Yin Yue, a name from Neon, but his soul is a genuine Chinese soul. Wherever he goes, he is always followed by a Himalayan cat. Wait a minute, isn't this Karupin from the Prince of Tennis? But w...
Zone.
Jason Thibaud was looking down from above, his tall figure looming over Murasakibara like a winner examining a loser.
He said with a proud look on his face as he looked at Murasakibara who had fallen to the ground.
"Don't think you're the only one who can Zone. I can do it anytime I want."
His voice echoed in the gym, full of provocation and disdain, and the tone seemed to be mocking Murasakibara's arrogance.
Murasakibara gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger, his teeth chattering, and he looked at Jason Siber for a long time without being able to speak.
His heart was filled with resentment and humiliation, and the pain of falling seemed to be nothing compared to the pain in his heart at this moment.
He never thought that he would be humiliated again and again by his opponents in the field he excels in.
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In a corner of the audience.
A group of people from Yangquan sat here quietly watching the game. Their originally relaxed expressions had long disappeared, replaced by faces full of astonishment.
They all swallowed involuntarily, and the swallowing sound was particularly clear in the tense atmosphere, as if it was an instinctive reaction to the horrific situation on the field.
Then they couldn't help but shiver all over, as if a gust of cold wind blew, and the chill ran up their spines.
They knew all too well how powerful Murasakibara was.
In their eyes, Murasakibara has always been like a giant. His tall body contains infinite power. Whether in training or in previous competitions, he has demonstrated amazing strength.
Every dunk he made was like a heavy blow to the basket, and every defense he made was like an insurmountable wall.
But what they saw was that Murasakibara was ruthlessly crushed by his opponent like a child.
The scene was like seeing a solid fortress collapse in an instant, which made them feel terrified.
That Jason Thibaud is so scary!
Himuro Tatsuya also had a serious look on his face, but there was no sign of surprise on his face.
He sat there quietly, staring at the field with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.
He once lived in the United States and has a deep understanding of the strength of the players there.
In the basketball world of the United States, he has seen countless talented and powerful players. Those fierce competitions and powerful opponents have made him realize that there are no absolutely strong players in this land of basketball.
He could only say that Ziyuan had the qualifications to fight against the Americans. It was an innate talent, a potential hidden deep in her body.
But whether it can be transformed into strength depends on Murasakibara himself.
He knew that this game was both a cruel test and an opportunity for growth for Ziyuan. It depended on whether Ziyuan could break through himself in this adversity and find his own path to victory.