Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

Chapter 862 862 Terminals

Chapter 862 Chapter 862 Terminals

Three teams later and the Los Pecados Wolverines was already in the last match of the season.

"The Golden Buckeyes are up against the Los Pecados Wolverines for the 2052 WBF Championship!

But if the earlier games were to be put into consideration, it would seem that the story line would remain unchanged all throughout.

How could any team beat someone who appears perfect in every aspect of the game?" The announcer asked the most pressing question of all.

And true to his words, history repeated itself in the game 1 of the finals.

"DING!" The whistle was blown and our very own protagonist did his thing on the court.

With absolute dominion over his body and faculties, getting 150 points plus on the floor became as easy as breathing itself.

* * *

"This is stupid. The league should ban that kicked out high school kid. He's not human at all."

A dejected player from the Golden Buckeyes said once the game was over. It was nothing less of a slaughter.

"I agree. Sean Evans acted like he was five steps ahead of us. Like a fucking mind reader in the floor. It's like he's a... moving work of art." Another player made his thoughts known.

It was obvious that there was awe in his statement right now. This was of course all too natural since nobody has ever played perfect basketball. Not in any sport for that matter.

"Fuck him! I'm going to end his career in the next game!" A third player cursed and promised to inflict permanent damage in the future.

He was at least courageous to go against our bored gamer in that way. Nevertheless, that would be proven to be a dumb move in the end.

* * *

"DING!" The second game of the finals launched a few days later and as usual, Clark made use of this opportunity. It was quite funny even at the start.

"Kill him! Tear the fucker into pieces!" The five players of the opposing team left their marked men and has chosen to run towards our avid gamer like a mad bull.

Because of our bored gamer's entry into the league, the term quintuple team was created. It was basically 5 people trying to guard one man in order to keep him contained.

Alas, such a marvelous strategy was still not enough to chain the monster that was our good gamer.

"All the players in gold uniforms scrambled for dear life. They wanted to catch Mr. Perfect before he could even approach the half portion of the court.

Unfortunately, Mr. Perfect was much too fast for them. He used his small size and great speed to his advantage and this has made the game of basketball a game of tag all of a sudden.

I can't believe that i get to see this kind of evolution in this sport!" The announcer laughed at what he was seeing. He was not alone in this very opinion at all.

Even the audience in the court has their healthy thoughts on the matter.

"HAHAHA! This is fun!"

"You can't see him!"

"Mr. Perfect is invincible!" The crowd cheered and their words turned into a deafening roar of praise the moment they witnessed Sean Evans shot the ball way behind the logo on the court.

"Can you ducking believe that shot! That man is virtually impossible to stop!" The announcer shouted in praise. After that, a 1 man game commenced once more.

Clark scored the balls while his four teammates merely defended all throughout. It was yet another start of a whole new massacre in the making.

* * *

"Your time is up, boy. I'm going to end you for good." A Golden Buckeye vowed as he stalked his prey right out in the open.

They stopped the quintuple team strategy against our bored gamer since that would only aggravate the lead much faster.

In normal times, Clark would just dribble around for a few seconds as he thought about how to deliver his shots in the most entertaining fashion.

And this was more than enough room for this Golden Buckeye player to maneuver his evil plan into action.

"This is it!" The evil Golden Buckeye charged with vehemence.

He came from our bored gamer's blind spot and his plan was to tackle his target's knees in order to cripple him at least for a few years.

With a man his size of 7 foot 6 inches, it would be an easy order to break our avid gamer's body in two should his plan be realized without a hitch. This man forged ahead bravely.

"BANG!" Two bodies collided in full and the expected shouts of pain followed thereafter.

"DING!" The roar of a whistle resounded next which costed the game a few minutes of cessation. Everyone in the court was incredulous of what happened next.

"Are you okay, big man?" Clark asked with false concern on his voice. He almost laughed in the open but that would paint him badly in the eyes of the millions of those who watched online.

"Noooo..."

"Noooo..."

"Noooo..."

"It's... broken." The evil Golden Buckeye player laid in a fetal position as he covered his precious family jewels in his nether region.

Not only a pair of knees has violated them but there was at least two hard punches that assailed them eggs within that couple of seconds contact.

He would have wanted to stand up and punch the living daylights out of our very own protagonist but alas, he felt no strength in his body.

Everything was concentrated on how much his balls felt depleted and crushed in the aftermath.

"This kid is so vicious!" This was the conclusion that ran on every player's mind in the court whether it be friend or foe.

They reached with a comforting hand down south in order to check the healthy condition of theirs and relaxed knowing that it was not them laying on the floor in extreme agony right now.

The evil Golden Buckeye player even bawled like a baby in the next breaths. Everyone of them vowed to never cross our bored gamer. It was not worth losing a pair of balls at all.

Most definitely not!