Chapter 55: Giving up on Healing?

Everyone was stunned. Nearly four meters high—could he actually block that shot?

Damn, was Zhang Fan even human?

"Smack smack smack!"

The sound of the basketball hitting the ground with each bounce seemed like a slap hitting Zhong Tianchen's face hard.

Zhang Fan walked over to Zhong Tianchen, patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Sigh, I gave you a chance, and you didn't seize it well."

Zhang Fan's voice intertwined with the sound of the basketball rolling on the ground.

No one spoke. They were all dizzy from the slap contained in Zhang Fan's words.

In their minds, they replayed Zhang Fan's jump and strike repeatedly, branded deeply like hot iron.

"Huff!"

It took a full thirty seconds before long breaths rose like waves. Their eyes even showed a trace of blood red from excitement.

Provincial team? Impressive, huh?

"Hey, old classmate, if you don't move, I'm going to shoot," Zhang Fan shouted, holding the ball.