Chapter 001: Female Ghost

  Yang Hua and others who came down from the field, including Han Jihai and Zhang Chong, were all panting, their physical strength clearly exhausted. On the other hand, those second-year students seemed extremely relaxed.

  "Yang Hua, if we keep fighting like this, I'm afraid we'll lose." Only then did Han Jihai speak up.

  Yang Hua was unwilling to accept this fact, but had no choice in the face of reality. Even if he didn't admit it, there was nothing he could do about it.

  "Yang Hua, Yang Hua."

  Then came Li Nana's pleasant voice from behind.

  Yang Hua turned her head and saw Li Nana's worried face. She handed over a bottle of mineral water, Yang Hua took it and smiled at her.

  "Come on." Nana said with a pout.

  Yes.

  Yang Hua nodded.

  "Actually, I think we don't necessarily have to lose," Yang Hua encouraged.

  A few people looked at me and I looked at them, obviously feeling that this sentence is a bit unreliable.

  Yang Hua said, "They rely on interior breakthroughs, but it's clear that their three-pointers outside are not as good as ours in terms of accuracy. So I think we should expand our range and prevent them from getting close to the basket. This way, we can control their score and bring out our own three-pointer advantage."

  "What Yang Hua said makes sense." Ma Wenliang, who rarely spoke, nodded in agreement.

  Han Jihai's eyes lit up and said: "Right, let's play like this, I don't believe we can be swept away in the first game."

  Several people put their hands together.

  Add oil. The sound shook.

  With a whistle, the second quarter began.

  Because of that, Yang Hua expanded the range, apparently those tall guys in second grade were not used to shooting three-pointers outside and for a while they couldn't break through.

  Ma Wen took the opportunity to intercept, although the second-year students visited in time, but they have always been less aware of the three-point line, which gave Ma Wen a good chance to shoot a three-pointer.

  Only a second-grade boy sitting on the edge said: "That little first-grader's three-point shot was really accurate."

  Several classmates next to him also nodded in agreement.

  "Yes, he has already made 4 three-pointers and scored 12 points in the first half alone."

  "Awesome."

  The competition has now entered a white-hot stage.

  With two minutes left in the fourth quarter, the score was 67-60 with a seven-point spread.

  Everyone on the field was drenched in sweat, and running became even more laborious.

  Only Yang Hua was struggling alone there.

  However, his physical exhaustion forced him to face reality.

  Finally, Yang Hua broke through in a moment of carelessness by his opponent and scored a goal, narrowing the score to 5 points.

  "Defend, defend!"

  Yang Hua was shouting there, but several people were obviously physically exhausted and couldn't keep up, but still persisted.

  The second grade on the other side was also physically exhausted, and finally, a tall player lost control of the ball, which rolled out of bounds. As the referee, Wu Tao blew a frontcourt foul.

  The ball is in Yang Hua's hands.

  At this time, there was only one minute left in the game.

  Han Jihai made a pass and the ball went into Zhang Chong's hands.

  Zhang Chongben wanted to break through, but unfortunately, the tall and majestic figure in front of him made him give up this idea.

  The ball was passed into the hands of Han Ji-hae.

  Han Ji-hai received the ball, dribbled, and his body was entangled with that 185cm tall player in a stalemate. Finally, he released the ball from his hand and shot it towards the hoop.

  Several people watched as the ball was about to go into the basket, but the basketball turned around in the frame and bounced out again.

  A tall guy standing under the basket was about to grab the rebound, but unexpectedly a figure behind him jumped up first.

  Before he could see clearly, a crisp voice shouted: "Ma Wen, pitch!"

  As he turned around, it was Yang Hua who had grabbed the rebound earlier, but now the ball was no longer in his hands. Looking at Niu Tou, he saw that the shortest one, Ma Wen, standing outside the three-point line, with sweat beads on his face and his eyes fixed on the basket ahead.

  Several people held their breath and stared at him.

  Dunk.

  The basketball flew towards the hoop like a rainbow.

  It's getting worse.

  The whole audience erupted into applause.

  Ma Wen fell to the ground, panting and staring at Yang Hua.

  Yang Hua gave him a thumbs up. The two exchanged a smile.

  Go for it!

  The whole field was filled with cheers, especially Li Nana's voice was the loudest.

  The students in their class were even more enthusiastic and eager to go on stage to fight for them.

  There are only 32 seconds left until the end of the game.

  The score is still 2 points apart, and the most difficult thing is that the ball is now in the opponent's hands. If the opponent scores another goal, no matter what, Yang Hua and his team will definitely lose this time.

  Yang Hua on the scene said: "Absolutely cannot let them take down this ball."

  Several people shouted "Add oil" together.

