"That bastard."

Nash cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth.

His eyes were as cold as a knife, as if they could penetrate the air and stab Yin Yue.

Those eyes seemed to be filled with poison, revealing deep hatred. They stared at Yin Yue intently, as if they wanted to analyze Yin Yue's every move thoroughly.

But the next second, he took a deep breath, and his heaving chest showed that he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

Then he regained his calm, like a bottomless lake without the slightest ripple.

He murmured.

"Okay, very good. I wanted to make them despair, so I'll start with you!"

He had a strange smile on his face, his voice was low and hoarse, but it carried an unquestionable determination, as if he was sentencing Yin Yue to death.

Yin Yue noticed Nash's mood change, frowned slightly, and was secretly surprised.

"This guy is really hard to deal with."

He knew very well that a person who could control his emotions in an instant was like a bomb hidden in the dark, which could explode with astonishing power at any time.

Such people are very scary. They are not swayed by emotions and can always make the most rational judgments at critical moments. They are also very dangerous because you can never predict their next move.

Except for the somewhat silly Murasakibara, all members of the 'Generation of Miracles' have this kind of control.

They are like calm hunters on the court, able to remain calm no matter what situation they face.

Gin Yue and Akashi are the best among them. Not only can they control their own emotions, but they can also influence the atmosphere of the game and the mentality of their teammates to a certain extent. They are the real soul figures on the court.

The game continues.

At this time, the ball came to Jabberwock.

Bang…bang…bang…

Nash slapped the basketball rhythmically, and the sound was like the whisper of the devil, eroding everyone's heart all the time.

While dribbling the ball, he slowly moved forward and finally met Yin Yue in the midfield.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be sparks flashing in their eyes.

Nash's eyes were cold and sharp, like a dagger in the cold night, full of provocation and hostility.

Yin Yue's eyes were calm and steady, like a deep pool.

With the two of them at the center, a suffocating sense of oppression began to spread across the court.

This feeling of oppression was like a thick dark cloud, covering the entire stadium, making everyone present feel an invisible pressure.

The audience also held their breath unconsciously. The entire stadium was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of Nash bouncing the ball. A silent contest was taking place.

"That guy's aura is not inferior to Nash at all."

Nick said in surprise, his voice trembling slightly and his eyes full of disbelief.

He just stared blankly at the two people confronting each other in the middle of the court, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.

In his opinion, Nash's momentum cannot be easily resisted.

But now this oriental monkey can compete with it, and even stand on equal footing with it, which has a huge impact on his worldview.

Alan and Zack also widened their eyes, their eyes full of shock.

They looked at the aura emanating from Yin Yue as if they were seeing an unknown monster.

The momentum was like surging waves, hitting their hearts wave after wave and making them feel extremely incredible.

They never expected that this opponent whom they had previously despised would have such a powerful aura.

Even Jason Siber looked at Yin Yue a few more times with some surprise.

A hint of surprise appeared on his rough face, but he quickly hid it.

'Even if he is not inferior to Nash in terms of momentum, he may not be inferior in other aspects. Nash's strength has not been revealed yet! You stinky monkey, feel the despair!'

He snorted secretly in his heart.

He firmly believed that Nash would completely crush Silver Moon in the next confrontation and let this ignorant guy taste the taste of despair.

Bang…bang…bang…

The basketball in Nash's hand hit the ground rhythmically, and each hit seemed to be knocking on everyone's nerves, making the tense atmosphere even more intense, as if the air was about to be ignited by this tension.

Center of the court.

Nash continued to tap the basketball slowly and steadily, the rhythm seemed to be frozen in time, stable and without the slightest change.

Every sound of the basketball hitting the ground was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, making the air around them more and more tense.

But at a certain subtle moment, Nash's dribbling action suddenly stopped, and the originally regular sound came to an abrupt end, just like a smooth piece of music suddenly interrupted.

It was at this moment that something magical happened.

The basketball in Nash's hand disappeared mysteriously and quietly, as if it was swallowed by the darkness.

The scene was so bizarre, as if it was a magic show, and Nash was the skilled magician.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Nash's mouth, and that smile was full of cunning, like a fox that had successfully set a trap and was waiting for its prey to fall into the trap.

There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he had seen Yin Yue's panic expression when she couldn't find the basketball.

However, the next moment.

Snap...

A clear and loud voice sounded, and that voice seemed to have a strong penetrating power, rushing straight into Nash's atrium.

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