The basketball flew straight towards the hoop, watched by everyone in the gym.
After shooting, Meng Ran turned and walked towards Gwen, as if he didn't care about the outcome of the shot.
He reached Gwen, took the water bottle from her, and opened it to take a drink.
"Well? Do you believe me now?" Meng Ran said with a smile, looking at the stunned Gwen, his back to the court.
Behind him, the basketball had already swished through the net.
The entire gym was silent, as if someone had hit the mute button.
Meng Ran returned the water bottle to Gwen and walked back onto the court. He looked at the audience who had been mocking him and said loudly, "Why aren't you saying anything now? I thought I was supposed to put the ball in the basket, not down your throats!"
Because the gym was so quiet, his voice echoed throughout the entire place.
Those naysayers looked at each other, one of them flushing red as he shouted, "It was just luck!"
Meng Ran remembered this guy was one of Flesh's lackeys.
He smiled slightly, shook his head, and stopped talking. He then walked over to Flesh to continue the game.
"Hey, smile a little, your face is darker than the bottom of my pot," Meng Ran said, looking at Flesh's glum expression.
"You won't be lucky forever, kid," Flesh said, scowling, and then tossed the ball to Meng Ran.
Gwen and the others had recovered from their shock and were cheering for Meng Ran loudly.
Meng Ran heard their voices and gave them an OK sign, responding with a bright smile.
"Same spot, I'm going to shoot another LOGO Three-Pointer, get ready," Meng Ran said to Flesh while dribbling the ball.
Before Flesh could spew out his trash talk, Meng Ran had already retreated to the LOGO, and with a flick of his wrist, launched another LOGO Three-Pointer.
Meng Ran turned and began to celebrate as soon as he released the ball, and without a doubt, the familiar sound of the basketball swishing through the net rang out behind him.
This time, it wasn't silent. Except for Flesh's lackeys and a small group of people, the others, led by Gwen and the rest, erupted in a unified cheer.
"Meng! Meng! Meng!~~~"
Flesh's face on the court looked as if he had eaten something disgusting.
In the next few minutes, Meng Ran showed Flesh what fancy shooting was all about – every angle, every pose, and every shot went in.
Flesh was already numb. He roared at Meng Ran, "Are you only good at shooting? Your body is so soft that you don't even dare to fight?"
Flesh's sycophants on the sidelines were no longer silent, and they began to clamor again, as if they had caught Meng Ran's weakness: "Softie! Softie!"
It was as if they thought they could win as long as Meng Ran stopped shooting. They seemed to believe he was afraid of contact.
Flesh thought the same thing. He felt Meng Ran was just hiding his weakness so he wouldn't have a chance to win.
Seeing this, Meng Ran also pursed his lips. Since they were so insistent, he wouldn't shoot anymore.
He had been shooting all along because he was worried that with his physical abilities, he might accidentally injure Flesh.
It wasn't that he was being a saint. He just didn't want his parents to be called to the school because of potential conflicts.
But now that his kindness was being seen as retreat and cowardice, he would just satisfy their demands.
Meng Ran said helplessly, "I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and hurt you. I don't like trouble."
"But since you're so insistent, I won't hold back."
Flesh just figured he was making excuses for his cowardice. He shouted, "Come on! You wimp! Let me show you how tough I am!"
Meng Ran dribbled the ball, but this time he didn't look for a shot. Instead, he charged straight at Flesh to confront him.
Flesh was shocked the moment he made contact with Meng Ran. What kind of strength is this?
He felt like he was facing a mountain. He hadn't felt Meng Ran's power so directly before because he was just shooting.
Meng Ran pushed Flesh towards the inside. He was like a bulldozer, and Flesh's strength was completely useless.
Once inside, Meng Ran unleashed an incredible jump, rising up for a powerful dunk that sent Flesh sprawling to the ground.
"Is this what you call tough? I thought it was an old lady guarding me," Meng Ran said with a chuckle to Flesh.
The arena fell silent again, then erupted into a huge cheer! Gwen and the others jumped up and down excitedly.
Mary Jane, thrilled, immediately hugged Peter. Peter, having enjoyed Meng Ran's incredible assist, couldn't help but think, "I've definitely made a friend in Meng Ran."
