Tiger Tank

Shouts rang out from the court while they spoke.

"Old Jiang, there's a spot here."

Jiang Qinghua looked over.

There was only one team over at that court. They were blindly shooting their ball.

There were also two girls sitting under the hoop.

Jiang Qinghua smiled.

There was no need to "catch waves," and girls were watching.

It was perfect.

"Let's go." Jiang Qinghua guided his teammates and fangirls over to the court.

However, he stopped after just taking two steps.

That was mainly because of one of the girls sitting under the hoop.

At first, Jiang Qinghua had not managed to catch a clear look at her as she had been blocked by the pillar. He only realized now that she was shockingly muscular.

Jiang Qinghua thought, "Short hair, a round face, and the back, waist, and head of a tiger."

"She is immovable, like a mountain.

"Though, she's also like a mountain when she moves.

"Not good."

It was the Tiger Tank, Qiao Bixia.

"Change, change, change…" Jiang Qinghua's expression sunk as he turned around, "With the tank on the court… There's no way we can play."

Liu Xin looked at the muscular girl and said, "Forget it, let's go play. This is the only court without many people."

"Nonsense, she's not guarding you," Jiang Qinghua scolded, "Damn it, why not you try being mauled around the court by the tank."

"The official competition starts next week. Are the guys from the 2-2 not more powerful than her?"

"It's different. It's the pollution of the soul."

The two girls beside them glared at Liu Xin and chimed in.

"That's right, that's right."

"You can go if you want to."

Liu Xin instantly slipped into a daze when he got told off by the girls. He scratched his head and shifted to Li Zheng's side with a silly smile.

Li Zheng could see that even though Liu Xin was pretending to be tough, he was bleeding on the inside.

They were about to retreat when a figure flashed past them. The figure wore white sportswear and had a ponytail.

She was scrawny but was not to be trifled with.

Li Zheng's team, as well as the students playing around them, seemed to have slowed down.

At this moment, Lin Yujing had changed into a relaxed short-sleeved top and shorts. Her white sports shoes were also very large. They looked like they allowed her to jump higher.

Lin Yujing did not notice Li Zheng and the rest of his group. She did not look at anyone as she jogged to the area under the hoop. She started to do leg presses beside the Tiger Tank as a warm-up.

As it turned out, they were a team of three girls.

Li Zheng was a little dumbfounded.

"Why do I bump into her even at the court?" he thought.

However, Li Zheng's shock quickly turned into joy.

He thought, "I took another step in the right direction!

"Basketball!

"Yes!"

Liu Xin pouted at his side, "It looks like Lin Yujing is not in a good mood today. She's here again to bully others."

"Bully?" Li Zheng asked, "Is she very strong?"

"Very strong," Liu Xin nodded and said. "But she doesn't come often. She usually only comes if she did not score well on an exam... That's strange. She did get first in the monthly exams…"

LI Zheng was both excited and frustrated when he heard that.

He was excited as Lin Yujing being strong meant that she played basketball often.

It looked like the benefits of relaxing through playing basketball were extremely high. He had not made a wasted trip.

He was frustrated about not having picked up basketball earlier.

He normally even skipped gym class and the morning exercises.

It was no wonder he had to work harder for weaker results in comparison to Lin Yujing.

Li Zheng was not the only person who was surprised. Jiang Qinghua was surprised too.

Jiang Qinghua, who was about to escape in embarrassment, suddenly dribbled the ball between his legs and turned around.

"Forget it, let's make do." Jiang Qinghua played with the ball behind his back and walked toward the court where the tank was practicing with spirit. "Liu Xin, I'll leave the tank to you later."

"What?"

"What do you mean what? We're doing a man-to-man formation." Jiang Qinghua walked as he planned out their strategy, "Both Lin Yujing and I will guard each other as power forwards. You and the tank both play at the center position and will slug it out in the free-throw lane. Li Zheng will first play as a point guard and guard the girl we do not recognize."

"That… Bring it on…" Liu Xin pounded on his head.

For the basketball competition next week, he did not mind being pit against the tank today.

