Strong Offense And Defense Chapter 16

Translator: Re

Editor: Mims

“Isn't that why it's needed?” 

Reece looked to the side. The guys at the pool were no longer satisfied with just joking around among themselves. They began to clap their hands rhythmically. 

“! ! !" 

Your sister ah! Nie Chuan was speechless! 

Peter has just drunk beer and his mind isn't sober which is a problem. It was a problem. If he were to smack Nie Chuan's head with his palm, Nie Chuan would probably go directly to the hospital with a concussion! 

“Good! Kid! Do you dare? Three games, win or lose!” Peter glared at Nie Chuan. 

“I…" don't dare! 

Nie Chuan had not finished his words when Carlo picked up for him, “Allen! Let's go! Take out the skill you used to pa.s.s Montenegro!” 

That's made of wool! He didn't manage to get a single point in front of Montenegro! 

[T/N: "wool" used here is similar to "f*ck" or "bullsh*t" in English]

“There's a public basketball court outside the villa!” 

Everyone, whether they are in a bathing suit or wearing a towel, went out of the villa. 

Nie Chuan even suspected that they were going to the basketball court to continue the party.

Just when Nie Chuan was about to get up, someone grabbed him. When he looked back, what he saw were Reece's eyes. 

“Peter isn't the best in the team, but he has a solid foundation and his style is very flexible.” 

“Should I thank you for your comfort?” Nie Chuan felt as if he was about to refresh the record of getting sec-killed. 

“What you are best at is the three-step layup.” 

“En… I'll get blocked by him right?” 

“So you have to pa.s.s him as quickly as possible, get rid of him and leave enough time for your layup. You're very lucky. Once you pa.s.s Peter, no one can stop you as long as you quickly make your layup. But if this was a real basketball game, after you bypa.s.s one, you would still need to face another one.” 

Reece's voice was very calm. Nie Chuan's thoughts seemed to pa.s.s through Reece's eyes and was reborn in another place. 

“Do you still remember what I said to you when I was practicing with you that day?” 

“Stabilize my lower body, don't get overwhelmed by my opponent.” 

“En.” 

“Don't compete with the opponent in strength. Keep my distance and avoid physical contact.” 

“En.” 

“Don't forget my own rhythm.” 

“En. What else?” 

“Shoulder-to-shoulder, shoulder-to-hip. The defender is the door and I am the key.” 

“Good. Don't rigidly adhere to what you've learned, don't think too much. Your body will know what to do.” 

“Thank you, I know.” 

“Go.” 

Reece's “Go” carried an inexplicable sense of strength that seems to stabilize Nie Chuan's rocking world.

“Hey Allen, don't worry! You have me here! Peter won't do anything to you!” Carlo stood not far away and waved.

Ghost ah! Right now it's me that wants to beat you up, okay? 

[T/N: 'ghost' is commonly used in Chinese to express either curiosity or, in this case, something along the lines of "As if!"]

A group of people arrived at the basketball court. Although the lights weren't very bright, but for Nie Chuan it was more than enough.

Peter was about the same height as Carlo. Standing in front of Nie Chuan, there was a feeling of trying to climb Mount Tai. 

Some people took out their phones to record – it was Lily and a few of them. (Re: author didn't specify but I'm guessing a few of the other girls)

To be honest, Nie Chuan really doesn't like being photographed.

A figure came up to Lily. Lily looked up blankly, “Re… Reece…” 

“Put your phone away. They didn't agree to you recording them.” 

Reece's voice wasn't loud, but there was a sense of oppression. 

Lily and the rest quickly put their phones away. 

Carlo reiterated the rules again,”This is a half-court game. There is no time limit, whoever scores three goals first wins. Remember, intentional collisions and malicious harm are not allowed!” 

Peter was in possession of the ball first. He sneered at Nie Chuan who is defending against him, then suddenly charged over. Nie Chuan only felt the other person rapidly approaching and subconsciously evaded. He heard a crash (?) as Peter slams the ball into the basket.

“Oh… less than two seconds…” 

There was the sound of sighing. 

Standing on the side of the court, Carlo squinted. “Peter is the type to *strike first. He knows his body's advantages. His explosiveness and speed far exceeds Allen's. Once he takes the ball pa.s.sed Allen once, Allen basically won't get a second opportunity to stop him.” 

[T/N: idiom used here is 先聲奪人 which means to s.n.a.t.c.h the momentum and make the enemy lose morale]

“He understands.” 

At the moment, Nie Chuan was frowning. 

Peter's speed is really too fast. 

If it was the former Nie Chuan, he would have already been scared silly.

But after experiencing Reece's slam dunk and Montenegro's three big hot pots, Nie Chuan felt that this wasn't unbearable.

It was Nie Chuan's turn to dribble. He calmly came up to Peter and adjusted his breathing. 

Don't think too much, Nie Chuan. The more you think, the slower your body will be.

You know what to do, break through him in one go! 

Suddenly, Nie Chuan rushed forward. When Peter pressed up, Nie Chuan stretched out his right leg to take a penetrating step. Peter quickly followed Nie Chuan's movement. Just when he was about to steal Nie Chuan's ball, Nie Chuan did an ipsilateral dribble with a behind the back dribble before suddenly turning and bypa.s.sing Peter. He didn't hesitate to rush forward and make a layup!

