Chapter 16 The ‘Power’ of the Peak Mortal

This is something that Luo Qing is destined to be proud of, so he can't hide it.

Immediately, his own people went to the nearby area to watch the show.

It was also known to everyone, but Luo Qing's statement was very appropriate.

It was a friendly match between the basketball club and the football club to enhance their feelings. The transfer of 200,000 yuan afterwards was a private matter and had nothing to do with the game.

But in fact, everyone knew that this was a disguised bet, but it was half-given. As long as the football club sent five people and could score four goals, it would be fine.

Naked humiliation: You can't possibly not score four goals, right? This 200,000 yuan is for you.

Gradually, Wang Xiong also came to his senses. The point was not whether he could lead the team to shoot four baskets, but how many points they would be beaten by Luo Qing...

They would definitely get the money, but it was too uncomfortable to get it.

"Damn, this old bastard!" Wang Xiong was so angry.

But there was nothing he could do. He had already agreed, and Luo Qing's argument was well-reasoned. Somehow, this matter became that he did something unkind, and Luo Qing was helping him.

Mo Qiong sighed. There was nothing he could do. Who told Wang Xiong to show off everywhere?

They only wanted money, but Wang Xiong didn't want to share the money. He only wanted to humiliate Luo Qing, and the result was good, he humiliated himself.

There was nothing he could do. Let's go.

Just as everyone stood up and walked towards the basketball court, Luo Qing suddenly saw Mo Qiong at the end of the crowd.

"Hey? Classmate, you are here too. It's a good opportunity to come together. Do you want to play on the court? It doesn't matter if you can't. Anyway, we are in the football club... By the way, the previous invitation still counts. Seriously, you want to join my basketball club?" Luo Qing walked towards Mo Qiong, patted his shoulder and smiled.

This was meant to continue to humiliate Wang Xiong.

On the one hand, he expressed that he didn't need to use all the elites of the basketball club. It would be enough to just pull a passerby.

On the other hand, Luo Qing always believed in his own vision and thought that Mo Qiong must be very good at playing basketball, so he wanted to win him over to join the basketball club.

But this was a case of being too clever. Obviously, he hadn't asked which club Mo Qiong was from yet. There were many people from other clubs on this side. Seeing Mo Qiong outside the crowd, they thought he was just passing by to watch the fun.

As a result, Wang Xiong and other people from the football club not only didn't feel humiliated, but looked at Luo Qing in astonishment.

Wang Xiong shouted: "What are you doing? He is on our team and will play in a while. What do you mean by pulling him to your side? Who will play on our side?"

"What?" Luo Qing was stunned.

Mo Qiong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and Han Dang knew the whole story, and immediately told him that Luo Qing invited Mo Qiong to join the basketball club when he came.

Wang Xiong laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Luo Qing, you are really good. Magic Ball is the mainstay of our school team and the starting main goalkeeper. This afternoon, it was his heroic performance that shut out the sports school, and even shot and assisted three times to make it 4:0. The money you paid for the four goals was earned by him."

Obviously, although he had been bragging about himself before, Wang Xiong knew that it was Mo Qiong who turned the tide. Now he did not take the credit for himself, and told the real "culprit" who made Luo Qing lose the bet.

Luo Qing's face turned green after hearing this: "You...how come you are from the football club?"

Mo Qiong nodded and said, "Always."

"Damn..." Luo Qing was speechless.

What is he doing? He tried to win over Wang Xiong's players in front of Wang Xiong. Isn't this humiliating himself?

How could he know that Mo Qiong, a football player, was so good at hand skills?

How could he play football when he was so accurate in throwing and tall and strong? It was really heartbreaking.

"Why did you join the football team?" Luo Qing knew that it was impossible to win over Mo Qiong.

He thought to himself that it didn't matter if he lost face, he could fight for it on the court later.

Wang Xiong, on the other hand, decided to let Mo Qiong play center after Luo Qing's words.

After all, even Luo Qing thought that Mo Qiong was suitable for the basketball club, and that was definitely not nonsense.

"Well, I can't play basketball." Mo Qiong said.

