"Motherfucker!"
The Flying Pig cursed.
He hadn't expected to get blocked on his signature move: the big-ass attack.
Li Fei's reputation for having an enormous blocking radius was well deserved.
The spectators were getting nervous, too.
Li Fei had his chance!
Was the great Flying Pig really about to lose?
For some reason,
everyone there was actually starting to look forward to Li Fei taking down the Flying Pig.
"You don't stand a chance, rookie."
Barkley passed the ball to Li Fei, then clapped his hands fiercely.
Li Fei lowered his center of gravity and turned sideways to face the Flying Pig. He led with his shoulder and drove straight into him.
Barkley had the strength advantage, but Li Fei used his longer stride and better footwork. After shoving forward, he spun and took a huge step, still making it close to the basket.
He put his back into it and still managed to drive right into the heart of the action.
Once they reached the danger zone, Barkley's defense got rougher and rougher. His left arm wrapped around Li Fei's waist while his right hand kept tugging at him.
As Li Fei kept shoving, he shouted, "You're weak, little bro! Didn't you eat?"
"If I were weak, would you even be able to get in? You're just relying on being long. What good is being long? You've gotta be hard!"
As he spoke, Barkley drove an elbow into Li Fei's lower back.
The spectators were dumbfounded.
What the hell kind of basketball was this?
It was a fight with a ball!
Barkley's elbow had Li Fei seeing red. He protected the ball, spun around, and threw an elbow of his own, sending Barkley staggering.
Barkley was tough, too. He'd taken an elbow, but he didn't back down.
He endured