lovenovelstory Chapter 12 The Magical Treasures of the Western Regions
Chapter 12 The Magical Treasures of the Western Regions
Black international students took the stage.
The atmosphere was noticeably different on the history department side.
Negoti receives the ball beyond the three-point line.
He dribbled twice, then pulled up and shot a three-pointer.
They're in.
This scene repeated itself several times.
After gaining power, Neige would occasionally hurl insults at the mathematics department.
"Oh shit……"
The sports committee member's face turned red, and his hands were shaking as he dribbled the ball.
The scoreboard numbers on the history department's side jumped rapidly, the score rising from four points to fifteen.
It was on the verge of collapse.
Halftime whistle blows!
Both teams' players left the field for a rest.
Bai Sheng walked from the back row to the sidelines.
He patted the substitute guard who sat down to drink water:
"I'll substitute you in the second half."
The substitute was unscrewing his water bottle to drink when he heard this and choked.
"Brother Sheng, are you kidding me?"
This defender was also a classmate of theirs.
Bai Sheng casually took off his coat and draped it over the chair.
The white T-shirt and sweatpants underneath were visible.
The sports committee member came down from the field and saw Bai Sheng standing by the field.
What brings you here?
"Didn't you ask me to go on stage?"
Bai Sheng countered with a question.
"Wow, honey, are you serious? Didn't you say you wouldn't hit me?"
The sports committee member's eyes lit up.
"Get lost, I've changed my mind."
"Are you sure you can handle it? That black guy is as strong as an ox!"
Bai Sheng picked up a ball from the ground and bounced it twice to get a feel for it.
Boom!
The ball's rhythm upon impact with the floor was steady, and the force of its rebound was perfectly controlled.
Then he casually tossed a three-pointer from beyond the arc.
The ball traced an arc.
It grazed the front edge of the rim and bounced out.
"Are you even capable?" the substitute gloated from the sidelines.
The sports commissioner immediately changed his expression and shouted:
"If you're so good, why don't you do it yourself?"
The substitute awkwardly turned his head away and silently took a sip of water.
Bai Sheng looked at his hands.
I definitely didn't control my strength properly just now.
But the speed of the jump and the height of the release,
It far exceeded his own expectations.
The experience and muscle memory gained during junior and senior high school are no longer as effective.
He needs some time to adjust.
……
The second half has begun.
Bai Sheng enters the game.
"Don't be nervous, let's just treat this as a game..."
The sports committee member ran past him and whispered something.
History Department kicks off!
The ball was passed to the [Western Regions cultivator].
Blackie dribbled the ball across half-court and faced off against White.
Upon seeing the new face, he flashed a bright white smile.
He deliberately dribbled the ball extremely low and fast, alternating between his left and right hands to change direction.
He spewed out a string of trash talk.
Bai Sheng had long ago controlled his hearing, blocking out Hei Ge's voice.
However, it is ultimately impossible to achieve 100% blocking.
Upon hearing these words, Bai Sheng frowned slightly.
I can't understand Bull Demon's words...
Why are you swearing at me in English?
bastard...
Bai Sheng only regretted that he didn't have the abilities of a celestial being.
Otherwise, if he acts on his whim, the law enforcement weapon and long whip will give him a good beating.
Bai Sheng stared intently at the ball in Hei Ge's hand, completely focused.
suddenly,
Neymar accelerated his breakthrough.
Bai Sheng took a step to the side, reached out, and precisely slapped the ball.
The ball bounced out.
The sports committee member lunged forward and snatched the ball, then paused for a second before reacting:
"They stole the ball!"
Bai Sheng had already turned around and started running forward.
Before the black guys could react, Bai Sheng rushed across the halfway line.
The sports committee member passed the ball over.
Bai Sheng easily received the ball.
Three steps to the layup, a flick of the wrist
The ball grazed the backboard and bounced into the basket!
The scoreboard showed a close contest with only two points separating the two teams.
After a timeout,
When the Black exchange student returned to the field, the relaxed smile on his face disappeared.
He asked for the ball.
He dribbled past half-court but didn't pass the ball.
Instead, he turned his back to Bai Sheng and began to chisel inwards.
obviously,
He hoped to use his physical advantage to overpower Bai Sheng.
Neige turned his back and pressed down on Bai Sheng.
He grinned and slammed backward with all his might.
His back collided with Bai Sheng's chest, and in an instant,
Neige felt like he had crashed into a load-bearing wall.
The reaction force bounces back along the same path, flowing along the spine and into the supporting leg.
Click!
With his ankle twisted outward, the black man fell heavily to his side onto the floor.
"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"
A commotion erupted inside the venue.
The spectators on the sidelines gasped in surprise.
Many people took out their phones to capture the scene.
Whistle blows!
The team doctor ran over and took a look.
His ankle was swollen like a dark purple bun.
They simply carried them away on a stretcher.
The sports committee member jogged over: "Are you alright... What kind of coin hurt you?"
Bai Sheng walked to the sidelines and took a sip of water.
He pulled the coat off the chair and tossed it over his shoulder.
He turned and walked towards the sidelines.
The sports committee member quickly caught up with them: "Where does it hurt?"
"No, I'll give it to you."
Bai Sheng blew on the stray hairs on his forehead: "I'm really fine, I just don't want to fight anymore."
"Brother! Big brother—our ancestors! We're about to win!"
The sports committee member jogged after him.
Bai Sheng waved casually, as if to say goodbye.
You clashed with a cultivator from the Western Regions, resulting in a fierce battle in which your opponent was severely injured and died in terror.
He begged you to spare his life and revealed the exact location of a hidden treasure.
Bai Sheng was stunned for a moment.
This was the first time he had ever seen such an ending.
This is a very different reward settlement method.
Suddenly, a very thin black line appeared before Bai Sheng's eyes.
The line started from his feet and stretched out in a straight line.
Crossing the concrete floor of the stadium, passing through the walls,
Pointing southwest.
The line itself is a deep black, suspended in the air, undulating slightly.
"This is……"
He strode out of the side door of the stadium, the black line still visible.
"This is guiding me!"
Bai Sheng quickly scanned a shared bicycle.
Step on the pedals and ride along the line.
The black line runs westward.
Walk through the food street, cross the traffic lights at the school gate,
Finally, we turned at the fork in the road.
They led him onto an uphill asphalt road.
The road gets narrower and narrower as you walk.
The number of shops on both sides gradually decreased, and they were replaced by two rows of roadside trees.
I rode for about twenty minutes.
Bai Sheng looked up and saw a mountain.
At an altitude of over a thousand meters, it is a well-known scenic spot in the city.
There's a small square at the foot of the mountain, with only a few tourists around.
Several souvenir stalls were set up at the edge of the small square.
The black line ends here.
Bai Sheng locked the car and walked along the line.
Finally, it landed in front of an old man's stall who was squatting on the steps.
It seems like I'll have to pay for this magic weapon myself.
Bai Sheng thought to himself, "This Western Region cultivator is very immoral."
I've prepared breakfast for you; you can just go to the breakfast shop to buy it.
Is there any difference between these two things?
Putting aside his complicated thoughts, Bai Sheng began to examine the final landing point of the black line.
The old man had spread out a red cloth in front of him.
Various small ornaments were displayed on the cloth.
Walnut bracelets, plastic Buddha statues, and a small sword made of woven copper coins.
They're all the kind of wholesale goods commonly found in tourist areas.
A small radio was placed beside the old man's feet, playing:
"Tang San's home is located on the west side of Holy Soul Village..."