Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 67 - 067 I can fight in any way!

Qiao Bixia, noticing Li Zheng’s intent gaze, disdainfully said, "Ha! You’re trying to compare intelligence with me, Lu Bu?"

However, Xu Mengxi was quite anxious, shaking Qiao Bixia and pleading, "Come on, Sister Xia... just help out..."

"When I start shouting tactics, of course everyone can hear," Qiao Bixia snorted at Li Zheng with a laugh, "but I doubt this kid can come up with any tactics."

"I’ll give it a try," Li Zheng took a deep breath, focusing on the court.

He then tossed out 5 Game Coins.

Ding Ding.

He officially acquired the "reading contest" skill.

Immediately afterward, his eyes widened.

The first piece of information was very clear—

Jiang Qinghua was a cancer.

Not that he was particularly bad, but there was a problem with his style of play.

Always running around the court wanting the ball, causing everyone else to be nervous and constantly thinking about passing the responsibility to him.

Whenever they attacked, everyone’s attention was on him, making it hard for them to play actively.

This led to an excruciating offensive rhythm, everyone running around dazedly wasting energy.

Without this Slime Monster last year, they were lucky to only lose by three points.

Now they were likely to get slaughtered.

When Li Zheng was on the court, he still played defense actively owing to his professional instincts.

The other players had some space to pass the ball and could barely make offensive plays.

Now it was just a mess, worse than the casual games they played after school.

Once they lost the rhythm of the attack, it was impossible to have rhythm in defense.

That was precisely why Li Zheng’s energy was draining so fast.

During his time on the court, he was run ragged, taking on all tasks, and ultimately depleting his energy too soon.

In short, everything hinged on the word "rhythm."

Regain the rhythm, and there was a chance to win.

Li Zheng just silently watched for five minutes.

He saw the score change to 11:20.

He was very anxious.

But he had made up his mind.

He then turned around and called Qiao Bixia over, whispering to her.

"Can it really be done like this?" Qiao Bixia exclaimed.

"It’s allowed by the rules," Li Zheng nodded.

"This... doesn’t seem so good..." Qiao Bixia hesitated.

"Please help, if Sister Xia needs anything in the future, I won’t hesitate to help."

"Then I can call you ’my son,’ right?"

"That’s up to you, but I won’t agree," he responded.

"Fine." Qiao Bixia squinted, "I’ll help with this, but I don’t care about the win or loss, I’ll just do my best."

"Doing your best is enough," Li Zheng quickly said to Zhang Xiaoke, "Go find the tactic board and watercolor pens."

"???"

"Hurry."

"..." Zhang Xiaoke stamped her foot in frustration, pouting, and ran off feeling humiliated.

Why am I always the one being bossed around for these annoying tasks?

Am I... what exactly?

The whistle sounded, the half was over.

14:23.

After Li Zheng left the court, Jiang Qinghua finally managed to score 3 points with great effort, and Liu Xin picked up two points from inside the line.

The players sat down one by one, just panting and drinking water, too tired to say a word.

Jiang Qinghua, on the other hand, was lying down.

He felt as though he had run a marathon.

And did it while constantly battling a runny nose.

Li Zheng used this time to walk up to Jiang Qinghua, bending down and extending his right hand: "Qinghua, I have no objections to your command, but if we want to win, from now on, could Sister Xia and I take over the command?"

Jiang Qinghua, gasping for breath, grabbed Li Zheng’s arm and barely got to his feet.

He looked at Li Zheng with mixed feelings.

Then, grinning bitterly, he said, "The spotlight... again it’s all you, kid..."

"..."

"Never mind, we’ll settle our scores later," Jiang Qinghua spat, hitting Li Zheng hard on the chest, "The class team comes first, as long as we can win, any way of playing is fine by me!"

Li Zheng hadn’t expected Jiang Qinghua to hand over the command so easily.

He quickly summoned the team into a circle.

Zhang Xiaoke had also just returned with a small whiteboard in her arms, "The lab... found it... this isn’t considered stealing, right..."

"Not at all, not at all, I would have backed you even with stimulants." Tang Zhifei, already anxiously waiting, immediately took it over and handed it to Li Zheng, "Hurry up."

"Right." Li Zheng then began to draw on the board.

"For serving, and for transitioning defense to offense, the first thing isn’t to pass the ball."

"It’s to look."

"Look at everyone’s position."

"These two formations, undoubtedly, sprint."

"Apart from one or two sprint players, the rest recover on the spot."

"These three formations, are the push forward."

"Pass the ball to Chen Sen, the others methodically push forward."

"Furthermore, in this situation, it’s showtime."

"Pass the ball to me or Jiang Qinghua, the others save energy."

"Energy supports all tactics, managing our energy is the core of our strategy for the second half."

"To achieve this, we need to utilize pace changes, depleting the opponent’s energy as much as possible."

"I’ll desperately grab back the pace."

"The rest, follow Qiao Bixia’s lead from the sidelines."

"Lastly." Li Zheng looked at Jiang Qinghua, "Your movement is very useful, run where there are many people."

"Okay." Jiang Qinghua, wiping sweat, sighed, "But, I can’t help much... I feel more like a burden..."

The more he spoke, the more upset he became, clenching his fists so tightly they felt heavy, "I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I really am..."

Speaking to this point, his eyes began to well up with tears.

Damn it, after struggling for so long.

He was not willing to give up.

"Not at all, you are the biggest hero." Li Zheng patted Jiang Qinghua’s shoulder vigorously.

"Ah." Jiang Qinghua was startled, somewhat moved.

"After all, with you drawing their fire, I can play my game."

"..." Jiang Qinghua suddenly felt very miserable.

"In the second half, you also mustn’t slow down, keep running with the goal to get past the buzz-cut guy, prove your value," Li Zheng sincerely said, "Only by doing this, he won’t come after me."

"..." Jiang Qinghua really wanted to cry this time.

"Oh, right." Li Zheng gave a small look, "If possible, try to draw some fouls."

...

The halftime break wasn’t over yet, and the match on the adjacent court had already finished.

There weren’t any fouls throughout, no delay in the game.

Plus, with the score so one-sided, there really wasn’t much left to play for.

So, more spectators gathered around the match between Class 2 and Class 4.

The halftime score, 14:23.

This was a bit more interesting to watch.

...

10 minutes later, the halftime break ended.

Li Zheng took a deep breath.

Bearing the gaze of the entire stadium, he stepped onto the court again.

Today, it was the highlight of the initial battle, also the most thrilling moment.

Even if they won, the opponents to come would only get stronger.

The tired version of himself would only be weaker.

Let it be now, have a blast.

Accept the task.

B

Activate Unparalleled!

[Task Accepted: Unparalleled.]

[All item restoration limits removed.]

[Countdown: 15:00]

[Total speed: 228.9??]

With Unparalleled activated, it’s time to fight with everything left.

The whistle blew, Class 2 served, Class 4 defended.