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Chapter 22 Human-Machine Teammates - Really?!

Without the ball, he spun sideways, his whole body spinning like a top, drawing an arc to the right of the 1.95-meter-tall man.

After taking two steps forward, the 1.95-meter-tall man saw Qin Yu disappear from his sight.

Qin Yu had already circled behind him, lifted the basketball with his right hand, and gently pushed it towards the backboard.

despair!

A crisp sound of clapping rang out.

brush!

Immediately following was the basketball piercing through the net, creating a spray of net flowers!

Goal!

The entire process, from the pass to Qin Yu's goal, was as smooth as flowing water, taking less than ten seconds.

This is so much faster than when they scored 11-1 in just ten minutes.

The tattooed man's pupils trembled slightly.

"Just lucky." The tattooed man raised his neck, rubbed his hands together, and raised his voice to continue his sarcasm.

Based on that alone, it's impossible to catch up with nine goals, especially since they're not pushovers either.

As long as they serve, the tattooed man is certain that this is their domain.

Don't they realize their team's tallest player is 1.95 meters under the basket, while the opposing team's tallest is just this guy wearing a mask and hat, barely over 1.8 meters. With a nine-point deficit, the other team's chances of winning are slim to none.

The tattooed man didn't notice that Wu Yun's eyes were also wide open, staring at Qin Yu, his gaze lingering. That movement, that fluid grace—was this really the Qin Yu he knew?

Perhaps it was just a coincidence that Qin Yu had practiced this move; that was also a possibility, since Qin Yu's dribbling was still a bit rusty. Wu Yun explained this to himself.

He certainly hoped that Qin Yu's basketball skills would improve dramatically, but he didn't dare to have too many expectations.

One should not be too naive.

Sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He originally planned to buy a pair of AJ shoes for 1,200 yuan today, and withdrew his New Year's money and pocket money that he had saved for more than a year from the bank.

He went to the basketball court to find Qin Yu, only to see a group of people pulling at a girl in a yellow floral dress. He immediately went up to argue with them, and then the other party made a bet with him on a basketball game.

The tattooed man, noticing Wu Yun's somewhat unfocused gaze, sneered, "What? Even you didn't expect that ball would go in. It's just a pity he didn't execute your time-wasting tactics. So fast, are you trying to lose by a few more goals?"

The tattooed man glanced at Qin Yu, who had scored, his eyes now filled with even greater joy—the faster the opponent shot, the more times they could get the ball. He didn't believe that the kid who had joined them could make every single shot.

He waved to the 1.95-meter-tall man. The man picked up the ball from under the basket, passed it to the tattooed man, and, with a hostile look in his eyes, managed to get the ball despite Qin Yu's defense.

If that new masked kid dares to penetrate the paint again, I'll definitely slap him hard, knocking the basketball to the ground, so he knows how painful it is to be blocked.

If the opponent insists on showing off, then it's not unreasonable to lay them down on the ground, ball and all.

boom! boom! boom!

This time, it was the tattooed man's team's turn to serve.

The tattooed man standing at the top of the three-point line bumped into Wu Yun, who was much smaller than him, and taunted, "Kid, regretting it? Come and try to steal it if you dare."

Wu Yun looked at the tattooed man, who was half a head taller than him, and wasn't swayed by the man's provocation. If he really tried to rob him, the tattooed man would definitely accuse him of fouling, and he wasn't that stupid.

"Kid, you're still holding your temper? Since you're not going to steal it, I'll pass it to you." The tattooed man looked at the man with the plum blossom pattern who was entangled with Qin Yu, and then pushed with both hands towards the man with the plum blossom pattern.

Subconsciously, Wu Yun took two steps toward the man with the plum blossom.

Just then, the basketball, which should have flown out, was spun around by the tattooed man's hands, crashing into Wu Yun's chest. After falling to the ground, the tattooed man immediately reached out and dribbled the ball.

With a simple switch of hands, without even a feint, the player caught Wu Yun completely off guard. While Wu Yun was still stunned, the player dribbled the ball directly past him to inside the three-point line.

"Kid, you're still too green." As soon as he finished speaking, the tattooed man stretched out his body, raised his hands high, and flicked the ball with his fingers. The ball spun away from his fingertips, about to draw a beautiful arc in this half of the court.

Just as the tattooed man was getting ready to enjoy the sound of the basketball hitting the net, a huge shadow appeared above him.

Bang!

A large hand slammed down on the basketball.

The basketball's momentum reversed, and it flew directly towards the tattooed man.

Bang!

The basketball slammed into the tattooed man's chest. Qin Yu, landing on the ground, grabbed the ball and quickly dribbled towards the basket.

"Kid, you're asking for it!" The 1.95-meter-tall man was furious when he saw Qin Yu block the tattooed man's shot and then hit the basketball at the tattooed man before grabbing the ball and driving towards him. He charged towards Qin Yu.

At this moment, their "human-machine" teammate finally came to his senses, ran to the three-point line, and waved to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu looked at the 1.95-meter-tall man who was lunging at him.

boom! boom! boom!

The ball was switched from his right hand to his left hand, and Qin Yu gently pushed the basketball in his left hand, sending it flying directly towards his "human-machine" teammate outside the right arc of the three-point line.

The "human-machine" teammate received the ball and saw that there was no one in front of him. However, he did not choose to break through. Instead, he stood still outside the three-point line, his body extremely relaxed, and made what he thought was the most beautiful posture, lightly flicking his fingers.

After a graceful arc, the basketball went straight out of bounds.

This scene made Qin Yu twitch.

"How are we supposed to play like this? Is he a spy?" Qin Yu turned to look at Wu Yun, his eyes full of questions—is this your teammate? What kind of judgment is this?

Wu Yun was also a bit confused. There was no one in front of him, why didn't you just go for the layup? This isn't a game, it's scored by the number of baskets scored.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The "AI" teammate looked at Qin Yu and Wu Yun and politely bowed slightly to apologize.

"Hehe, hahaha..."

"Kid, you didn't expect this, did you? What goes around comes around." The tattooed man shrugged, looking at Qin Yu and Wu Yun's bewildered expressions, and couldn't help but laugh wildly.

This guy just slapped the ball at him. He didn't know if it was intentional, but he remembered the force of the blow; his chest still hurts a little.

However, he didn't expect that Wu Yun's "human-machine" teammate was so bizarre. He originally wanted to get angry, but he couldn't help but lose his temper when he saw this scene.

After laughing, the tattooed man looked at Qin Yu with icy eyes. Qin Yu had just hit him in the chest with a ball; no one had ever dared to treat him like that at the Da Guan Stadium.

Qin Yu walked off the court and picked up the basketball.

"Eleven to two."

"There are still twenty minutes left. Let's see what tricks you guys can pull off." The tattooed man looked at Qin Yu and Wu Yun, then glanced at their "AI" teammates who were defending the 1.95-meter-tall man under the basket, and began to calculate how many more baskets they could score.