Chapter 63

"Just got lucky, that's all. Let's go again!" Marcus forced these words through clenched teeth, the fury in his eyes nearly burning away all reason.

However, what happened next turned into Marcus's worst nightmare and completely shattered everyone's expectations.

Jack, who in their eyes had been dull and clumsy like a robot, now seemed like a god descended from heaven.

No matter what Marcus did on defense, Jack could break through easily.

No matter how hard he tried, his defense was useless against Jack. Every single time, Jack broke through effortlessly.

The score was closing bit by bit.

9:3.

9:4.

9:5.

"Oh my god, Jack is so fast."

"Marcus is being completely dominated. How is this possible? Marcus almost made it to the professional league, but couldn't beat Jack."

"Jack is like a completely different person."

"His moves are simple, but they look so impressive. Marcus looks like a child in front of him."

Allison stood on the sidelines, watching Jack on the court, her beautiful eyes sparkling with amazement.

Jack, at this moment, was like a different person—confident and spirited. Marcus, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, was now being completely toyed with by Jack.

Even Allison could see it.

Jack's skill level was way above Marcus's.

In front of Jack, Marcus didn't stand a chance.

Just a short while later, Jack scored nine points in a row.

Bringing the score to 9:9.

The next ball would be the last one.

Whoever won this ball would win the game.

The evening glow spread across the court, stretching their shadows long.

Marcus was gasping for air, sweat having long soaked through his tank top, dripping constantly down his twisted face.

His legs trembled slightly from excessive running and physical contact. His earlier arrogance had completely vanished. Now, his eyes showed only tension.

But Jack was completely calm, not a drop of sweat on his face.

Comparing the two, the difference was obvious!

"Last ball."

Jack casually played with the basketball in his hands, looking at Marcus and speaking calmly.

Marcus raised his head, looking at Jack, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. Now he understood—Jack hadn't been unable to defend against him earlier.

He had deliberately been toying with him.

He wanted to let him score nine points first.

Then, on the verge of victory, throw him into the abyss!

How ruthless!

This cat-and-mouse game was more humiliating than being defeated outright.

"I won't lose!"

Marcus roared silently in his mind. He absolutely wouldn't lose to this guy he used to bully.

Seeing his twisted expression, Jack's lips curved slightly upward as he dribbled closer.

Marcus's eyes locked onto the basketball's trajectory.

Even though he was completely focused, the next moment, Jack still easily got past him.

Reaching inside the three-point line.

Jack lightly jumped up, his movements smooth and graceful.

Preparing to shoot!

"Fuck!"

Seeing this, a flash of madness and viciousness crossed Marcus's eyes. If he couldn't defend, then he'd destroy him!

Then Marcus charged at Jack with all his strength, his intention clear—to make Jack fall hard, hopefully breaking a few bones.

He absolutely wouldn't allow Jack to beat him!

"Jack, watch out!"

Allison let out a terrified scream from the sidelines.

She had clearly noticed Marcus's intention.

The surrounding crowd also gasped. No one expected Marcus to pull such a dirty trick at this moment.

However, Jack, suspended in mid-air, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

Just as Marcus was about to hit him, Jack's body, still in the air, suddenly tightened up, and his core engaged. His entire body somehow shifted sideways by half a foot while airborne!

Marcus hit nothing but air. The huge momentum made him lose his balance completely, his body uncontrollably lunging forward, then falling awkwardly under the basket, eating a mouthful of dust.

Meanwhile, Jack, after dodging the collision, flicked his wrist lightly.

The basketball traced a perfect arc through the air, swishing through the net.

Then the basketball slowly fell.

By coincidence, it dropped straight onto Marcus's face.

Instantly, blood poured from Marcus's nose.

Blood mixed with dust, making Marcus look utterly pathetic, nothing like his earlier swagger and composure.

With this shot going in.

The score became 10:9.

Game over.

Jack won.

The entire court fell deathly silent, with only Marcus's heavy breathing and painful moans remaining.

Jack landed steadily, dusted off his hands, then walked over to Marcus, looking down at him. "You lost."

These words instantly made Marcus's face turn pale.

At this moment, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, his body trembling uncontrollably from pain.

The physical pain was bearable.

But the psychological humiliation was unbearable.

Marcus stared at Jack, his hands gripping the dusty floor so tightly his knuckles turned white. He couldn't accept that the guy he used to bully was now like an invincible god.

Easily crushing his dignity and pride to dust.

"Jack, you're amazing!"

Just then, Allison bounced over to Jack.

She rushed up to Jack, not caring that so many classmates were watching, and opened her arms wide, giving Jack a big hug.

Her full, soft chest pressed tightly against Jack's solid chest, squeezing gently with each excited breath and word, full of amazing elasticity and warmth.

"I knew you could win! That dodge just now was so cool. How did you do it?" Allison looked up, her big watery eyes full of admiration.

"Just a simple reaction, that's all."

Jack's expression remained calm. He naturally took his jacket from Allison's hands and turned to leave the court.

"Come on, tell me how you did it?"

Allison quickly caught up with Jack, looking at him affectionately.

This scene was like a poisoned blade stabbing viciously into Marcus's heart as he lay on the ground.

Seeing Allison's face showing a shyness and affection she'd never shown him, Marcus felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone was tearing it apart.

He had planned to dominate in front of Allison, conquering her with his coolest moves while humiliating Jack.

But now Jack was the one in the spotlight.

While he lay on the ground like a dog with a broken spine, his face covered in blood and dust, becoming everyone's laughing stock.

Marcus got up from the ground, his chest burning with pain. He looked up.

The admiring gazes from before had all turned into mockery and contempt.

"Serves him right. Who told him to try to hit someone? Now look, he didn't hit anyone and fell flat himself."

"I used to think Marcus was pretty good, but now I see he's just like this."

"Who knew he was this kind of person? Such poor sportsmanship. Couldn't beat Jack, so he tried dirty tricks."

Every sentence was like a loud slap across Marcus's face.

He clenched his teeth hard, his nails digging deep into his flesh, a surge of hatred rising in his heart.

"Jack, I'm remembering this! One day, I'll make you pay!"