Ling Feng just stood there, legs slightly apart, hands in his pockets, looking at him expressionlessly.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes in the audience, Scorpion clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. Slowly, slowly he bent down.
The spine that had once been so arrogant in his eyes was bending inch by inch.
He closed his eyes, knelt on the ground in humiliation, and then, like a dog, prepared to crawl over Ling Feng's crotch in humiliation.
Looking at the kneeling Scorpion, a burst of laughter that was not loud but extremely harsh broke out from the crowd.
But this is just the beginning.
Ling Feng didn't even look at him. He just used his toes to flick the basketball next to him, and the basketball rolled in front of Scorpion who had just crawled over.
"Next, it's the second item." Ling Feng's voice was lazy, but with an unquestionable command tone, "From the bottom line here to the bottom line on the opposite side. Let's start."
Scorpion knelt on the ground, looking at the basketball rolling in front of him, his body trembling violently.
Hold the ball on your head and crawl across the entire standard basketball court...
A distance of twenty-eight meters.
At this moment, it seems to be the farthest road in the world.
"Hurry up, we're still in a hurry." Ling Feng urged.
The scorpion bit his back molar, and blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. He lay down and rested his forehead on the cold basketball.
Then, with everyone watching, he began to crawl forward with his head, holding the basketball on his head.
