After a while, Taoi Satsuki climbed up the ladder with difficulty and came in front of Qingfeng. Looking at his lazy appearance, she couldn't help but complain.

"Really, A-Da, why aren't you going to training again? The captain has been looking for you. You can't do this."

Qingfeng still looked listless, not even bothering to lift his eyelids, and just responded weakly.

"Ah! I'm so tired. I don't want to move."

Hearing Qingfeng's words, Taoi Satsuki looked helpless. Her eyes rolled, as if she had thought of an idea. Then she took out her cell phone and waved it in front of Qingfeng, deliberately keeping him in suspense.

"Xiao Ye just sent me a message. Do you want to know what he said to me?"

Qingfeng still showed no interest, still lying there lazily, and said casually.

"Don't you guys chat via text messages all the time? I'm not interested in knowing."

Seeing this, Taoi Satsuki couldn't help but puff out her lips and pretend to be angry. Then she raised her phone again, shook it at Qingfeng, and spoke in a raised voice.

"Yin Yue said she wanted to travel to the United States and asked if we wanted to form a team and go together."

Hearing this, Qingfeng seemed to be injected with a shot of stimulant. His originally lazy body straightened instantly, and the original nonchalant expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of interest.

He said with a curious glint in his eyes.

"Oh? The United States? That sounds pretty good."

Seeing that he was finally interested, Tao Jing Satsuki asked while the iron was hot.

"Then, Ada, do you want to go?"

Qingfeng grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and said.

"There should be a lot of powerful people over there!"

Tao Jing Satsuki nodded repeatedly and responded.

"Yeah! There should be a lot of players who are as good as Jabberwock and his guys!"

Hearing what Taoi Satsuki said, Qingfeng seemed to have seen those strong opponents standing in front of him. He immediately became interested, and the anticipation on his face became more intense. It was obvious that he had already made up his mind about this trip to the United States.

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Yangquan High School.

Basketball hall.

The players in Yangquan are devoting themselves to the training with all their might. The bang of the basketball hitting the ground, the hurried footsteps of the players and the shouts and communications between them all interweave into a lively sound that echoes throughout the entire stadium.

Coach Masako Araki stood at the edge of the court, like a majestic general examining her soldiers.

She held tightly in her hand a meter-long bamboo sword. She looked ferocious, her face serious as if covered with frost, her eyes sharp as an eagle, scanning the court non-stop, not missing any slight movement of any player, as if the bamboo sword would immediately fall on anyone who was found to be slack in the slightest.

Inadvertently, her sharp eyes noticed that there seemed to be one person missing in the team.

She frowned slightly and looked carefully. Sure enough, Murasakibara, who was supposed to be in the queue, was nowhere to be seen.

However, she soon caught a glimpse of a conspicuous purple color out of the corner of her eye.

She quickly looked carefully and found that Murasakibara was hiding in a corner, eating snacks secretly!

He ate with such relish that he didn't take the training seriously at all.

When Araki Masako saw this, her face suddenly turned dark, just like the dark clouded sky before a storm, terribly gloomy.

Without saying a word, she gripped the bamboo sword tightly in her hand and walked towards Murasakibara with big strides. Her steps were quick and heavy, as if every step was filled with anger.

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Without any warning, Araki Masako came behind Murasakihara and swung the bamboo sword in her hand towards Murasakihara's back without hesitation.

The bamboo sword hit Murasakibara's broad back, and a faint white smoke rose.

Masako Araki opened her eyes wide and shouted angrily with an angry look on her face.

"How many times have I told you not to eat anything during training!"

Zihara was in so much pain from the sudden blow that an aggrieved expression instantly appeared on his face. The look of him enjoying the delicious snacks had long disappeared, replaced by a pitiful look, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Just at this moment.

Ding-ling… Ding-ling… Ding-ling…

A crisp text message ringtone suddenly rang out at an inopportune time.

Ziyuan was stunned for a moment at first, then reacted and slowly reached into her backpack to take out her cell phone.

Seeing this scene, Masako Araki frowned and felt a surge of anger in her heart, but she did not stop it immediately. She thought to herself, what if there is something urgent?

Ziyuan picked up the phone and saw that the sender was Yin Yue. He was stunned at first, with a look of confusion in his eyes. He wondered what Yin Yue wanted to text him about.

However, when he finished reading the contents of the text message carefully, he seemed to be under a spell and fell into a daze for a moment. His eyes were empty as he stared blankly at the phone screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

Masako Araki, who was standing by, saw Murasaki bara staring blankly there again, and her anger grew rapidly, like a flame that was poured with oil, burning more and more vigorously.

She raised the bamboo sword in her hand high again and swung it hard at Murasakibara's back.

Snap...

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