A brilliant basketball journey, a dazzling spectacle.

Just as the basketball was about to reach him within his reach for a putback dunk, "Watch out!" came the voice of the number sixteen uncle from behind.

Then he saw a hand.

Bang~!

The hand slapped the basketball hard, sending it flying off the backboard. As he fell, he saw Qin Yu still rising.

That bullet speed is absolutely terrifying.

Uncle Number Six was startled.

Uncle Number Twenty-One outside also witnessed this scene, which was truly outrageous—the one who came later arrived first.

Wu Yun stared blankly at Qin Yu's shot.

It's 2-0. But Wu Yun hasn't even touched the basketball yet.

"Brother Yun, the next ball is up to you," Du Dewu said to Wu Yun with a smile.

"Okay, okay, no problem," Wu Yun replied.

Upon hearing Wu Yun's answer, the three middle-aged men exchanged glances.

Uncle number 21 will kick off again.

This time, the older man played steadily and passed the ball to number sixteen, a man who was about two and a half meters tall.

Due to the significant height difference, the man in number sixteen caught the ball steadily.

"Kid, looks like you need to take more calcium supplements, otherwise your 'baby' won't grow properly and you won't be able to catch the ball later." Uncle number sixteen looked down at Du Dewu in front of him.

Du Dewu was somewhat helpless; the height difference was almost thirty centimeters. "Uncle, it's not nice of you to expose my shortcomings like that."

"Hahaha, kid, alright, alright, then I won't mention your height. But it's a fact." The older man chuckled, and this time he passed the ball back directly to the number 21 server.

As Wu Yun watched the ball pass to him, he moved to block number 21's move. At that moment, number 16, a 2.05-meter-tall man, quickly ran to Wu Yun's side and set a screen with number 21.

Wu Yun was blocked for a moment, and Uncle Number Twenty-One successfully broke in.

When Du Dewu saw Uncle Number Twenty-One suddenly enter, he quickly stepped forward to try to stop him.

Having just witnessed Du Dewu's speed, how could Uncle Twenty-One possibly make the same mistake as Number Sixteen in front of him?

As middle-aged men, they naturally understand the importance of correcting mistakes and won't forcefully try to compete on technical skills.

The ball was passed back to the number 16 uncle.

The man with number sixteen was standing outside the three-point line. The man under the basket gestured towards the rim.

Wu Yun looked helplessly at the 2.05-meter-tall Uncle Sixteen in front of him—his height was about the same as Du Dewu's, so how did he end up guarding against Uncle Sixteen?

Is this any different from Dude's armed defense?

"Huh? I just realized you and that kid are about the same height. Are you twins?"

"Uncle Number Sixteen asked."

A slightly bewildered Wu Yun was wondering what the question meant—twins? Does he look a lot like Du Dewu? Their skin tones are obviously different, aren't they?

boom! boom! boom!

While Wu Yun was still in a daze, the uncle suddenly started the engine.

Then, after two steps, a jump shot.

brush~

Hollow-core netting.

Wu Yun turned around and saw the ball fall from the net and hit the floor.

"Brother Yun, I understand. You were demonstrating to me—" Du Dewu struggled to find the right words, intending to praise Wu Yun. "I get it, Brother Yun. You were demonstrating 'knowing shame and then striving for courage, not being arrogant in victory, nor discouraged in defeat.' Are you about to go on a killing spree, Brother Yun?"

After a moment's thought, Du Dewu finally came up with what he considered the best words.

"Hey kid, I didn't realize you were doing this on purpose."

"I knew you were moving so slowly just now, practically ignoring me. Turns out you were letting me have the ball so you could demonstrate for this kid."