He only felt that the pressure on his shoulders suddenly increased, as if a towering mountain was pressing heavily on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to breathe.

In his mind, there seemed to be a mysterious voice echoing constantly, warning him over and over again that the road ahead was very dangerous and he could not go any further, otherwise something bad would definitely happen.

The voice was like the devil's whisper, seeping into his heart and making him upset. His originally firm determination to attack began to waver.

Nick raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see Midorima standing there. He seemed to have merged into one with the world, emitting an unfathomable aura that made him difficult to grasp.

With just this one glance, the confidence that Nick had accumulated in his heart disappeared like bubbles, with a puff, without a trace.

etc……

A thought suddenly occurred to Nick.

"I'm so stupid. Why did I have to attack? We are the ones leading now. We can win if we just kill the remaining time."

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the foot that was about to cross the center line was suddenly retracted as if it was cast under a spell.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose involuntarily, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes, as if he had already seen victory waving to him.

However, in the next second, something unexpected happened.

"Nick, be careful..."

Nash suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and the sound was like a thunder, booming over the court.

Nick was so frightened by the sudden shout that he shuddered all over. Before he could come to his senses or make any mental preparations.

Snap...

A clear and loud voice came into his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong wind whistling past him, and the basketball that was originally firmly held in his hand disappeared in an instant, leaving only a feeling of emptiness.

not good!

Nick's eyes widened like bells, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly looked towards his palm that was dribbling the ball, but there was no trace of the basketball.

"When was it? Was it that guy again?"

Nick pondered secretly in his heart, and subconsciously looked up in the direction of Yin Yue, but found that Yin Yue was just standing there quietly with a calm expression, not as if she had just taken any action.

'If not him? Then who else could it be?'

Nick frowned, his heart full of doubts. He was racking his brains to think of who could have such a mysterious ability when he heard a series of dense sounds of basketballs hitting the ground behind him. The sound was like rapid drumbeats, beating against his heart again and again.

He quickly turned his head and saw a green figure flashing across the court like a flash of lightning.

Is it him?

Nick's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was filled with shock and confusion.

'When did he come here?'

Nick couldn't understand why Qingfeng was so far away from him. It was so far that it was extremely difficult for him to defend in time, let alone steal the ball from him so quietly.

'Wait a minute, what's up with his speed?'

Nick suddenly realized that Qingfeng at this moment seemed to be completely different from before.

He just blinked his eyes, and the green figure seemed to have crossed the space and appeared under his own basket in an instant. The speed was so fast that it seemed like a space jump in an instant, crossing a long distance in the blink of an eye, which was incredible.

At this moment, there was no one under Jabberwock's basket. No one expected such an accident to happen, and they didn't expect the opponent's speed to become so fast suddenly.

This sudden change made the Jabberwocks who were preparing to return to defense freeze in place, with a confused expression on their faces and full of disbelief in their hearts.

'This guy is faster than the last time he raced against me.'

Yin Yue murmured in her heart, her eyes fixed on Qing Feng, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Under the Jabberwock basket, Qingfeng jumped high and prepared to make a layup. His figure was light and agile, like a bluebird spreading its wings and flying towards the basket.

But just as he jumped up, raised his arms high, and was about to put the basketball steadily into the basket.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill rose from behind him, like an icy poisonous snake crawling up his spine.

"Damn monkey, go to hell!"

There was a roar from behind, and the person who spoke was Jason Siber.

He suddenly jumped high behind Qingfeng, stretched his body to the extreme in the air, stretched out his palms, like eagle claws, and slapped the basketball in Qingfeng's hands hard. It seemed as if he wanted to knock Qingfeng and the basketball down together. He looked aggressive and had ill intentions.

However, Qingfeng's expression remained calm. Facing this critical moment, he did not seem panicked at all. The corners of his mouth even slightly raised, outlining a confident smile, and then he spoke calmly.

"Is it really okay for you all to come back?"

Um?

Hearing his words, Jason Siber was slightly stunned, his heart full of doubts.

What does it mean?

In just the next second, he understood what Qingfeng meant.

Qingfeng's layup movement suddenly changed. His arm, which was originally facing the basket, twisted suddenly and threw the basketball lightly from under his armpit to the back.

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