nucmednet Chapter 305 You call this a supreme combat technique?
Chapter 305 You call this a supreme combat technique?
Chen You looked at the furious, dark-skinned female city lord in front of him, a series of question marks floating across his forehead.
Skill? Four-step layup?
What on earth is all this?!
Where did the Origin Realm assemble such an outrageous NPC from?
"Lord Sander."
"Call me James Sanders."
Chen You took a deep breath, trying to steer the conversation back on track.
"Let's not talk about the value of this gold."
"According to the rules, if you take more than two steps with the ball without dribbling, it's considered traveling."
"Four steps? That's called running while carrying the ball!"
Sander's eyes turned extremely dangerous.
She took a sudden step forward, her two-meter-tall figure creating an extremely imposing presence.
"Outsider, you are blaspheming my ancestors!" Sander roared, his voice shaking the surrounding stone walls.
"This is a supreme technique that our ancestor comprehended under the starry sky! With each four steps, it disregards the laws of space, aiming directly for the enemy general's head!"
"How dare you define this great combat technique with your shallow understanding?"
Chen You was speechless.
You call taking one extra step ignoring the laws of space?
Four steps is considered traveling; in reality, the referee's whistle would practically be blowing smoke.
Ding.
A system notification sounded in Chen You's ear.
The main quest "Shadows of the Snowfield" has been updated.
[Mission Objective: Pass the test of James Sand, Lord of Hidden Star City.]
[Mission Hint: Defeat her in her proudest way, or be smashed into mincemeat by her.]
Looking at the semi-transparent panel in the upper right corner of his vision, Chen You sighed.
Talking nicely won't work anymore; this game ultimately comes down to fists, or rather, basketball.
"Alright." Chen You cracked his knuckles. "Since you're so confident in this 'combat skill,' then we'll do it your way."
"Does scoring a goal count as winning, or does fighting count as winning?"
Sander jumped back and with a single wave of her hand, the dark red basketball that had fallen to the ground flew back into her palm.
A blinding red light shone on the surface of the basketball, and violent spiritual energy flowed across the surface, emitting a deep hum.
"In my hands, the basketball is a weapon!" Sander held the ball with both hands, lowering his center of gravity.
"By taking this blow, I'll acknowledge that you're qualified to speak with me!"
Before he finished speaking, Sander moved.
boom!
As soon as she took her first step, the bluestone slab beneath her feet shattered, sending fragments flying everywhere.
boom!
With the second step, her speed increased dramatically, her massive body creating a gust of wind that instantly closed the distance between her and Chen You.
Chen You stood still.
Faced with Sander's charge, he didn't even bother to draw his sword.
To deal with this kind of "player," you need to use professional defensive techniques.
boom!boom!
Step three, step four.
Sander took off from a distance of two meters from Chen You.
She held the basketball, brimming with violent power, high above her head with both hands, her body arched like a full moon in mid-air.
"Combat Technique: Overhead Slam Dunk!"
Sander roared and slammed down on Chen You's head with the force of a mountain crashing down.
The airflow was torn apart, producing a piercing shriek.
Chen You looked up.
The movements were too slow, and the mistakes were numerous.
He slightly bent his knees, and his spiritual energy instantly flowed into his legs.
boom!
The ground beneath Chen You's feet suddenly collapsed, and he was lifted into the air like a cannonball.
Starting late but arriving early, he instantly surpassed Sander's takeoff height.
Under Sander's shocked gaze, Chen You stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and precisely pressed them onto the dark red basketball that had crashed down.
Two forces, one large and one small, collided violently in mid-air.
Sander's eyes widened.
Her extraordinary strength, which she was so proud of, encountered an insurmountable barrier in front of this seemingly frail body.
"Insufficient take-off height."
Chen You's voice rang in Sander's ears, calm and without a ripple.
"Their intention to make a move was too obvious."
Chen You's right arm muscles suddenly tightened.
"Most importantly, you walked."
Snapped!
A deafening explosion.
The red glow on the basketball instantly dissipated, and the entire ball was slapped away by Chen You.
The dark red sphere transformed into a blur and slammed into the black rock wall in the distance of the courtyard, embedding itself deeply, with large spiderweb-like cracks spreading around it.
Sander lost his balance, and his massive body plummeted from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a large crater.
Chen You landed steadily and dusted off his hands.
The courtyard was deathly silent.
Several guards outside the courtyard had been secretly watching the area.
At this moment, everyone's mouths were agape, and they almost couldn't hold their weapons steady.
Their invincible city lord was actually outmaneuvered!
Sander climbed out of the pit, his face full of disbelief.
She turned her head to look at the basketball embedded in the wall, and then at Chen You, who stood there calmly.
"Impossible...this is impossible!"
Sander gritted his teeth, lunged at the wall, and scooped the basketball out with one hand.
"Again! Combat Technique: Back-to-Back One-on-One!"
She dribbled back to Chen You, turned her back to him, and slammed into him with her broad shoulders and back.
Chen You planted his feet firmly on the ground and circulated his spiritual energy.
boom!
Sander bumped into Chen You, feeling as if he had crashed into an unshakeable iron tower.
Chen You remained completely still, without even a slight tremor.
After three unsuccessful attempts to hit the basket, Sander roared, turned sharply, and leaned back dramatically, preparing to shoot.
"Combat Technique: Lean Back..."
Chen You didn't even jump; he simply took half a step forward.
His hand shot out like lightning, precisely slicing the side of the basketball just as it was about to leave his grasp.
Snapped.
The basketball slipped from his grasp and rolled to the side.
"It's over." Chen You withdrew his hand, his tone still calm.
Sander's movements froze in mid-air.
She stared blankly at the basketball rolling away, her hands still in the shooting posture.
His two-meter-tall, muscular body began to tremble slightly.
Chen You looked at her, thinking she was about to unleash a powerful move, and carefully prepared to deal with it.
As a result, Sander's eyes reddened.
Large tears rolled down her dark brown cheeks.
His broad, shovel-shaped jaw trembled violently.
"Wow--"
Sander plopped down on the ground, kicking his legs wildly, and cried loudly like a three-year-old who had his toy taken away.
"I practiced this move for two and a half years! A full two and a half years!"
Sander wiped away her tears and sobbed uncontrollably.
"I get up before dawn every day to practice dribbling, and I even sleep with a ball in my arms!"
"I thought I had mastered the essence of our ancestors' combat techniques, but I can't even beat a stranger like you!"
"I've let my ancestors down! I'm a useless piece of trash! Waaaaah..."
Chen You was completely dumbfounded.
He looked at the muscular woman rolling around on the ground and felt a chill run down his spine.
The contrast is just too much!
Just a moment ago they were ignoring the laws of space, and now they've been completely broken down and are crying?
Chen You rubbed his temples and walked up to Sander.
"Alright, stop crying," Chen You said.
Sander cried even louder: "What right do you have to tell me what to do! You shattered my pride, and now you won't even let me cry!"
"No, I passed the test. Shouldn't we talk about serious matters now?"
"I'm not in the mood!"
"..."
What the hell is this?