Hill turned his head, staring blankly at Chen Yu.
"What, you think I'm joking?" Chen Yu retorted.
Hill shook his head slightly, gritting his teeth. "But I..."
Before he could finish, Chen Yu cut him off.
"You're about to say that you just came back and you're not ready. So let me ask you, how are you planning to get ready?" Chen Yu pressed, his expression serious.
"Technique?"
"Don't tell me you've forgotten how to play basketball after two months off. Or is it your body? You used to have a ninety-centimeter vertical, and now you can only manage fifty?"
The questions left Hill completely stunned.
After a long moment, he finally shook his head.
'Of course I haven't forgotten how to play. And my body?'
In the final stages of his recovery, Chen Yu had constantly increased his workload. It was fair to say that in those last few days, his training intensity was no different from his regular regimen.
'It feels like... I'm already prepared.'
But...