Li Zheng also nodded in agreement as he looked toward the girl that no one recognized.

"Long hair, a round face, single eyelids, medium build, ordinary," he observed.

"She and I will get along peacefully.

"After all, I am also the kind of boy that no one recognizes."

On the other side, beside the baseline, Lin Yujing was engrossed in her leg presses.

She suddenly stopped.

She abruptly lifted her head.

"Hm…"

She clenched her teeth and glared with wide eyes. She trembled slightly and gave off the aura that she was not to be messed with.

"What's going on, Jingjing?" Qiao Bixia squatted beside her and asked, "You have an enemy?"

"Mhmm." Lin Yujing fiercely nodded her head and pointed toward Li Zheng.

"Is it Handsome Jiang or the oil barrel?" Qiao Bixia jumped up and straightened her 1.8-meter frame. She squinted as she looked toward the team that was approaching them, "No matter, I'll crush all of them for you."

Behind her, the ordinary girl who was stretching her body was a little worried, "Didn't we agree… That we are just going to do some simple exercises. Don't get into a fight."

"You don't have to worry too much. These will all be reasonable clashes." Qiao Bixia turned her head and instructed, "All you have to do is to guard the boy that no one recognizes. I've never seen him before. He should not be too strong, perfect for you to practice on."

"Ok…" The girl looked toward Li Zheng.

She felt a little at ease when she saw Li Zheng's ordinary, yet slightly dependable expression.

"We will get along peacefully," she thought.

"After all, I am also the kind of girl that no one recognizes."

Li Zheng's group entered the court in a formidable fashion. The two fangirls quickly set up their phones and cheered for the group.

With their entrance, there were now three teams on the court. They could start playing at any time.

Jiang Qinghua walked to Lin Yujing's side after he bumped fists with a few other students, "Y'all can play first. Ladies first."

"Alright," Lin Yujing replied. She stepped onto the court with her teammates without looking at Jiang Qinghua's team.

However, Qiao Bixia hit Jiang Qinghua fiercely with her shoulder while she was walking into the court.

Fortunately, Jiang Qinghua was rather muscular and only staggered for half a step.

"Tsk, I'm sorry, Handsome Jiang," Qiao Bixia scoffed.

"It's alright, Sister Xia, it's alright…" Jiang Qinghua took the opportunity to drag Liu Xin over. "Just now, this guy told me that he is the best center forward in Cherry Lake and that you were just a boorish girl. I can't change his mind no matter how hard I try. He said that you have no technique and relied only on your body."

"Oh?" Qiao Bixia's tiger-like frame trembled. She squinted as she looked toward Liu Xin. Her voice turned shaky, "Oil… Barrel… Have you got what it takes?"

"What? No… I…"

"There's no need to say any more. I'll see you on the court." Qiao Bixia pulled on her collar. "Today, I won't even want this shirt anymore."

She stepped onto the court after she finished her sentence.

Liu Xin grabbed onto Jiang Qinghua and scolded, "Damn it, I already promised to deal with her. Did you have to do that?"

"Shh, shh, stop yapping." Jiang Qinghua became stern like a coach. He looked toward the court with a grave expression and said, "Watch the competition. I'll plan out a strategy later."

Li Zheng's team were not the only people watching the match.

Many of the other people who were catching waves on the other courts crowded toward the court where the female team was.

"Is that the second-year, Lin Yujing? I didn't know she played basketball."

"You haven't seen the world. She plays twice every semester."

"Playing with boys? Isn't that unsightly?"

"Don't underestimate her. Rumor has it that she has a hoop and a coach at home. She thinks that it's not worth playing with the students in school on a regular day."

"Damn it, those shoes! The AJ11 'Metallic Silver!'"

"What a waste. Isn't it better to wear those at home!"

The match was about to start. The team of boys was about to pass the ball.

It was a race to five points, with one point awarded for every score. Two points were awarded for three-pointers.

The team of boys on the court was made up of second-tier players from Class 2-7. Their abilities were average, but they were very determined.