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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

n“What’s so great about the sports department? They’re awesome just because they’re good with basketball? Come compete with us in literature if you dare!” Potato was still venting out his frustrations along the way.

n“That’s right! They should organize a poem composition competition and we will beat the ** out of them!” Xiang chimed in.

n“They are obviously picking on me, trying to vent on the entire language department.” Ye Lingchen said with a frown.

n“Ye’zi, don’t say that. We all know what kind of person He Yuan is. We hate him anyways!” Little Gen interjected, “Relax, I refuse to believe that our department will lose to the sports department in basketball!”

nThat afternoon, the language department’s basketball team found a spot nearby the university and practiced for the entire afternoon. Everyone was holding in that grudge, ready to have a go with the sports department.

nThe next day, the basketball competition started.

nAs usual, the matchups were decided from drawing lots.

nLanguage department vs chemistry department. 113: 97, the language department was victorious.

nSports department vs biology department. 137: 83, the sports department was victorious.

nThe language department and the sports department managed to make it into the semifinals.

nThere were a total of 12 departments that made it into the semifinals. As before, the matchup was decided by drawing lots.

nAs everyone was waiting anxiously, Little Gen ran back towards them.

n“How was it? Who are we up against?” Gao Wen asked impatiently.

nThe others were also staring at Little Gen nervously.

nIf they could win this match, the language department would finally make it into the top 10, which would be the first time the language department making it into the list. It would be a moment worthy of the history books.

n“If it’s the mathematics or history department that would be better for us. Our class still has a decent chance to beat them.”

n“The engineering department is fine too. As long as we’re not unlucky and get some crazy team, our chance of winning is still quite high.”

nHowever, Little Gen’s face was deathly serious. He took a deep breath before finally announcing, “We’re up against the sports department.”

nSilence.

nEveryone’s heart sank.

n“It’s fine. It’s not that we can’t beat the sports department. Just do your best,” Gao Wen tried to cheer them up.

n“That’s right. I’ve always hated those people from the sports department. It’s good that our chance to teach them a lesson came earlier!”

nMeanwhile, two players in black jerseys from the sports department walked over with a contemptuous smile on their faces.

n“It seems your luck has run out. The language department trying to get into the top 10? Dream on!”

n“This is as far as you go. We’re the mountain you will never cross!”

n“Don’t waste time with this trash. Let’s get ready and show them who’s boss.” He Yuan was already at the court, shouting at the two players.

n“Get ready…”

nThe match began!

nThe ball was thrown up in the air by the referee.

nLittle Gen and He Yuan were in the middle trying to gain possession of the ball. Both of them jumped at the same time, stretching their arms to gain control of the ball.

nIt was unclear if it was intentional or not, He Yuan’s body slanted towards Little Gen, his shoulders knocking into Little Gen’s chest. Little Gen immediately hit the floor and took a few steps back before he could stabilize himself.

nThe ball fell into He Yuan’s hands. With a smile on his face, he started dribbling and charging forward.

nMeanwhile, the cheerleading team was making sexy poses, shouting cheers as though they were on steroids.

n“He Yuan, all the best! He Yuan looks the best! He Yuan, win the match!”

nBreaking through defenses, passing, then following up with a three-step layup!

nThe sports department leads with two points!

n“F*ck! He Yuan that b*stard is cheating right from the get-go. Is the referee blind?”

n“When the ball was served there was obviously physical contact. Are they doing to ignore that?”

n“Shameless!”

nThe crowd from the language department started cussing.

nOn the other side of the court, two beautiful girls stood there. They were Li Muxue and Huang Xiaomeng. Huang Xiaomeng loved to join lively events and ended up dragging Li Muxue along.

n“Hahaha, good job! Ye Lingchen that show off is finally getting his butt handed to him!” Huang Xiaomeng cheered them on.

nAlthough He Yuan did not directly pick on Ye Lingchen, he could still make things difficult for the department that Ye Lingchen was in. In a way that helped her vent some of her frustrations.

n“The referee is from the student council. He Yuan is the student council president. How can they not be biased?” Li Muxue frowned, reflecting on her actions, “It was my mistake to start with, causing all these troubles for Ye Lingchen. I never expected He Yuan to be that petty.”

n“Muxue, you mustn’t think like that. That bugger forcefully kissed you and slandered your reputation. Reputation is very important for a girl!” Huang Xiaomeng tried to persuade her, then added, “He’s indebted to you! We must seek revenge! Ruthless revenge!”

nBy then, the competition was at its peak.

nWith a score of 13: 25, the language department was falling behind.

nThe people from the sports department were big and tall. Furthermore, their strength, speed, and endurance were all better than the language department. The gap between them was only growing further apart.

nFinally, Little Gen caught the ball. He stood under the backboard with a delighted expression, raised his hands for a shot.

nHis height was 190cm. Standing under the backboard, shooting the ball was no different from placing the ball in the basket. It could be considered child’s play. The title king of rebound was not given in vain.

nHowever, just as the basketball almost left his palm, a shadowy figure suddenly leaped forward, blocking his path.

nThen, a pair of hands slammed downwards!

nSmack!

nAccompanying the clear sound of hands hitting, the ball flew away. At the same time, Little Gen fell to the ground from the forceful blow.

n“Referee, hand hitting!”

n“F*ck! Foul! That’s f*cking intentional!”

nHowever, the referee was indifferent.

nAfter the ball flew off, it was intercepted by the sports department’s players. Without any hesitation, it quickly followed through and scored.

nThe whistle sounded, the sports department once again scored two points!

n“F*ck! What’s the meaning of this? Insider referee?!”

n“Putting the foul aside, how can that score count?!”

n“F*ck your mother! Dumb*ss referee!”

nTheir eyes were red with anger, seething with rage.

nYe Lingchen immediately rushed forward to help Little Gen up, checking on him, “Are you okay?”

n“I’m fine,” Little Gen rubbed his wrist. That hit earlier almost dislocated his hand. Furthermore, his entire hand was red from the hit.

nHe Yuan gave a cruel smile at the group in the language department’s corner, asking sarcastically, “What? Screaming at the top of your lungs? If you can’t bear the loss then leave. Don’t stay here and embarrass us!”

n“F*ck you! Do you have any shame?”

n“Student council president? Shameless president is more fitting!”

n“Corruption, this is the most corrupt referee! I’ll report you to the university authorities!”

nThe competition continues.

nAfter the first time, He Yuan and the rest acted with impunity. Hitting hands, walking, the referee just ignored everything.

nRight then, He Yuan dribbled the ball towards the backboard. Little Gen blocked his path to intercept the ball, fully blocking him in.

nA ruthless gleam flashed through He Yuan’s eyes. His body angled towards Little Gen with his shoulders directly crashing onto Little Gen’s face. At the same time, his elbow struck out at Little Gen’s chest!

nLittle Gen made a muffled sound and fell back a few steps. Losing his balance, he then fell to the floor.

nHis brows tightly knit together and his face looked ashen, clutching tightly at his chest…

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