Chapter 113: Intense Conflict_2

His memory lingered on Xu Chen throwing their ball out of bounds and then kicking it away with force.

No matter what, Zhou Yu had crossed paths with him in a way that couldn't be undone.

Even though I don't know who you are, this grudge, I, Xu Chen, am taking up with you.

Both of them were boiling with rage.

And Xu Chen was impulsive, too.

Following behind, he suddenly stopped, grabbed Class 18's basketball with one hand, turned around, clutched the ball with both hands, looked at Zhou Yu, and said with a mocking smile, "Hmm, here's your ball."

Xu Chen's hands, with veins bulging, gripped the ball tightly, and then, like launching a cannonball, he thrust it hard with his wrist straight at Zhou Yu's face.

Stupid.

Zhou Yu knew what this fool wanted to do, so he reacted quickly, tilting his head to the side and easily dodged it.

But somehow, there was still the sound of an impact.

At the same time, there was a familiar girl's cry.

"Jiaojiao, are you all right?!"

"Sijiao..."