At that moment, something was pressing on Nie Chuan's nerves. The corners of Reece Reddington's lips slowly rose, as if a sharp blade was slashing across Nie Chuan's eyeballs.

This was the first time Nie Chuan had seen such a handsome man since he was a child. This kind of handsomeness was completely different from the European and American male stars or top male models in movies and TV. It was an elegant yet aggressive beauty.

Nie Chuan stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Zhou Bin and Mao Xian were about to come forward, but were stopped by Mark and others.

"What's wrong? See if you can get past me." Reese's eyebrows twitched slightly, and Nie Chuan's sight seemed to twist as well.

Although there was a smile on his lips, his voice was too cold, and Nie Chuan's bones ached.

He had never met such a person before, who made Nie Chuan, who never cared about winning or losing, feel afraid.

Nie Chuan didn't know who the other party was, but everyone around him took out their phones as if to record some classic moment.

"Hey, kid. Don't be scared. Just deal with Reese Reddington like you did with that guy."

Another man with a similar build to Reese also came over. He had very beautiful eyes. Nie Chuan could hear people talking about his name, which seemed to be "Carlo Brandon".

With his curly blond hair and beautiful facial features, Carlo looked like a temple angel in a picture album, but the mole at the corner of his eye made his originally attractive eyes look unruly.

"Child? Whose child are you talking about?"

Nie Chuan, who suddenly realized the point of his displeasure, glared at him. After coming here, he had been mistaken for a middle school student many times, and now, this idiot named "Carlo Brandon" actually said he was a child?

"Oh, sorry..." Carlo raised his hand, as if it was just an unintentional mistake. "If you can dribble past this guy, I will treat you and your friends to the amusement park. How about that?"

Nie Chuan became even angrier. To put it bluntly, this guy still treated him like a child.

"You played basketball really well just now. It's just that my friend thinks that your dribbling past the opponent just now was all a coincidence, although I don't think so at all. So, can you do it again?" Carlo's tone was soft and patient, and he almost took out a lollipop from his pocket!

Nie Chuan now felt that he was not only being treated as a child, but also a kindergarten child!

"Get out of here!" Nie Chuan was really angry.

"Oh..." Carlo stepped back, leaving the venue to them. As he stepped back, he pointed at Reese and said, "Hey, don't bully him! He's still a child!"

You are the child! Your whole family is a child!

Nie Chuan was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head.

"Let's get started." Reese didn't listen to the conversation between Carlo and Nie Chuan at all. Instead, he slowly lowered his center of gravity and locked his eyes on Nie Chuan.

His eyes were calm, but Nie Chuan had the illusion that he was the prey of a hunter.

Is this the legendary " "?

Taking a deep breath to calm his mind, Nie Chuan dribbled the ball towards the opponent. He tentatively shook twice, but the opponent remained motionless. In those unfathomable eyes, Nie Chuan felt that everything about him was seen through by the opponent. When he retracted his steps and was about to pass the ball from his left hand to his right hand, the ball was easily intercepted by the opponent at the moment of changing direction, so fast that he didn't react to what happened.

Reese did not dribble through Nie Chuan, but threw the ball back to him.

Nie Chuan was almost hit in the face by the ball and he took a step back.

Reese pointed a finger at Carlo who was watching the game, and Carlo shrugged his shoulders in helplessness.

"Again." Reese tilted his face to the side. His chin had a very perfect line, and it extended a curve with his slender neck that was heart-warming but not pretentious.

There was no need to continue, Nie Chuan also knew that his skills were not as good as Reece Reddington's, and they were not on the same level at all. So what was the purpose and significance of this one-on-one match?

Could it be that the professional players were playing tricks on him by treating him as a middle school student?

Nie Chuan suppressed his anger, dribbled the ball steadily, and thought about his mistake. His shoulder shake was too small, and Reese's momentum made him timid. Even the transfer of the center of gravity of his left and right feet and the connection of the basketball in his hand were not coherent.

Nie Chuan's breathing gradually became steady, all distracting thoughts left his mind, and the world drifted away.

He dribbled the ball slowly, adjusting his rhythm and lowering his center of gravity. Before the onlookers could react, he suddenly rushed towards Reese, and his unhesitating posture made the people around him sigh. He had no intention of slowing down, and suddenly changed direction in front of Reese. Reese's reaction was faster than Nie Chuan had imagined. Just when he was about to touch Nie Chuan's basketball, Nie Chuan suddenly stopped and accelerated to the other side, which made the people around him crane their necks.

Just when Nie Chuan thought he was about to break through Reese's defense, Reese's profile flashed past him. The sharpness in his eyes made Nie Chuan almost forget what he was doing.

