Chapter 93: The Arcade 2

Seeing how easily he shot the ball into the hoop, she stood there in shock.

Every time Jeff touched the ball, it went in perfectly. No rim, no bounce it's just a clean swish straight through the net.

Jessica stared at Jeff as he casually picked up another ball again and, with the same relaxed motion, flicked it toward the hoop.

Then another point lit up.

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"Wait, what…" Jessica muttered under her breath.

She decided to step slightly to the side offering his space to maneuver as she watched him continue.

At first, Jeff's throws were relaxed, almost casual like he was just getting a feel for the game.

His form was clearly off since his elbow flared a bit too wide, his stance lacked proper balance, and his follow-through was far from textbook.

It was obvious he wasn't familiar with the rhythm of arcade basketball also even basketball in general.

And yet those shots kept going in.