This move caught everyone by surprise.

What?

Seeing this scene, Midorima's pupils shrank sharply in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.

Akashi's eyes narrowed slightly as well, his heart also filled with doubts.

Shooting?

Or a trap?

In this ever-changing court, Midorima and Akashi were unable to accurately discern Nash's true purpose for a moment.

However, the current situation does not allow them to have any hesitation. Even if the other party has some ulterior motives, they must step forward to stop them at all costs.

Without further ado, Midorima quickly made up his mind. His body moved as fast as a snake and he immediately came in front of Nash.

Then he stretched out his arms high like an open umbrella, jumped up, and prepared to block Nash's shot with his palms.

Oh……

At this moment, the corners of Nash's mouth slightly raised, revealing an extremely strange and evil smile.

That smile was like a midnight ghost, creepy.

When Midorima saw this smile, he felt a chill in his heart, and an ominous premonition quickly enveloped his heart like a haze.

His intuition told him that the guy in front of him definitely had no good intentions.

The next moment, Nash, who was in mid-air, suddenly leaned forward, and his posture was like a runaway train, crashing head-on into Midorima.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

not good.

Everyone on the Dream Team widened their eyes, thinking in their hearts that something was not right. Without exception, they all thought that Nash was going to play dirty tricks on Midorima and was trying to use such despicable means to hurt his opponent.

At this moment, the Dream Team members were unable to stop this from happening due to the long distance. They could only pray silently in their hearts that Midorima would be okay.

Under everyone's gaze, Nash's body was getting closer and closer to Midorima.

Midorima also raised his alertness to the highest level. His body instinctively trembled slightly and he subconsciously made various preparations to avoid danger. Like a prey that was about to be attacked by its natural enemy, every nerve in his body was tense to the extreme.

But in the next second, something unexpected happened again.

Nash's forward movement suddenly stopped as if the pause button was pressed.

Then, his hands holding the ball suddenly moved forward, and the basketball hit Midorima's arm directly.

However, this seemingly violent collision was only a brief moment.

Soon, Nash took his hands back as if by magic.

"This guy, is he going to..."

Midorima seemed to be suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration and instantly understood the other party's purpose. His pupils suddenly shrank.

Nash withdrew his hand and then waved it forward again.

This time, the basketball flew directly out of his hands, like a cannonball, over Midorima's head and flew straight towards the basket of the Dream Team.

The flight trajectory seemed like the thread of fate, drawing a graceful yet deadly arc in the air.

Oh no.

At this time, Midorima had no idea that he had been deceived by the other party.

The opponent didn't want to hurt me at all, but was using me to commit a foul.

Akashi naturally also saw this scene. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his deep eyes clearly showed that he had sensed a huge crisis from the other party's actions.

He knew very well that the game time would soon be over, and if the opponent wanted to equalize the score, in this desperate situation, this might be the only way.

Under everyone's gaze, the basketball fell accurately into the basket.

beep……

At the same time, the referee blew the whistle, and the loud voice echoed over the stadium.

"White No. 6 fouled, the ball counts as a goal, one free throw is added."

tread……

Nash's feet landed steadily on the ground. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing an evil smile full of arrogance and complacency. That smile seemed to announce to the world that his plan had succeeded.

He said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"Do you think I would do something bad to you? I did think about it, but I'm not someone who can be easily swayed by emotions, stupid monkey."

His voice echoed around the court with a disgusting arrogance.

When Midorima heard this, his brows furrowed tightly.

He was naturally very unhappy about being played around by the other party in this way, but he didn't say anything.

He is not a man who likes to argue.

At the free throw line of the Dream Team.

Bang…bang…bang…

The basketball in Nash's hand hit the ground rhythmically, and each hit seemed to hit the hearts of the Dream Team members hard.

There was a deep cunning in his eyes, as if he was planning a bigger conspiracy.

When he stopped dribbling the ball and held it firmly with both hands, his eyes were like a sharp arrow, quickly shooting towards Jason Thibo under the basket, and at the same time giving him a meaningful look.

Jason Siber was stunned at first, and then he seemed to understand what it meant immediately.

There seemed to be an invisible tacit understanding flowing between them during that eye contact, like a river hidden in the darkness, quietly pushing their plans forward.

The next moment, Nash took a shot.

His movements were smooth and natural, and his raised arm was like a bowstring about to shoot an arrow, full of power and beauty.

Whoosh…

The basketball was like a meteor given life, drawing a beautiful arc and flying towards the basket in front at a high speed.

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