Um?
"It's that guy."
A playful smile appeared on Jason Siber's rugged face, and his eyes were fixed on Silver Moon who had just entered the court, like a hunter who had found an interesting prey, with excitement flashing in his eyes.
Nash also looked at Yin Yue who walked onto the stage. He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly and spoke sinisterly.
"It's the same no matter who comes. Monkeys are still monkeys. Nothing can be changed at all."
His voice was full of disdain, and there was a scornful arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he had already seen the outcome of Yin Yue's failure.
As soon as Yin Yue walked onto the stage, the audience seats were like a lit powder keg, and cheers and shouts instantly broke out.
The sound was like surging waves, one after another, echoing throughout the venue.
Some of them are old viewers who have watched the summer league and winter qualifiers. They have seen Yin Yue’s heroic performance on the court and are well aware of his strength.
Some are even fans of Yin Yue, with fanatical lights flashing in their eyes and waving homemade cheering items in their hands.
"That's Yin Yue Cangye. Great! We are saved now."
A young fan shouted excitedly, his face filled with excitement, as if he had already seen the Dream Team turning defeat into victory.
"He led the team to two consecutive championships and was the No. 1 player in high school basketball."
A veteran fan introduced the team to the people around him, his tone full of pride and his eyes revealing his trust in Silver Moon.
“There’s hope next time.”
People were talking to each other, and the originally depressing atmosphere changed because of Yin Yue's appearance. Everyone rekindled their expectations for the game, and their eyes followed Yin Yue's figure closely, hoping that he could become the key person to change the situation.
…
The audience was talking one after another, and the excitement spread quickly like a flame.
The gloomy and depressing atmosphere just now had long been thrown out of the window. At this moment, they were like people who saw the light in the darkness. They were extremely excited, with light of hope flashing in their eyes and their faces slightly flushed with excitement.
On the court, the whistle that symbolized the continuation of the game was blown again, and the sharp whistle echoed in the air like a battle horn.
The players from both sides stood in their positions, their postures upright, like soldiers ready for battle.
They all looked at each other, and there seemed to be sparks flashing where their eyes met. It was a silent provocation and declaration of war between each other.
"Then let me see how capable you are!"
When Nash saw Yin Yue coming on the court, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and he muttered to himself.
His eyes were full of provocation, as if in his eyes Yin Yue was just a stronger monkey.
Yin Yue looked at the group of Jabberwocks in front of him and said with emotion.
"Tsk tsk tsk... you have quite a lot of momentum."
His tone showed both recognition of his opponent's momentum and a hint of fearlessness.
The next moment, Yin Yue's silver eyes condensed, and in an instant, it seemed as if a chill overflowed from his eyes.
As he concentrated his mind, the chill came like an icy current, following his vision and heading towards the Jabberwock people.
The chill seemed to make the air around them cooler, adding a sense of solemnity to the already tense arena.
call……
It was as if a cold wind was blowing from the Far North, whistling past.
The wind was icy cold, with a biting breath. When it swept through Jabberwock and his group mercilessly, it was like countless ice needles piercing their clothes and pricking their skin.
All of them couldn't help but shiver, which was the body's natural reaction to being blown by the cold wind.
Nick was originally looking at the members of the Dream Team jokingly, his eyes full of contempt.
However, suddenly he felt a chill running up his spine and his whole body shuddered. His face, which was originally full of smiles, instantly became a little confused and he muttered to himself.
"What's going on?"
Zach also spoke up with a confused look on his face.
“Why do I feel cold?”
As he spoke, he frowned slightly, trying to find the source of the chill, but there were no signs of anything unusual around.
Alan rubbed his arms in surprise, trying to dispel the chill, and then said strangely.
"It must be an illusion! It may be because my body has not been fully exercised yet. It has always been Silvo and Nash who have been doing the hard work. Let's run more!"
He tried to explain this inexplicable feeling of coldness with reasonable reasons, convincing himself that it was just an insignificant episode.
Although the three people did not take the cold feeling seriously and thought it was a normal reaction of the body, the chill was like a small shadow, leaving an imperceptible mark in their hearts.
But there are two people who don't think so, Nash and Jason Thibo.
They think it is normal that they are different from other teammates.
Their strength is stronger than others, they have naturally experienced more and their perception is more acute.
The inexplicable chill made them feel a sense of crisis.
Although Jason Siber's brain was a little slow, he still felt it was a little incredible at the moment.
His thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, like a ravine appearing between two hills.
He scratched his head, trying to understand the sudden chill, but he had no clue. He just instinctively felt that this chill was unusual and was definitely not a simple physical phenomenon.
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