"Mob, I know you can't play basketball, but this is related to the face of our team. You are so tall, you can even defend such a big goal, so you must be able to defend such a small basket." Wang Xiong said.

Mo Qiong was speechless. What was he talking about? Could it be expected that he would shut out the opponent on the basketball court?

In fact, Wang Xiong was led by others and agreed to play basketball. He had nothing to do with this.

Because everyone knew that Mo Qiong had never played basketball. He learned to play football on the spot, and he was a goalkeeper.

Generally speaking, if there were five people in the football club playing basketball, it would never be his turn.

But now, he had to play.

"Well, I'll help if I can."

...

They played for 48 minutes without overtime.

If they really gave the money away, there was no need to play the full time. It would be enough to play a quarter of 12 minutes.

But Luo Qing chose to play the whole game, obviously determined to ride on their faces and score points.

However, since he was already on the court, Mo Qiong would not let that happen.

You can shoot wherever you want on the football field, and the same is true on the basketball court.

If he wants, he should be the one who can score 100 points.

However, it is not necessary. Just to get the money, he only needs to score four goals.

If he wants to help Wang Xiong, what he really needs to do is... shut out the opponent.

"Pay attention to the tall guy, called Magic Ball. Although he can't play, his shooting is definitely very accurate... Xiaoliu, go guard him and don't let him shoot too comfortably." Luo Qing still attaches great importance to Mo Qiong. He must win Wang Xiong very overwhelmingly and doesn't want Mo Qiong to become a variable.

However, his wish is doomed to fail.

"Swish!"

A hollow three-pointer, directly from his own half, was thrown into the basket of the opposite side.

"Nice!"

"That's one ball!"

"I knew that with your throwing ability, it would be a piece of cake to shoot this!" Han Dang didn't play, and he didn't know basketball, so he was cheering on the sidelines at this moment.

Everyone in the football club knew that Mo Qiong was very accurate in throwing and archery. When they got together before, they played that kind of dart shooting target, and they always crushed them with full marks.

A five-meter target was not a problem for Mo Qiong before, let alone now.

This ultra-long-distance shot excited his teammates all of a sudden.

"Xiaoliu, what's wrong with you?" Luo Qing said in astonishment.

Xiaoliu, who was guarding Mo Qiong, said hurriedly: "I didn't expect it... Who knew he would shoot from such a distance,"

"Don't let him shoot too comfortably!" Luo Qing said, and immediately asked another person to help defend.

They really crushed Wang Xiong and others. Wang Xiong and others couldn't even touch the ball, and a player rushed to the basket like lightning, trying to make a layup.

However, Mo Qiong was standing under the basket, and he poked the ball in the opponent's hand with his hand.

"Swish!" With a dazzling scoop, the man's ball was directly intercepted by Mo Qiong.

"Fuck, he has great strength!" The man exclaimed.

Mo Qiong quickly passed the ball to Wang Xiong, but unfortunately Wang Xiong's dribbling was not much better than his, and it was intercepted in an instant.

Luo Qing was just like him. He made a big move in front of Wang Xiong and took the ball away.

His ease was comparable to Mo Qiong, as if he was taking something out of a bag.

However, Mo Qiong could do this because he was too strong, and Luo Qing could do this because Wang Xiong was too weak.

"Get out of my way!" Luo Qing rushed up confidently. His physical fitness was no less than Mo Qiong's. He squeezed Mo Qiong and wanted to dunk.

Unfortunately, he had no idea what Mo Qiong's "strength" was.

"Bang!" With a powerful block, Luo Qing and the ball were directly blocked by Mo Qiong with one hand.

Luo Qing fell to the ground, and he was completely confused.

He could feel that he was completely defeated in the physical confrontation. When Mo Qiong squeezed him, he fell backwards unconsciously.

In front of Mo Qiong, he was blocked like a chicken.

"You..." Luo Qing looked at Mo Qiong in horror.

Mo Qiong pulled him up and said, "Sorry, no foul, right?"

"No..." Luo Qing said solemnly.

"That's good." Mo Qiong smiled at him.

