang Zhi directly rushed to the other side with the ball in his hand.
Jump, dunk!
All of this was done in one go without the slightest bit of delay.
It wasn't just the players on stage, but even the spectators on stage were all stunned.