Adu could only marvel: "Brother Li has obviously reached the NBA level. Although his dribbling skills aren't that polished yet, his power is unstoppable, just like his performance on the soccer field, dominating all around."
Listening to Brother Adu's praise, Westbrook and Harden kept nodding in agreement.
"Remember, you've already lost one million gold." Li Fei tossed the basketball to Sai Jingang while reminding him.
Making money this way is too easy, especially since the rules were set by them. If they want to backtrack, it's not going to happen.
"Are your shorts made of iron?"
Sai Jingang's knee felt a bit sore from the hard knee strike he just attempted. He initially intended to use this dirty trick to avenge his cousin, but instead, his knee felt like it hit an iron wall.
"Are you the kind of person who they describe as having strong limbs but a simple mind?" Li Fei was almost speechless. "I'm not Iron Man. My shorts aren't that tough."
"Then why aren't you hurt?"