Gwen, standing in front, was also flushed with excitement, cheering loudly for Meng Ran.
Gwen's eyes sparkled like they held stars. Meng Ran was quite moved by the sight.
"So beautiful, so cute." Meng Ran couldn't help but admire Gwen's charm.
Since his rebirth, Gwen was indeed the only woman who had caught his eye.
Meng Ran shifted his gaze to Peter, seeing him and Mary Jane embracing. He couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "Wow, this kid, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is moving fast!"
Peter, feeling Meng Ran's gaze, looked at him with an appreciative expression and said, "Thanks for the assist, buddy!"
"No problem, go for it!" Meng Ran encouraged Peter with a supportive look.
The two exchanged glances, and Meng Ran turned his attention back to the court.
Flesh had just gotten up from the ground. When he saw Meng Ran's gaze, he felt a twinge of nervousness. He was a little intimidated.
The next few shots turned from shooting lessons into dunking lessons. All kinds of violent dunks, as hard as could be.
Flesh had been beaten numb and lost his confidence, completely reduced to a background character.
From the moment his offense failed, he really hadn't attacked again. For nine consecutive shots, apart from passing the ball back to Meng Ran, he hadn't touched the ball.
For the last shot, Meng Ran's mouth curved into a smirk.
"Have you seen Basketball Fire?" Meng Ran asked Flesh.
Flesh was stunned: "What Basketball Fire?"
Meng Ran said with a mysterious air, "This is the basketball bible. As long as you master the moves in it, you will be invincible, winning every battle."
Flesh was startled, thinking, Could this really be a secret technique I don't know about? Basketball Fire, I'll remember that name.
Meng Ran saw his thoughtful expression and knew he'd been fooled, so he immediately continued, "This move is called the Kanglong Unrepentant Cyclone Dunk."
"It's a technique of a man named Dongfang Xiang. You better watch closely!"
With that, Meng Ran quickly dribbled past Flesh, then jumped from the free throw line, throwing the basketball towards the backboard.
His body moved forward in the air, and the basketball hit the backboard and bounced back.
Then, Meng Ran, still in the air, caught the rebounding basketball, continuing to move forward while doing a behind-the-back dribble. After dribbling, he grabbed the basketball and raised it high.
Bang!
With a deafening boom, Meng Ran slammed the basketball through the hoop with a powerful dunk.
Then, a cracking sound echoed as the glass backboard shattered, raining down on the court.
Kanglong Unrepentant Cyclone Dunk! That's how awesome it is!
The crowd, witnessing such an exaggerated scene in reality, rose to their feet, their cheers growing louder and louder!
Today, Meng Ran had stolen the show. Almost the entire school knew his name, and after word of mouth spread tomorrow, he would become a star at Midtown High School.
Mary Jane, on the sidelines, excitedly hugged Peter again. Peter enjoyed the embrace, feeling even more grateful to Meng Ran.
Gwen was also jumping up and down, her delicate face flushed from shouting, and no one could resist the infectious atmosphere.
Meng Ran stood up and walked over to the petrified Flesh, saying, "Actually, I didn't want to humiliate you today, bro. I just wanted to tell you to respect others."
He then patted Flesh on the shoulder and continued, "I know what you were thinking, but there are many ways to get attention, and bullying others is the least cool of them all."
"You're actually pretty good at basketball. Keep it up, and you have a real chance of becoming a basketball star. Go for it!"
After speaking, Meng Ran left a thoughtful Flesh and turned to walk towards Gwen and the others on the sidelines.
Gwen wasn't as excited anymore, but she still had a faint blush on her face.
Seeing Meng Ran walk over, she also smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to really be ten to zero. A bet is a bet, so I owe you dinner."
Meng Ran looked at Gwen and smiled, "Who said you owe me dinner?"
Seeing Gwen's confusion, Meng Ran continued, "Beautiful Miss Gwen, I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you to dinner with me?"
With that, he bowed slightly and extended his hand to Gwen.
Gwen, seeing Meng Ran's playful act, also cooperated by bowing, like a noble young lady, and placed her hand in Meng Ran's.
Then they both looked at each other and smiled, amused by the other's actions.