Chapter 132 Today I'm Going to Teach You a Lesson!
"Sorry, the ball slipped out of my hand just now. Please pass the ball over here!" Alfonso smiled slightly.
Charles saw through Alfonso's excuse. 'You clearly aimed at me on purpose, and now you're pretending it was an accident? What a bullshitter!'
Without missing a beat, Charles gripped the basketball tightly and threw it with all his might toward Alfonso.
Others might hesitate in the face of Alfonso's influential background, but Charles didn't care. His throw was powerful, three times stronger than an average person’s.
Alfonso, expecting a routine throw, prepared to catch it with ease. 'It's just a basketball, how much force could it have?'
But clearly, he underestimated the power of this throw and its speed.
As soon as his hands made contact with the ball, he was overwhelmed by its force. His arms went numb, and his stance, already precarious, faltered.
Alfonso lost his balance and, unable to recover, stumbled and fell to the ground. He rolled over twice, looking extremely embarrassed!
No one expected Charles' throw to actually knock Alfonso down in front of hundreds of eyes in the gym.
'This is beyond embarrassing! The usually dashing Alfonso, taken down by a basketball on his own court? Unbelievable.'
The scene quickly escalated as a group of Alfonso’s male teammates stormed towards Charles.
"Captain, are you okay?"
"Damn, you little punk, are you looking for trouble?"
"Shit, everyone back off. Little punk, you're done for today!"
"What do you think you're doing? This is a school, you're students, not street thugs. Are you really going to fight in front of hundreds of students in the gym?" Snow interjected, stepping forward with a stern expression.
As the student council president, she couldn't ignore such an incident.
Despite her personal dislike for Charles, her duty was to prevent the conflict from escalating.
'Snow is actually defending Charles?' Alfonso, who had just gotten up from the ground, looked even more upset and said, "You bitch. What do I lack compared to this asshole Charles? Are you blind, Snow?"
Anger boiled beneath the surface, but Alfonso maintained his calm, princely demeanor to protect his image.
"Snow, we won't fight. Fighting is for barbarians. We only play basketball. Charles, do you dare to face me one-on-one?" Alfonso said with a calm and steady tone.
As soon as he said this, the whole place was in an uproar.
Countless girls started screaming in excitement.
"Alfonso is so cool and graceful, truly a male idol!"
"What's so cool about it? Didn't he just get knocked down by a ball? How is that cool or graceful? Sorry, I don't get it!" a skinny boy with glasses said, confused.
"Come on, it was Charles who deliberately hit Alfonso with the ball. Alfonso didn't even hold it against him and wants to prove himself with basketball. Isn't that cool and graceful?" a girl with girlish fantasies retorted.
"Wasn't it Alfonso who started it? And basketball is his turf. He's good at it, but Charles might not be. Isn't that just bullying?" the skinny boy continued to argue.
"That's a weak excuse. On the basketball court, you speak with your skills. If you can't play, what are you even talking about? Didn't you see they were about to fight? It was Alfonso who stepped in to stop it," the girl with girlish fantasies insisted, not backing down.
"I..." The boy with glasses was at a loss for words, clearly taken aback by her 'logic'.
The boy thought inwardly, 'Alfonso isn't trying to stop the conflict, but wants to show off. He intends to crush Charles in his own domain, the new campus sensation, to reinforce his status as the top male idol.
'If Charles doesn't dare to accept the one-on-one challenge, he'd be seen as a coward!
'If he does accept and gets humiliated in front of hundreds of people, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?' The boy thought.
The atmosphere was suffocating, with all eyes on Charles.
Jessica, observing from the sidelines, felt a pang of worry. She didn’t want to see Charles embarrassed in front of everyone.
'Charles is good at playing the piano and has decent physical skills, but basketball might not be his forte! He has never been seen on any of the school's basketball courts.' she thought.
Charles, standing at 71 inches, was clearly at a disadvantage compared to Alfonso, who stood at 73 inches and had genuine basketball skills. At Lacus Magnus University, only a handful of people could beat Alfonso!
As the reigning top campus prince at Lacus Magnus University, Alfonso’s appeal went beyond his wealth and looks; his basketball prowess was a major factor in his popularity.
Without real talent, how could anyone truly admire him?
A rich, talentless guy couldn't be the top campus prince!
"Alright, you want a one-on-one? I'll oblige!" Charles smiled slightly, accepting Alfonso's challenge.
"Charles actually agreed? He really dared to agree?"
"Probably because there are too many girls around, and he doesn't want to look like a coward. It's really embarrassing to back down in front of the campus princess. Many men's egos can't take that!"
"Charles isn't thinking straight. He's just handing victory to Alfonso!"
The onlookers were already feeling sorry for Charles.
'But, am I really acting on impulse? I had played basketball in high school, but just hadn't kept it up. In terms of skills, I am indeed no match for Alfonso. But my physical fitness, strength, reaction, and agility far surpass Alfonso's. Even if my skills are a bit lacking, in a one-on-one match, I might not necessarily lose to Alfonso. Besides, I still have 22 enhancement points left. I could just enhance my basketball skills by 30 years? How could I not win?' Charles thought.
"Charles, don't be impulsive. You can't beat him in basketball!" Emily suddenly spoke up.
Although she was a girl, she was a sports enthusiast and knew Alfonso's skills well, she was skeptical.
'Charles might be good at fighting, but basketball isn't fighting. There's a big difference between the two!' Emily thought.
"Yeah, Charles, you're not good at basketball. Why compete in something you're not good at? Can Alfonso play the piano? Challenge him to a piano duel and see if he dares!" Jessica glanced at Emily and pouted.
"It's okay. I might not be great at basketball, but I'm definitely better than this rookie," Charles said with a dismissive tone, pointing at Alfonso.
'This guy almost hit me with a car earlier, and I am willing to let it go, but now he dares to provoke me? Today, I'm going to teach him a lesson!' Charles sneered.
With a determined stride, Charles left the stands and walked onto the basketball court.
Seeing Charles approach, Alfonso's arm veins bulged.
He was on the verge of exploding!
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