Chapter 392
After the fast break from the opposite team, Peter dribbled the ball again. This time, he had learned his lesson and stopped trying to show off. He was slightly traumatized by the two steals from Jack just now.
Peter dribbled cautiously, but he couldn't escape Jack's quick hands that stole the ball.
Jack was just too fast. Even when Peter tried to play seriously, he realized it was useless against Jack.
Peter stood frozen after Jack stole the ball. He didn't even know when he had lost it.
After Jack stole the ball, Class Three's center, a tall figure of six feet five inches, blocked his path.
Jack ignored the tall center and leaped from the free-throw line to make a slam dunk.
The audience couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
"Oh my gosh! He actually jumped from the free-throw line? Is he the god of basketball?"
"I don't know, but that leap's insane!"
"There's no way that's gonna make it, right?"
That distance, that leap, and that explosive force…
Class Three's center was c

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