  The opponent has the ball firmly trapped in their hands, they are not eager to attack now, just waiting for the time to be consumed as soon as possible. Even if it can't be consumed, as long as they consume those 24 seconds, the remaining 8 seconds will not allow the opponent to score.

  Only saw the second grade's firmly grasping the ball in their hands, as soon as they saw Yang Hua and others coming to intercept, they would quickly pass the ball out.

  With only 24 seconds left, the ball is now outside the three-point line. Finally, the tall guy who received the pass had no choice but to shoot the ball. The ball naturally hit the rim and bounced back up, falling outside the line.

  The entire stadium held its breath at this moment, with only 8 seconds left until the end of the game, just 8 seconds.

  And they were still 2 points apart, even if they made it, they could only make overtime, unless it was a three-pointer, but would the sophomores give them that chance?

  The answer is definitely impossible.

  Fortunately, the ball was in Yang Hua's hands.

  Actually, everyone already knows in their heart that Yang Hua and his team will definitely lose.

  The second-year students sitting on the west side of the basketball court have already started cheering for victory, and the few people on the court are also filled with joy. Only Yang Hua's side is full of disappointment. The cheerleading beauties at this moment also seem a bit listless, but only Li Nana is still there, looking at Yang Hua hopefully, hoping he can create a miracle, but is that possible?

  The final 8 seconds have finally begun.

  Ma Wenhui passes the ball.

  The ball fell into Yang Hua's hands. At the moment when Yang Hua caught the ball, his thoughts suddenly stopped for an instant.

  As for what happened, Yang Hua couldn't remember anything. (This is what Yang Hua told everyone later.)

  When Yang Hua received the ball at that moment, there were only 6 seconds left, and he had not yet reached the halfway point.

  Everyone already knew the outcome, it was impossible to reach half court in just 6 seconds from that position, and the people blocking him would not give him a chance. If he passed the ball, time would be even more insufficient. The basketball referee was about to blow the whistle at that moment.

  Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed on Yang Hua's body at a speed that was impossible for the human eye to see. Next, Yang Hua made a decision that no one in the entire audience dared to believe - he chose to throw the ball from less than half court.

  He was seen receiving the ball

  Jumped and shot, no time was wasted at all.

  The people who were about to rush up and stop him stood there with a foolish look on their faces.

  On one side, Zhang Chong, Ma Wen, Han Jihai and Chen Feng were all stunned, the whole scene was so quiet that even a falling needle could be heard.

  The ball drew a perfect arc in the air and flew straight towards the basket.

  The whole audience was shocked just now, but at this moment, their eyes all changed to unbelievable, because from the angle of view, it is completely possible to make a goal. The second graders who were originally excited, now one by one opened their mouths wide. They all looked at the ball flying in the air with incredible eyes.

  Bang!

  Agreed.

  It really got in.

  The whole audience stood up and applauded there to congratulate.

  Yang Hua and his class, who were originally somewhat depressed, now seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, shouting louder than anyone else.

  "Come on in, come on in."

  Zhang Chong couldn't believe it and even rubbed his eyes.

  "We're in, Zhang Chong, we won!" Han Jihai exclaimed excitedly by his side.

  Zhang Chong finally came to his senses.

  Did we win?

  As the whistle sounded, Zhang Chong finally woke up thoroughly.

  We won.

  Zhang Chong suddenly shouted loudly and ran towards Yang Hua who was standing on one side looking stunned.

  "Hua Zi, we won, we won."

  Zhang Zhong grabbed Yang Hua's arm. A deep chill instantly spread from Yang Hua's arm to Zhang Zhong's palm.

  Zhang Chong was shocked and quickly let go.

  Yang Hua suddenly came back to his senses, as if he had just woken up.

  "What did you say?" Yang Hua seemed more stunned than anyone else.

  Zhang Chong seemed a bit off just now, but at this moment he didn't have the mood to care about those things. He only heard himself excitedly saying: "Hua Zi, we won, we won."

  "Did I win?" Yang Hua was even more bewildered, in fact he had no idea what had just happened, all he remembered was that in a daze he had received the ball, and just as he was about to get up, he suddenly lost consciousness, when he came to, he saw Zhang Chong standing right in front of him.

  Yang Hua, who was thinking there, suddenly lifted up the whole person.

  Looking down, it turned out to be Han Jihai and Chen Feng, Ma Wen, who had actually lifted themselves up together.

  Yang Hua only knew at this moment that he had actually won.

  Although he didn't know anything about what happened earlier, he now knows the outcome.

  In the midst of being thrown up by Yang Hua, he glanced sideways and unexpectedly saw the female ghost You Ruo sitting on the court.

  The whole field was empty, with only her sitting quietly, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Just as Yang Hua was about to take another look, he suddenly found that the slender figure had disappeared silently and without warning.

  And he didn't notice at this time that the ring in his pocket was gradually losing its luster.