But I don't know what happened. The opponent's strength is getting stronger and stronger. The Ziyuan who seemed weak and vulnerable actually has the momentum to compete with me.

With every collision, he could feel the power coming from Murasakibara increasing, which made him both surprised and angry.

For him, it was a great shame that he couldn't even deal with an Eastern monkey.

His broad shoulders trembled slightly, revealing his inner unrest.

At this moment, he was no longer as irritable as before, but his fierce look and the way he was suppressing his anger made people feel even more terrified, like a ferocious beast about to explode. The air around him seemed to have turned cold because of his anger.

Nash sat in his seat with a very calm expression. His calm face was like a bottomless lake, without the slightest ripple.

The hideous smile and arrogance displayed during the game were no longer there at this moment, as if it was just a mask he wore for the game. Now that the mask was taken off, an elusive tranquility was revealed.

He sat quietly on the bench with his eyes slightly closed. He looked like a monk meditating with his eyes closed and concentrating. All the disturbances in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

He seemed to be immersed in his own world, or as if he was accumulating some powerful strength. The air around him seemed to become solemn because of his calmness.

Others may not know, but everyone in Jabberwock knows what is hidden behind Nash's condition.

They are too familiar with Nash and know that whenever Nash shows such an attitude, it means that he is about to use his real killer move, which is a terrifying force that can turn the tide of the battle and plunge the opponent into despair.

Nick looked at Nash and said with some fear and excitement.

"It looks like the boss is finally going to use that."

His voice was trembling, and his eyes showed both fear of Nash's unknown power and anticipation of seeing a miracle.

This complex emotion intertwined in his heart, causing his body to lean forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Nash.

Alan chuckled meaningfully.

"I've begun to sympathize with my opponent."

There was a hint of cruelty in his smile, as if he had already seen the Dream Team being defeated by Nash's attack.

Zack spread his hands and said with a look of compassion.

"It's really pitiful to anger the boss. Those monkeys will definitely feel what true terror is."

His words were full of sarcasm, but at the same time he was full of blind confidence in Nash's strength.

After hearing what everyone said, Jason Siber calmed down his unhappy mood, grinned, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and said.

"Then I will release all my strength and let those monkeys see what real power is."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly, and the blood vessels on his arms bulged instantly, forming small green snakes that coiled around under the skin, as if they were eager to break out of the body.

His muscles bulged and he exuded a wild aura, like a beast about to break free from its reins, ready to unleash all his strength on the field and crush his opponent completely.

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beep……

In the game between Dream Team and Jabberwock, the whistle for the last quarter finally sounded.

The whistle was like a sharp sword, easily cutting through the heavy air. The strong sound waves hit the eardrums of everyone present, making everyone excited.

This much-anticipated battle was like a grand carnival feast, and the moment of results was finally approaching.

Every audience member is like a believer waiting for the final judgment, with a mixture of tension and anticipation flashing in their eyes.

Everyone perked up and focused their eyes on the court like a spotlight.

The stadium seemed to have become the center of the world.

Win or lose, fight back with pride, or suffer a humiliating defeat, the answer will be revealed in the next game.

Players from both sides took to the court again.

Jabberwock serves.

The moment Nick passed the ball, everyone's eyes were focused on Nash.

After Nash received the pass from Nick, he did not act immediately, but stood there quietly, like a silent statue.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be staring at the basketball in his hands, and as if looking through the basketball into somewhere farther away.

There seemed to be a mysterious aura surrounding his body, making it hard to understand.

Yin Yue narrowed her eyes, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

I always feel that Nash has become a little different. This change is very subtle, but he can't ignore it.

He couldn't really put his finger on what was different, but it felt very... strange.

That strange feeling lingers in my heart and can't be shaken off.

It didn't seem that dangerous, but this sense of potential threat was like a thorn in his heart.

Although it is not dangerous, it always makes people look at each other unconsciously, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

For example, it's like someone is holding a gun. Even if the other person doesn't mean to shoot you, you will unconsciously pay attention to the other person, fearing that the other person will suddenly shoot you.

Nash is like the man with the gun at this moment. Although he has not taken any action yet, the sense of oppression he brings has spread invisibly, affecting Yin Yue's judgment and making him dare not slack off in the slightest.

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