9 The Superhuman Nerd (1/2)

”Trash of class nine! Tremble under the shadows of your betters!” Xu Hao, the sixth class forward bellowed as he raised his hands, taunting the ninth class. He caught the ball from an errant ninth class and leaped up. His legs were so powerful that he easily went over the ninth's class defense's head-levels and passed the ball to a team member. When Xu Hao got under the ring, that player passed the ball back to him. With a powerful, unstoppable jump, he caught the ball in the air and slammed the ball into the loop.

*Beeep*

The referee blew his whistle, signifying the end of the second round. At that point, the score was 77-13. The lower score obviously belonged to the ninth class.

”Guys! Don't give up just yet! Here, have some water!” Sun Mengmeng squeaked as she ran towards the basketball team and handed out refreshments. Even having a large group of girls cheering them on did not seem to be doing much.

It was a huge blow. In only two rounds, the sixth class had successfully broken the ninth class's spirit. This was not even a match. They were on an entirely different league. How could a bunch of nerds and geeks play against NBA class players?!

”Oh man… I don't think we can do it…” Wang Chen groaned. His sports t-shirt was utterly drenched in sweat. You could not find a single dry spot on him! Due to the cold weather, you could visibly see steam puffing out the top of his head like a steam engine!

”What a load of bull crap! Is there anyone in our class who actually plays basketball?” Zhao Feng grunted.

”Watch it. Wang Chen and the guys have already done their best. They are our best. We can only count on them. No one else could even dribble without tripping over their own feet!”

Sun Mengmeng sighed. That was how most ”honor classrooms” were. Students may perform rather well academically, but they would be atrocious in P.E.

”Yo! Trash! Are we still playing?” Xu Hao, the same guy who had taunted the class earlier on bellowed. When he was only greeted with silence, he gathered a few of his ”gang” and walked towards the ninth class students. In all other tests, the sixth class would utterly decimate them.

That was why they had such a vendetta against the ”honor class” students. At least the sixth class was better than them at something, and they would capitalize on that to humiliate the ninth.

”You!”

Zhao Feng shot up to his feet and pointed a quivering finger at Xu Hao.

”What? Unhappy? What can you do about it?”

Xu Hao arched an eyebrow tauntingly and laughed.

”Fatty boy, if you want to settle the score, come to the floor and play!” said Xu Hao as he stared down at Zhao Feng. As he turned around, with his back facing Zhao Feng, he said, ”I'll squeeze the living shit out of you, fatass!”

”WHAT- You--”

Zhao Feng had enough. However, just before he wanted to do something about it, Jiang Fei stepped in between them.

”Xu Hao… Was it?” said Jiang Wei calmly. He never wanted to be involved in any of the class activities. However, Zhao Feng was his brother-in-arms. He would never allow his own brother to be belittled by a bully.

”Look who is it… The infamous ninth class geek. What do you want? Mop the floor with your face?” said Xu Hao as he turned around and laughed, not taking Jiang Fei seriously.

”Hey, geek. If you want to play ball, you should have practiced. We are not having fun here, understand? We are having a real match. Nobody would want to play with your games! So why don't you turn your cheeky butt back to your games, where no one would want to play with you!”

Li Qiang, another good basketball player from the sixth class, teased Jiang Fei. In truth, he was afraid that if Jiang Fei would escalate the situation into a match in the digital realm. Jiang Fei was famous in the school for his talents in digital games, including digital sports!

”Real games huh? Fine. We'll play. I'll see you on the floor!”

Jiang Fei smirked. Coincidently, he had the Cat Spirit Boots of Accuracy on. Also coincidentally, this match was the perfect place to test it out!

”Jiang Fei? Are you sure you're up for it?” Sun Mengmeng pulled Jiang Fei aside and asked worriedly. She had a good reason for asking, since Jiang Fei had never once been seen exerting himself in anything.

”I'll be fine. It's just a game. Right?” said Jiang Fei with a faint smile.

”In that case, go for it.”

Sun Mengmeng nodded. Since the score was already a landslide, what was the worst that could possibly happen?

”Brother Fei, are you really sure you'll be good?” said Zhao Feng worriedly. He too, had good reason to be worried for his friend. After all, the sixth class had just taunted him. Playing right into their hands and getting humiliated was the last thing he wanted Jiang Fei to submit himself to.

”Relax. Since when have I ever embarrassed myself?”

Jiang Wei smirked and patted Zhao Feng's shoulder assuredly.

*Beep*

The referee blew his whistle to kick the third round off.

”It's time. Jiang Fei! Which position would you like?” Wang Chen asked.

”I don't care. Just pass me the ball when you get the chance.” Jiang Fei replied with a broad smile on his face.