Immediately, as Gao Yanfei was about to crash into him, Hao Jian suddenly spun his body, causing Gao Yanfei to completely miss. If Gao Yanfei had collided with Hao Jian, he would certainly have been uncomfortable, but since Gao Yanfei had missed, the force he exerted found no recipient, almost causing him to fall.

Fortunately, he managed to stabilize himself and didn’t fall, but at that moment, Hao Jian suddenly acted. He deftly intercepted the ball from Gao Yanfei’s hands. Holding the ball, and before Gao Yanfei could react, Hao Jian had already sprinted to midcourt.

Gao Yanfei immediately chased after Hao Jian. Others hadn’t yet crossed the halfcourt; they quickly turned back and positioned themselves inside, ready to defend Hao Jian. At this point, Gao Yanfei also arrived, blocking Hao Jian and preparing to prevent him from making a sudden three-point shot.

But then, a smile appeared on Hao Jian’s face. Whenever his lips curled slightly, it meant he was up to something. Evidently, Gao Yanfei was a bit afraid of him, defending him tightly, blocking him without allowing him any chance to advance.

However, if Hao Jian wanted to rush forward, who could stop him? He charged forward with the ball, effortlessly bypassing Gao Yanfei, and in a manner resembling the ferocity of a Murder God, he stormed into the interior. Although Number Two was originally ready to block him, seeing Hao Jian’s irresistibly overwhelming force, he immediately flinched and avoided him even before Hao Jian approached.

Following that, when Hao Jian continued forward, others in the interior dared not block him either. Hao Jian, with the team trailing behind, drove straight into the interior. As he approached near the hoop, he suddenly executed a move that surprised everyone present — he leapt into the air.

"Is he crazy? Does he intend to dunk?" Seeing this, everyone’s minds began to stir with these thoughts; Hao Jian actually wanted to perform a dunk right here, despite his jumping ability seeming remarkable, even superior to Gao Yanfei’s.

However, dunking is not merely about wanting to; one needs the jump height and skills. Besides, with so many spectators, if he jumps but misses the dunk or even fails to touch the rim — what then? Wouldn’t that be hugely embarrassing in front of everyone?

Everyone watched this scene, exhibiting faces of disbelief. To them, it seemed Hao Jian had gone mad seeking the spotlight; clearly, he could secure two points with a simple layup, yet he opted for this risky attempt at a dunk.

Everyone gaped at Hao Jian in disbelief, but this was a fleeting moment. These thoughts surfaced briefly in their minds, leaving no time for further contemplation.

Even the P.E. teacher acting as referee displayed disbelief. As Hao Jian sped up from the three-point line heading into the interior, the teacher guessed what Hao Jian intended, yet found it hard to believe. Having years of experience teaching sports, he had seen many talented basketball students, but none capable of dunking.

In fact, not just in his school, teachers elsewhere hadn’t encountered any students capable of dunking. So when he saw Hao Jian leap, he wore an expression of disbelief, thinking Hao Jian had lost his mind.

Yet, the next second, as Hao Jian sprung upwards and hurled the ball robustly into the hoop, the ball effortlessly sank into the basket, and Hao Jian, gripping the rim with one hand, hung triumphantly like a formidable war god.

An uproar ensued across the court! Everyone witnessing this was astounded. When Hao Jian took his leap, many had fleeting thoughts of madness, including Liang Xiaohan who had always believed in Hao Jian but hesitated upon witnessing this moment — yet unexpectedly, Hao Jian truly succeeded.

A dunk, two points, though merely scoring two points, among all present, no one dared say they could dunk. Not Number Two, not Gao Yanfei, and even the P.E. teacher acting as referee couldn’t manage; none could, having only seen such scenes in NBA games or films or anime. But who has ever witnessed it in real life?

No one anticipated Hao Jian would actually pull off a dunk, and a stylish one at that. Smoothly executed, he just dunked as if it was simple. Everyone was amazed, even the P.E. teacher, who took a moment to react before flipping over the scoreboard to add two points to Class Three.

"Hao Jian! You are the best!" This was when Zhang Danlin loudly shouted from the sidelines.

Some had no expectations for Hao Jian or Class Three, merely coming to mock Class Three’s misfortune. But witnessing this, they instantly felt stirred, realizing Class Three now had a shot, a hope for victory.

No matter, regardless of winning or not, just the fact he dared dunk, effortlessly — how many could dunk? He could! Just for that, internally they were thrumming with excitement. Originally sensing no feelings during the game, Hao Jian’s surprising dunk made them find the game thrilling as hell.

With Zhang Danlin shouting so, for reasons unknown, those spectators initially there for laughs suddenly joined in calling out Hao Jian’s name.

In no time, Hao Jian’s name reverberated across the court with chants like "Hao Jian, you are my hero" or "Hao Jian is awesome" echoing repeatedly. Meanwhile, Zhang Danlin didn’t idle, rallying classmates from Class Three, cheering them on.

The momentum initially favored Class Five, as Class Three seemed defeated. But due to Hao Jian’s dunk, the tide turned, with Class Five looking deflated and Class Three spiritedly soaring.

At this moment, Gao Yanfei’s face flushed redder than ever. Originally, Class Five held absolute advantage, expecting Hao Jian to face disgrace, but now it’s Hao Jian gaining limelight while they were coldly overlooked.

Unconvinced, he rallied the team, commanding: "Damn it, get focused and shut down Hao Jian! Shut them down, don’t let them score anymore, hear me!"

Despite nodding silently, going "yes," internally Number Two and others had some discontent. The game emphasizes teamwork; previously, they indeed performed poorly, not even attempting to block Hao Jian but blindly stepping aside. But at that point, it was instinct for self-preservation as Hao Jian tore through like a Murder God — resisting meant being struck.

Their instinct was to dodge, and if Gao Yanfei had blocked Hao Jian then, he wouldn’t have dunked! Hearing Gao Yanfei’s rebuke now evidenced he vented his frustration upon them, which they found unfair.

Nevertheless, since Gao Yanfei was their leader, despite dissatisfaction, they had to endure quietly, afraid to utter a word, merely nodding silently.

The referee only returned from astonishment, thinking afterward to definitely recruit Hao Jian. Such talent wasted without proper training would be a pity. So, distributing the ball to Class Five, the game resumed.

Perhaps his head clouded with anger or not, Class Five’s Number Five delivered the ball, passing to Number Two, and then to Gao Yanfei. But before Gao Yanfei secured it, Hao Jian intercepted it again, swiftly gaining possession.

Before others could react, Hao Jian already dashed into their interior. With a beautiful three-step layup, he scored again, another two-pointer.

Another uproar ensued! Just after a dunk minutes ago, now another goal, scored so quickly many hadn’t reacted yet when the ball went in. The referee stood dumbfounded, marking Class Two additional points on the scoreboard.

Gao Yanfei was stunned, about to lose his temper, yet considering it was him losing the ball, he refrained from blaming others, only turning his anger towards himself and Hao Jian.

Frustrated, he stomped his foot, muttering a curse.

Glancing at the scoreboard instinctively, he had initially imagined holding Class Three to mere three points, but now somehow, their score was catching up, not far behind.