Chapter 493: Where Did the Courage Come From?

Of course, to many people, Xiao Yufan’s previous move had been quite wise. If he hadn’t dodged just now, he would surely have been knocked flying. Not everyone was blinded by arrogance.

Feeling the basketball, Xiao Yufan began clumsily dribbling it, then walked straight to beyond the three-point line. It had been so many years since he last touched a basketball—his movements were inevitably rusty…

“What the hell, is this guy seriously not knowing how to play basketball? Then why does he dare to pretend to be so good?” Seeing this, laughter erupted from the crowd. In their eyes, Xiao Yufan and Mo Yun were simply not in the same league.

As soon as Mo Yun saw Xiao Yufan dribbling, the gloom on his face vanished, replaced by a smile once again. If Xiao Yufan didn’t know how to play basketball, he would be the perfect foil for him. There was nothing wrong with showing off, but showing off in front of him was a mistake.

Thinking this, Mo Yun instinctively glanced toward Lan Yue nearby. But at this moment, Lan Yue’s eyes were fixed solely on Xiao Yufan—she hadn’t even glanced at him. This only strengthened Mo Yun’s resolve to humiliate Xiao Yufan even more.

“Thump! Thump! Thump!”

Xiao Yufan dribbled the ball a few times, gradually regaining a bit of his feel for it. Although he hadn’t touched the ball in recent years, he had at least seen pigs walk, even if he hadn’t seen pork. After a little adjustment, his movements were passable.

“Hey, pass the ball already!” Xiao Yufan’s two teammates rolled their eyes and hurriedly urged him. Pretending to be so good when he clearly couldn’t play? They were amazed…

Mo Yun’s teammates reacted quickly too, each guarding one opponent, while Mo Yun himself strode toward Xiao Yufan.

“Come on, let’s see how you get past me!” Mo Yun sneered, his large arms spread wide, showing no defensive weakness. Even a skilled player might struggle to break through his defense, let alone Xiao Yufan.

Xiao Yufan completely ignored Mo Yun. He lifted his head to glance at the distant hoop, then, under everyone’s astonished gaze, suddenly leapt into the air.

Was he attempting a three-pointer? That was Mo Yun’s first thought…

But it was already too late to stop him. Xiao Yufan had already released the ball, which arced beautifully toward the hoop. All eyes focused on that ball, as if time had frozen in that moment.

“Whoosh!” The basketball flew directly over the backboard and out of the court entirely. This sight triggered another round of laughter from everyone present. Such a shot could only mean one thing—Xiao Yufan was even more ridiculous than they had imagined.

“What the hell, is this guy a clown’s monkey? This is hilarious! I really don’t know where he got the courage to step onto the court!”

Taunts rose and fell like waves, the entire court now filled with laughter. Xiao Yufan had become the butt of everyone’s jokes, and secretly, they all felt a surge of satisfaction.

“It seems I need to hold back a bit more strength next time,” Xiao Yufan shrugged indifferently, not caring at all about the ridicule. With his strength being so great, it was only natural he couldn’t control it perfectly at first.

Mo Yun was also laughing heartily now—the more embarrassing Xiao Yufan looked, the happier he felt…

“Although I don’t know how you managed to take Yue away from that guy from the Gong family, in this area, you’re nothing more than a weakling with a combat power of five!”

The game continued. Mo Yun unleashed his full strength, scoring nine baskets within just a few minutes. Xiao Yufan’s team had only managed two. Since that one touch of the ball, Xiao Yufan hadn’t touched it again—his two teammates clearly had no intention of passing it to him.

What a joke! If he couldn’t even shoot, why pass it to him? For fun?

At this point, if Mo Yun scored just one more basket, he would win decisively. Thinking about it made him even more excited. He had won countless games before, but this one was the most satisfying—humiliating Xiao Yufan like this.

“You don’t plan to just stand there until the game ends, do you?” Mo Yun approached Xiao Yufan quietly, whispering with a smirk, his expression filled with disdain and mockery.

He had already taken center stage, while Xiao Yufan still stood outside the three-point line, occasionally wandering under the hoop like a bystander, not even bothering to jump for the ball.

“Do you really think you’ve already won?” Xiao Yufan replied with a faint smile, his expression calm and composed.

“What do you mean? Did you win instead? Have you lost your mind?” Mo Yun didn’t hide his contempt at all. If he could provoke this guy, that would make it even easier to humiliate him further.

“There’s still one shot left…”

“Now the ball is in my hands. Do you really think you can stop me?”

“You won’t know unless you try.”

In the previous nine baskets, Xiao Yufan had never directly challenged Mo Yun, because he wanted to defeat him at his most confident moment and make him admit defeat wholeheartedly.

Mo Yun had to admit, this man was indeed audacious enough. Licking his dry lips, his eyes flashed with coldness as he raised his thumb, then provocatively flipped it downward.

“Awesome! That’s the kind of figure we expect from Dahu Qing!” Mo Yun’s gesture once again ignited the crowd’s excitement. This move was just too damn cool.

The ball danced in Mo Yun’s hands like a toy. Immediately, Xiao Yufan blocked his path, his hands slightly spread, though his expression remained relaxed.

“So fast…” In the next second, everyone saw Mo Yun dart forward. That explosive acceleration could only be described in one word—terrifying.

Mo Yun moved left with the ball, faking a realistic move, then in an instant, he dashed right. Even top-level basketball players might struggle to replicate such a maneuver.

“Whoosh!” In an instant, Mo Yun appeared behind Xiao Yufan. He had indeed tricked him. But just as he prepared to sprint for a shot, he suddenly realized—the ball was gone.

Where was the ball? Everyone, including Mo Yun, was confused. How had the ball just disappeared from his hands?

But at that moment, a dribbling sound came from behind Mo Yun. He turned around sharply and saw the ball now in Xiao Yufan’s hands, and his handling was clearly not that of a novice.

How was this possible? The ball had clearly been in Mo Yun’s hands moments ago. How had it suddenly appeared in Xiao Yufan’s?

No one present saw how Xiao Yufan had stolen the ball from Mo Yun. But regardless, the ball was now in Xiao Yufan’s hands—that was the fact.

“Damn it!” Mo Yun roared furiously, charging forward recklessly. He assumed Xiao Yufan had just gotten lucky and intercepted the ball by chance. He had to get it back—this was a matter of pride.

Yet before Mo Yun could reach Xiao Yufan, Xiao Yufan jumped again. With a gentle push of his right hand, the ball left his fingers, flying in a perfect arc toward the hoop.

This was his second shot—still a three-pointer…