It is easy for people to lose balance in the air. Although Luo Qing rushed to jump and dunk, Mo Qiong's strength was not small. He squeezed his body and pressed his hands.

As long as Luo Qing slightly leaves Mo Qiong's body, he will be judged as ejected, even if his position is only changed a little in the air.

This force will be maintained and continue to push Luo Qing away until he hits the floor.

It's just like falling down eighteen times.

This is also thanks to Mo Qiong's constant attention to control his ability and concentrate.

Otherwise, he was not thinking about the floor in front of him, but the moon.

That's it, Luo Qing is now flying to the moon...

It's like a punch that can knock people to Java, and a kick that can kick people out of the earth.

Of course, this is limited to the things he can affect, and his strength still limits what he can do.

For example, a hundred-ton boulder fell from the sky, and no matter how Mo Qiong pushed it, it would not be able to shake it.

Because his little power is impossible to spread throughout the stone. Such a large and heavy boulder fell, he tried his best to spread his power for more than ten centimeters, and it would be the limit to knock away dozens of kilograms.

The electromagnetic force may only propagate one millionth of the way and then decay completely, and Mo Qiong has already been smashed into a pulp.

However, facing a person with similar physical fitness, Mo Qiong's ability can allow him to show overwhelming power.

In Luo Qing's eyes, Mo Qiong is like a Jedi Great Wall, standing under the basket.

"Bang!"

"Pah!"

Time and time again, Luo Qing used all his skills, but was still easily blocked by Mo Qiong with one hand, or was squeezed to lose balance before jumping, and sometimes even slid more than two meters away on the ground.

Luo Qing repeatedly attacked, but he couldn't break through Mo Qiong's terrifying defense.

Even his shots were confiscated by Mo Qiong.

He saw a three-pointer flying in the air, and was intercepted by Mo Qiong with a diving jump.

"Bang!" The basketball was slapped down by Mo Qiong and hit the floor with a loud noise.

"Fuck..." The people in the basketball club looked at him dully, this block was too unsolvable.

Then Mo Qiong bent down and scooped up the basketball with one arm and shot it.

The ball crossed the court again and fell into the basket on the opposite side.

"Wow!" Another unstoppable three-pointer.

"Is this guy from the football club?"

"His physical fitness is just like a monster!"

"They are actually leading... No, we must score!"

Luo Qing was a little anxious, wiped the sweat off his face, and stared at Mo Qiong.

He had to break through Mo Qiong's defense, he would never believe that the other side had no weaknesses.

Zero seal? Impossible, there is no clean sheet on the basketball court, unless it is a professional player beating a kid.

"He doesn't know how to dribble, pass the ball more and don't attack head-on." Luo Qing was able to quickly find out Mo Qiong's weaknesses.

There is no doubt that Mo Qiong should have taken the ball to attack the opponent several times, but he did not move.

Because Mo Qiong can't dribble.

Use ability to assist? It's also possible, for example, if you put the landing point of the ball on your palm, then every time you hit it, the ball will definitely return to your palm, and then hit it again, and the cycle is like that.

But Mo Qiong didn't do this because it was too easy to reveal his secret.

If you don't do it well, it's very likely that... the dribbling won't touch the ground!

What is the concept of the ball falling halfway and then rising back to the palm of your hand? Play yo-yo?

He can't guarantee that this will not happen to him. Once he does dribble without touching the ground, everyone will see that something is wrong.

Shooting can be explained because he is known as a good shooter in the department. The strength is also acceptable, because his height of 1.89 meters makes most people look up to him, and his strength is much greater than ordinary people.

At this moment, I can see that every time he jumps high on the court, he can take a shot, and every time he reaches for the ball, he can steal it.

Even if it is a pass, as long as the ball passes by him, it will be snatched away by him in a sudden motion.

His posture looks... like that of a goalkeeper.

Yes, he often made some diving gestures on purpose, pounced the ball on the ground, or knocked it away.

Make yourself look like a goalkeeper, relying on your terrible physical fitness and goalkeeping skills to defeat all the members of the basketball club.

This is what others see.

"We got beat by a goalie..."

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p.s: OK, the basic information on abilities has been explained, and the school plot is almost complete.