The basketball was knocked down by Reese again. Nie Chuan stood there in a daze. How did Reese do that just now?

Reese's emergency stop and change of direction speed were several times faster than Nie Chuan's! His defense was as solid as a spider web and his incredible control of inertia made Nie Chuan feel that this guy was not a human at all!

Reese raised his chin: "Get the ball back. Come again."

The imperative sentence really annoyed Nie Chuan, and he really wanted to slap the other party in the face, but he sadly admitted that the gap between his fighting power and the other party was too big, so he could only accept his fate and pick up the ball.

Reese looked in Carlo's direction, and Carlo nodded, indicating "I know," and then held up two fingers to indicate that this was the second goal.

Three times is the limit, this is Reese Reddington's motto.

There were more and more spectators gathering around the court.

Sweat was about to fall from Nie Chuan's forehead into his eyes. He pulled up the collar of his T-shirt and wiped it.

"Kid, dribbling is more than just shaking your shoulders and changing directions," Reese said.

Nie Chuan thought he would be angry, but Reese's voice inexplicably calmed him down.

"If it's not just shoulder shaking and changing direction, what else is there?" Nie Chuan asked back.

"And the speed and timing. You don't know when is the best time to shoot, and you don't have enough speed."

Nie Chuan frowned. He could understand the "no speed" point! But the "best time" was too abstract for him to understand.

This time, he dribbled the ball patiently towards Reese. Although Reese looked relaxed, Nie Chuan knew that this guy had extremely fast reactions and astonishingly accurate judgment, so any fake moves that had been planned long ago would not be able to pass Reese Reddington. Instead of being predicted by the opponent, it would be better to just throw everything aside!

Nie Chuan dribbled the ball in front of Reese and passed him directly. It looked like an act of suicide!

Reese followed closely and even blocked Nie Chuan's direction to dodge to the left, but Nie Chuan suddenly accelerated and changed direction for the second time, dribbling the ball sideways and behind his back! Not only could he not see the ball, but he also needed speed and strength, but Nie Chuan did it in such a tense situation!

Even Carlo, who was standing on the sidelines, opened his eyes wide in surprise.

But before he could even utter the words "How is this possible?", Reese's speed immediately surpassed Nie Chuan's. Not only did he intercept his ball, he also dodged it in Nie Chuan's way.

He dribbled past the opponent at an extremely fast speed. When Nie Chuan intercepted the opponent, he even had a premonition that he would be knocked away by him, but Reese easily avoided Nie Chuan. When Reese's speed slowed down, Nie Chuan thought his chance had come, but Reese accelerated again, broke through Nie Chuan with unstoppable force, and jumped high!

The air seemed to be burning along with Reese. All sights and heartbeats were grabbed by his figure, torn apart and torn apart. Only a "bang" was heard, and the basket rim shook violently.

Nie Chuan was driven by the inertia of Reese's passing and fell to the ground.

He saw Reese Reddington's powerful and sharp figure in the backlight, like God's executor.

"Oh my god... did you see that? It's so amazing... so incredible... oh my god!"

"Did you take the picture? I just turned off my phone because my hands were sore. How stupid!"

"I got it! I got it! It's on par with Derrick Rose!"

At this moment, Nie Chuan could not hear any sound, and his mind was still replaying the process of Reese Reddington speeding past him twice. Perhaps many people would need to slow down the video to see it clearly, but Nie Chuan had broken down every moment of his movement in his mind like slow motion.

This guy's dribbling is casual, and his control over the basketball and his body is totally not on the same level as Nie Chuan.

The basketball rolled to Nie Chuan's side, and Reese Reddington walked up to Nie Chuan. He just glanced at Nie Chuan indifferently, then walked towards Carlo at the side of the court, reached out to take his coat, the hem of the coat slid in a semicircle in the air, and put it on his shoulder, and left in a chic manner.

Carlo followed, not forgetting to look back at Nie Chuan as he walked, and blinked at him.

If Nie Chuan was a girl, she might have been completely mesmerized by Carlo's peach blossom eyes, but unfortunately he is a boy.

Zhou Bin and Mao Xian hurried over and helped Nie Chuan up from the ground.

"Achuan! Are you okay?" Zhou Bin asked worriedly.

"fine……"

Nie Chuan lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, but the image of Reese Reddington leaping up in his mind was like a brand, causing his eyes to hurt badly.

"Achuan? What's wrong with you? That Reese Reddington didn't seem to hit your eyes!"

"I'm fine, really fine..."

No matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, the moment when Reese dribbled past him was crystal clear.

Nie Chuan felt as if his brain had become a projector, constantly replaying Reece Reddington's dribbling, and the sound of his dunk was ringing in his ears.