The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 204: [When I Get Serious, Even I Scare Myself] Third Shift

Third update!

Three-pointer!

Central Line three-pointer!

Ye Chenfeng hit the Central Line three-pointer!

The basketball team was in utter shock, feeling an almost overwhelming urge to kneel.

Chu Qingxue’s beautiful eyes shone brightly as she clenched her fists tightly, nearly leaping up in excitement.

"Too easy! Hey, Captain Kong, I advise you to just concede. If I really get serious, even I’d be scared of myself!" Ye Chenfeng gave Kong Zhe the middle finger.

Kong Zhe’s gaze was ice-cold as he looked at him, though he thought to himself, It must have been a fluke; this can’t be allowed!

"Second shot!"

This time, Kong Zhe got serious, passing the ball to Ye Chenfeng then actively closed in for the defense.

His original intent was to prevent Ye Chenfeng from scoring a single point. Now that Ye Chenfeng had scored, it was the greatest insult to him. His next goal was to ensure Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t score another point!

With his tall stature and long wingspan, Kong Zhe’s defensive stance was like a great bird’s wings, completely enveloping Ye Chenfeng, blocking his line of sight and sealing off his offensive routes—an overwhelmingly expansive defense. Coupled with his rich experience, it was difficult for Ye Chenfeng to even take a shot, let alone score.

"Haha, Captain Kong is serious now. I bet this kid won’t make the next shot!" someone commented.

"Swoosh!"

But, no sooner had these words been said, when a swooshing sound echoed, and the basketball hit its target once again!

The smile on that person’s face froze, and he watched the still-swaying white net in near-collapse.

It wasn’t just him on the verge of a breakdown; even Kong Zhe had a confounded look on his face, clueless about how Ye Chenfeng had made the three-pointer. He hadn’t even seen how Ye Chenfeng had taken the shot—his defense was supposed to have blocked Ye Chenfeng’s vision; how did he make the shot?

"It’s pointless. I advise you to surrender quickly. Beating you is like slicing vegetables!" Ye Chenfeng swaggered again.

Kong Zhe glared at him, "Don’t get cocky, kid. From now on, you won’t make a single basket!"

Ye Chenfeng shrugged helplessly, his lips curled into a teasing smile, "I almost believed you there for a second! Let’s start the third shot!"

Ye Chenfeng got serious for once, cradling the basketball and starting to make fake moves.

This time, Kong Zhe stuck to him up close, tightly guarding Ye Chenfeng and not allowing him to advance an inch.

"Wow, close defense!" Ye Chenfeng’s eyes lit up.

"Three-pointer!"

Ye Chenfeng grasped the ball with one hand, lifted it high, and posed as if he was going to shoot. Kong Zhe, with his accurate judgment, immediately jumped up, leaping seventy to eighty centimeters in a near-vertical jump, attempting to overshadow Ye Chenfeng completely.

But as the ball was raised over his head, Ye Chenfeng suddenly changed tactics, retracting the ball back to himself in an instant.

"My God, that’s a Jordan-style fake shot! Shh!" The basketball team, including a dozen players and two African American players, gasped, staring in disbelief. In that moment, they seemed to see a shadow of Jordan in Ye Chenfeng.

Easily deceiving Kong Zhe, Ye Chenfeng stepped to the left and jumped to make the shot, nailing another three-pointer smoothly.

"Incredible!"

Someone shouted out, and those basketball players looked at Ye Chenfeng with eyes filled with near worship.

Chu Qingxue was even more thrilled, exclaiming, "So cool!" Being a follower of basketball, she naturally recognized the artistry in Ye Chenfeng’s feints.

Kong Zhe’s face turned ashen with embarrassment, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

The MVP of the national league, who could even make it to the NBA as a super point guard, was dominated by an amateur today.

Scoring one basket, you could call it luck, but the second, the third?

At this moment, Kong Zhe finally realized he had underestimated his opponent. Ye Chenfeng was playing possum, his shooting ability no less than his own, perhaps even superior. The strength and angle of the wrist flick in his last three shots were flawless.

"Still not convinced?" Ye Chenfeng said arrogantly as he dribbled the ball, looking at Kong Zhe.

"Gah!"

The basketball team members and Chu Qingxue were all shocked. Kong Zhe, touted as the number one in Divine Land’s basketball, was being challenged by an amateur so casual it could shock off a number of jaws if word got out!

But Kong Zhe had to endure it, given that Ye Chenfeng had just school him in three one-on-one possessions.

"Come on, I will win for sure!"

Kong Zhe bent over, touched the ground with the tips of his toes, and spread his arms wide, letting out a roar while taking a defensive stance.

In front of his Goddess and team members, being provoked by Ye Chenfeng like this, he had murderous intent in his heart.

Swearing to himself, he had to win! He couldn’t lose face!

By now, Kong Zhe’s forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat beads. Even when training in the United States against well-known players, he had never been so nervous.

But today he was unprecedentedly tense, and the cause of his tension wasn’t a national player from any country, but a randomly picked amateur who even felt like lighting up a cigarette while playing, Ye Chenfeng.

"Begin!"

As the game started, Kong Zhe pounced like a tiger descending the mountain, constantly shifting his feet while striking out with both hands, determined to intercept Ye Chenfeng’s dribble.

"Kong is serious now. Last time I saw him this focused was during a warm-up match in Europe!" someone commented.

"Damn, that’s some incredible ball handling!"

But a second later, surprised voices rang out, and everyone’s gaze fixed on Ye Chenfeng.

Despite Kong Zhe’s fierce and incredibly fast attempts to intercept, Ye Chenfeng kept the ball moving rapidly between his legs and behind his back, like lightning, creating afterimages almost impossible for the eyes to track, repeatedly neutralizing Kong Zhe’s attempts to disrupt the dribble.

"Oh my God! My heavens!" two black players exclaimed, holding their heads as though they just laid eyes on God.

They couldn’t believe someone from Divine Land could handle the ball to such an extent; it seemed as though the basketball was attached to his hand, achieving a unity between the player and the ball.

"Kid, had your fun? Big brother is starting to attack now!"

A wicked smile curved up at the corner of Ye Chenfeng’s mouth as he began to retreat step by step while rapidly dribbling.

"Ah!"

Kong Zhe, filled with rage, lunged forward once again, but at that moment, Ye Chenfeng made a sliding step, starting his break to the right.

Kong Zhe felt his heart sink and his eyes focus sharply as he hastily moved to defend on the left.

"Tsst!"

However, just as he reached Ye Chenfeng, the ball was pulled back, causing Kong Zhe to miss.

"That change of pace is totally Paul’s style!" the black player exclaimed.

Kong Zhe lived up to his reputation as the number one in Divine Land’s basketball; in the nick of time, he reacted and immediately switched steps to defend.

"Tsst!"

Just then, Ye Chenfeng broke to the left. As Kong Zhe, whose footwork was still in transition, lunged once more, his stance was now staggered.