Chapter 109 - Strength Speaks!!!
On the other side, Jiang Hao glanced at the scoreboard: 6 to 45. Liu Biao's team had a mere six points, while No.1 Middle School boasted 45!
Seeing the lopsided score, Jiang Hao immediately understood Liu Biao's urgency.
With such a gap, playing on seemed utterly pointless.
Then, Liu Biao pointed towards the No. 1 Middle School team, where their athletes were crowding around player number eight, and said,
“Master, that number eight is their hired ringer.”
Jiang Hao followed Liu Biao's gesture and caught sight of number eight at the heart of No. 1 Middle School's players.
He was a towering figure in sportswear, his face marred by acne, and his arms rippled with muscle—a clear sign he wasn't to be trifled with.
Liu Biao spoke up again,
“They say he's with the City Basketball Association. He's the one who's been dominating us. You've got to get revenge for us!”
Hearing this, Jiang Hao gave number eight a surprised look. The guy was about their age, yet he was part of the Tianhee City Sports Team!
Liu Biao blinked pitifully at Jiang Hao, trying to garner some sympathy.
But such a gesture coming from a burly man was more cringe-inducing than anything.
Jiang Hao, at a loss for words, slapped a hand over Liu Biao's face and shoved him aside before heading towards the court.
Liu Biao's eyes brimmed with grievance as he prepared to follow, but then Jiang Hao's voice rang out,
“Go talk to the referee now, we need to make a substitution!”
At that, Liu Biao's face lit up with ecstatic relief, and he eagerly asked,
“Master, are you really going in?”
Jiang Hao turned and shot Liu Biao a stern look,
“Just do it, and cut the chatter!”
“But this is exactly what you wanted!”
With a sly grin, Liu Biao wasn't the least bit upset; instead, he cheerfully dashed off to the referee.
Before long, Liu Biao returned, and the referee's whistle officially signaled the change.
Let's get started!
Over here, Jiang Hao stepped in as player number six for the Second Senior High School Sports Team!
With the sound of the whistle, Jiang Hao and Liu Biao took to the field!
Seeing Jiang Hao next to him, donning the number six jersey, Liu Biao felt a surge of confidence!
“Liu Biao, let's stick to the strategy we practiced earlier. I'll handle their number eight, and everyone else mark a man!”
Liu Biao nodded in agreement!
Just then, Yang Chuanwei caught sight of Jiang Hao beside Liu Biao and was taken aback, followed by a mocking laugh.
“Liu Biao, have you lost your mind? Thinking a scholar-lord can help you turn the tide?”
“I'll have you know, while a scholar-lord might excel in academics, this isn't a test of knowledge! Today, not even a god of learning could help you make a comeback!”
Liu Biao was about to clap back when Jiang Hao pulled him aside and spoke calmly.
“Big talk is pointless here. Let's let our performance do the talking!”
Jiang Hao's response left Yang Chuanwei at a loss for words!
Meanwhile, number eight, standing by Yang Chuanwei, gave Jiang Hao a puzzled look.
He felt a sense of familiarity with Jiang Hao but couldn't quite place where they had met.
As the teams were ready and the referee arrived, the game kicked off once more!
The crowd watched Jiang Hao enter the game; their initial excitement quickly turned to concern.
“Darn, why is Jiang Hao only showing up now? Can he really catch up?”
“Exactly! And with number eight from the first team being so formidable, can Jiang Hao really hold his own against him?”
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