Ling Feng stood there with his legs slightly apart, hands in his pockets, staring at him without expression.
Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Scorpion clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. Slowly, ever so slowly, he bent at the waist.
The spine that had once seemed so arrogant in his eyes bent down again, inch by inch.
He closed his eyes and knelt on the ground in humiliation. Then, like a dog, he prepared to crawl beneath Ling Feng’s legs.
The sight of Scorpion on his knees drew a burst of laughter from the crowd. It wasn’t loud, but it was piercing.
And this was only the beginning.
Ling Feng didn’t even look at him. He nudged the basketball beside him with the tip of his foot, sending it rolling to a stop in front of Scorpion, who had just crawled over.
“Next is the second task.” Ling Feng sounded lazy, but his tone brooked no argument. “From this baseline to the one at the other end. Get started.”
Scorpion knelt on the ground, staring at the basketball in front of him as his body began to tremble violently.
He had to push the ball with his forehead and crawl across the entire regulation basketball court…
A distance of twenty-eight meters.
At that moment, it seemed like the longest road in the world.
“Hurry up. We’re short on time,” Ling Feng urged.
Scorpion gritted his teeth so hard that blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He lowered himself and pressed his forehead against the cold basketball.
Then, under everyone’s gaze, he began pushing the ball forward with his head, crawling after it one shove at a time.