[T/N: "ipsilateral" is used to describe the 'my lou dribble' from Ch12 since I didn't know how to translate 同側變相 any other way]

He swears he has never ran so fast before!

When Carlo saw that he was making another three-step layup, he covered his eyes with his hands while repeating constantly in his heart: I should have taught him how to shoot! I should have taught him how to shoot! I should have taught him how to shoot! 

Peter already arrived under the basket and jumped. Nie Chuan has already shot the ball. He saw that Peter was about to touch the ball, but the ball still fell into the basket. 

“Oh – did you see it? Did you see how that kid pa.s.sed Peter?” 

“No, it was too fast! I didn't see it clearly!” 

Carlo spread his fingers apart a little to look. “Did his ball go in?” 

“It went in,” Reece replied lightly.

“My G.o.d!” Carlo finally put his hand down. 

At the moment of landing, Nie Chuan's mood was complicated. He really didn't think that one day he could score against a person like Peter! 

There was an inexplicable force that spiraled from his heart, infiltrating his every cell. Even his fingertips were burning inexplicably. 

“Once he finds his own rhythm, Peter may not be his opponent until his strength is exhausted,” Reece said. 

Carlo looked at Reece in surprise: “What did you say? You actually think Allen can beat Peter?” 

“At most three goals. His explosiveness can't last as long as Peter's.” 

“Isn't three goals already very impressive? Peter's height, defensive radius, explosiveness, and rebounding all far exceeds Nie Chuan. You actually think Nie Chuan can score three goals from him?” 

Reece crosses his arms and looks at Carlo with raised eyebrows. "Basketball games nowadays place more emphasis on air supremacy. The air might require someone like you or Montenegro. But don't forget, in the process of transporting the ball to under the basket, how many times does it need to touch the ground? This part is very likely to become Nie Chuan's field… if he has such a pursuit that is.” 

“Hey, I really envy you. You can say his Chinese name so clearly.” 

Reece put his finger on his lips, signaling Carlo to pay attention to the game. 

This time it was Peter's turn to attack while Nie Chuan served as defense. 

Nie Chuan did not stand too far away from Peter because he knew that he couldn't give Peter time to accelerate. He must steal the ball before Peter accelerates otherwise he will never get a second chance. 

Concentrate, Nie Chuan! 

You can do it, you definitely can! 

The opportunity is only there for an instant, you definitely must seize it! 

Peter dribbled the ball rhythmically while constantly making tentative moves. Nie Chuan quickly followed. Whenever Peter adjusted his center of gravity and changed the direction of his dribble, Nie Chuan can also quickly change his direction. 

At first, Peter thought it was because Nie Chuan's reaction was fast. After three or four probes, Nie Chuan seemed to follow Peter's movements on the surface but in fact his legs did not move at all. He had already seen through Peter's fake movements. 

He was constantly ready, waiting for the moment when Peter accelerated to bring the ball past him.

The guy in front of him obviously has a small stature, but Peter has the feeling of being watched. 

Nie Chuan's eyes were sharp like a th.o.r.n.y vine, the barbs stabbing into Peter's mind. 

“Hey Peter! Can you do it?” 

An impatient guy among the onlookers spoke up. 

This is undoubtedly a stimulus for Peter. 

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he rushed forward as if to break through the left side. When Nie Chuan's shoulders followed in moving to the left, Peter quickly changed direction to break through the right side. But he didn't think Nie Chuan's hand would already be there waiting. Just when he quickly bypa.s.sed Nie Chuan, there was a "peng-" sound. His ball had been robbed by Nie Chuan without any warning. 

While Peter was thinking that he had successfully broken through and charged forward several steps, Nie Chuan had already turned around and was running to the basket. He made another three-step layup and the ball safely went in. Because Peter was very anxious to catch up, he jumped with too much momentum. If he had been given another second, he would have certainly been able to block Nie Chuan. But late is late.

Carlo scratched his head again. "Doesn't he have a more extravagant way of scoring? There's really no explosion point! That moment when he cut off Peter's offense, my blood rushed to the top of my head. I thought there would be a slam dunk or a three-pointer… Who knew he was going for a layup… my expectations suddenly died down…” 

“He won't be so lucky for the third shot,” Reece said indifferently.

At this time, Peter had calmed down from his initial pride. 

Nie Chuan's interception just now was like a sharp knife inserted into his chest. His decision was so quick that it was as if it was without any thought.

This reminded Peter of Reece. He looked outside the court and saw Reece with his arms folded while leaning against a lamppost with a calm look, as if he did not even put the game in his eyes. But the fact that Reece had walked from the swimming pool to this basketball court already indicated that this Chinese teenager isn't ordinary. 

Peter knew that he couldn't lose the ball again.

With his self-esteem on the line, he also couldn't let Nie Chuan pa.s.s him anymore.

Carlo was suddenly a bit worried, "Hey, Reece… Peter is getting serious.” 

“Isn't getting serious a good thing?” Reece asked. 

“…I'm worried that Allen will get hurt…” Carlo frowned. 

“He should get hurt once to understand how deadly his weakness is.”

Re: I love how Carlo found it too painful to watch x'D

MadMadamMims: oof Reece is a deadly beast.