Drip!

The court referee blew his whistle and then signaled that Lan Yong had committed a charging foul.

Such a verdict wasn't controversial, but Lan Yong, who was sitting on the ground, and Ji Liangchuan, both had faces of astonishment.

"Impossible, how could I not knock him over?"

Confused, Lan Yong was pulled up by his teammates and walked back amid the hissing from the crowd, his eyes full of doubt.

Meanwhile, Shen Qiang's eyes sparkled unusually bright.

Their team took the out-of-bounds ball, and the increasingly confident Medical University players passed it directly to Shen Qiang.

Shen Qiang swiftly dribbled to make a breakthrough.

Like a gust of wind, he flashed past Lan Yong, who tried to confront him, leapt and shot, scoring 2 points.

"Shen Qiang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Way to go!"

Just over forty seconds into the game.

Shen Qiang scored 5 points and caused Lan Yong to commit a foul.

This powerful performance not only excited Ji Liangchuan's eyes.

It also made the beautiful teacher on the sidelines, Ju Yang, watch Shen Qiang with delighted eyes.

And while everyone cheered, Shen Qiang, who had just unburdened himself of 2800 kilograms, also felt a significant change in himself.

Without the weight, Shen Qiang felt much lighter on his feet; not only was his offense as swift as the wind, his jumping greatly enhanced as well.

And on defense.

Once Shen Qiang unloaded the 2800 kilograms, Lan Yong, even if he deliberately tried to charge, couldn't move Shen Qiang at all.

The reason was simple.

When Shen Qiang did anything while bearing 2800 kilograms, whether walking or resting, he wasn't only training his strength but also improving his body's balance.

It allowed Shen Qiang to adjust his body instantly upon feeling any force.

That was a very subtle sensation.

It was like becoming skilled through practice, yet also like an instinctual evolution.

The game continued.

In the following period, Lan Yong completely fell apart in front of Shen Qiang.

Comparing skills.

Shen Qiang's shooting, with a hundred percent accuracy. Every shot scored.

On defense, the fast-improving Shen Qiang was not only a challenge for Lan Yong, but even Wu Zhaoyang also suffered a block from Shen Qiang.

And the fundamental reason for all this was the hard cultivation under the 2800 kilograms of the Heavenly Palace Jade Lock.

Such a level of weight might indeed seem negligible compared to the fighting fanatic Cheng Hai.

But in confronting Lan Yong on the basketball court, it already presented an utterly dominant posture.

Body Refinement.

A path every Cultivator must take.

But how far one goes on this road depends entirely on the individual.

Because apart from specialized Body Cultivators.

The vast majority of Cultivators' strength comes from True Qi and True Yuan.

Thus, under normal circumstances, ordinary Cultivators, once their physical strength meets the requirements for Foundation Establishment, wouldn't deliberately train anymore.

Just like the previous Shen Qiang.

Easily bearing five or six hundred kilograms, and when greater strength was needed, using True Qi.

And then continue cultivating, achieving powerful True Yuan.

There's nothing wrong with this itself.

Because in most situations, Cultivators' conflicts are decided by True Yuan which determines the realm, and the realm decides victory or defeat.

Flying Sword, Magical Treasure, Techniques, are always mainstream.

However, body techniques and close combat, due to their short attack range, often don't even get close to the opponent before being slain by the opponent's Flying Sword.

Therefore, in some respects, the majority of cultivators are similar to magicians in online games.

They possess immense power and can destroy heaven and earth with a simple gesture.

Body Cultivators, on the other hand, are somewhat like warriors. They have a robust physique that most cultivators do not possess, but at the same time, they give up Techniques, or at least some Techniques.

They invariably choose a path they believe is the right one.

Hoping they can find their own path through specialization.

And Shen Qiang?

Besides the Longevity Technique of Nourishing Life Cultivation and five minor skills from Mixed Arts, Medical Saint did not leave Shen Qiang any powerful Techniques.

So, at least before reaching the Nascent Soul Stage,

Shen Qiang's cultivation method undoubtedly leaned more towards Body Cultivation.

Because at least at the current stage, this method was very suitable for Shen Qiang.

Because Shen Qiang had strength, Wind Walk, Fury, and in close combat, he also had the Golden Cicada Dungeon and the Plague Source.

Among these, the key was the Plague Source. Currently, the range of Shen Qiang's Plague Source was a cylindrical area with Shen Qiang at the center and a diameter of sixty meters.

This meant that Shen Qiang had to get within thirty meters of the opponent for the Plague Source to take effect.

So that method of slaying enemies from a thousand miles away with Sword Control, Shen Qiang couldn't manage it yet.

Bang!

Lan Yong, completely restrained by Shen Qiang, shot the basketball. It hit the iron and bounced off, then Ji Liangchuan grabbed the rebound.

"Number Eight from Engineering!"

"Nice ironsmith!"

"Number Eight from Engineering!"

"Nice ironsmith!"

In the mocking cheers of the crowd in the basketball gym, Shen Qiang broke through just as he approached the free-throw line. The towering Wu Zhaoyang, over two meters tall, already came out to defend because he knew that if he didn't come out, Lan Yong alone couldn't stop Shen Qiang.

But even with his defense, it was still useless.

Once he unloaded a burden of 2800 kilograms, Shen Qiang's strength was simply too great for them to stop.

Bang!

Under the double teaming of Wu Zhaoyang and Lan Yong, Shen Qiang still dunked ferociously, proving himself once again.

"Shen Qiang!"

"Nice work!"

"Shen Qiang!"

"I love you!"

Amidst the frenzied cheers of the crowd, Shen Qiang, who entered the court, led the Medical University team to a smooth turnaround, winning easily with a final score of 71 to 63.

Scores like that left no room for objection.

And unlike the previous two games where everyone went their separate ways immediately after the game, this time, Shen Qiang stopped them.

Looking up at Wu Zhaoyang and then at Lan Yong, Shen Qiang said, "Hey, do you have time for dinner tonight?"

Wu Zhaoyang didn't react.

Lan Yong angrily said, "To celebrate your victory?"

Shen Qiang said, "Of course not, I was just thinking, what's the point of us fighting each other all the time? Might as well team up with me, you, Wu Zhaoyang, and me."

Lan Yong was stunned, "Are you ditching Ji Liangchuan?"

Shen Qiang smiled, "If you guys don't object, 'he can be counted in as well.'"

"Not interested," the burly Wu Zhaoyang said before he walked away outright. Lan Yong seemed to have something to say, but Wu Zhaoyang grabbed his collar and dragged him away.

Watching their backs, Shen Qiang felt a bit disappointed and also thought he might have been too hasty. Under these circumstances, discussing teaming up was probably too soon.

Just then, the tall and handsome Ji Liangchuan stood by Shen Qiang's side and sidled, "You want to win them over? Give it up, they won't even give me face, how could they possibly pay attention to you."

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