Her words were like a bombshell, leaving Seirin and the others dumbfounded.
"Really? A professional player? How is this possible?"
Shinji Koganei couldn't help but exclaim, his voice became sharp and piercing because of excessive shock, and his face was full of disbelief.
The God of Fire was also shocked by this shocking statement and spoke quickly.
"Alex, does he really have the quality to be a professional player?"
Kuroko, Hinata Junpei, Kiyoshi Teppei, Izuki Shun, Aida Reiko, and the rest of Seirin's group all turned their eyes to Alex, wanting to get a definite answer from her.
Alex smiled carefreely, then nodded affirmatively.
"Yes, that's right. That cool boy has indeed acquired the strength of a professional player."
Got a positive answer.
All of Seirin's people took a deep breath, as if they were instantly struck by an invisible chill.
Hinata Junpei looked up at the sky, his face full of helplessness and despair, and muttered to himself.
"Occupation! It looks like we don't stand a chance at all!"
"Um...Excuse me..."
Just when everyone was marveling at Yin Yue's professional-level strength.
Kuroko suddenly asked.
"Has Qingfeng's strength reached the professional level?"
Hearing Kuroko's question, the other members of Seirin turned their gazes curiously to Alex.
They also wanted to know whether Qingfeng's strength had reached the professional level.
Alex turned his gaze to Qingfeng in the audience and shook his head slightly.
"That kid is still a little short of maturity, but he has already touched the finishing touch. I believe he will soon be able to enter the ranks of the professional level."
Hearing Alex's words, the God of Fire's eyes also flashed with determination and yearning.
…
The competition continues in full swing.
Time is like quicksand between fingers, passing by quickly every second.
The situation on the field has changed dramatically.
The two men, who were originally evenly matched and neither of them gave in, now began to show a one-sided situation.
First, Qingfeng's offensive path began to become bumpy.
His charge was like being stuck in a thick swamp, becoming stumbling.
Every attempt to break through was met with Yin Yue's ruthless obstruction.
The Silver Moon was like an indestructible steel line of defense that towered into the clouds, guarding every inch of the position tightly and refusing to give up an inch.
In front of him, Qingfeng gradually fell into a disadvantage that was difficult to escape.
There were several times when the basketball in Qingfeng's hands was inexplicably snatched away by Yinyue at lightning speed.
The score between the two sides began to gradually widen.
Clang...
Another deafening, resounding slam dunk sound echoed throughout the stadium, with the lingering sound lingering in the air.
The silver moon hung high above Tonghuang's basketball hoop, like a victorious god of war, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Qingfeng stood under the basket, looking up, the fire of fighting spirit in his eyes still burning, but there was a bit of unwillingness that was difficult to conceal.
Donghuang Taoist Temple added another 2 points.
At this moment, the score on the electronic scoreboard was frozen at Donghuang Daoyuan 99 to Tonghuang Academy 90.
With only 1 point left, Donghuang Daoyuan will lead Tonghuang by double digits.
At this time, there were a little over 2 minutes left until the end of the game.
beep……
Just at this moment.
A sharp, piercing whistle suddenly sounded throughout the hall.
Toou Academy requested a timeout.
Tonghuang's coach, Hara Zekede, could no longer sit still, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.
It was visible to the naked eye that Qingfeng was gradually being suppressed, his movements became slow, and his momentum was no longer as fierce as before.
If this continues, Qingfeng will be continuously suppressed by the opponent, and Tonghuang will fall into an increasingly passive predicament.
The players from both sides also walked back to their respective dugouts.
Tonghuang rest area.
As soon as Qingfeng and his group walked off the stage, they returned to their respective seats.
The others were fine, except Qingfeng, who was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling violently like a bellows. His forehead and body were covered with dense beads of sweat.
Big drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks and splashed all over the ground like blooming water.
Seeing Qingfeng's miserable appearance, Yuan Zekede frowned tightly, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death.
This is not a good sign.
Now Tonghuang is in a backward situation, and Ace is about to reach the limit of his physical strength.
He pondered for a long time and finally made a difficult decision.
He spoke directly:
"Qingfeng, please get off the field and take a rest!"
"no……"
Qingfeng immediately retorted, his voice full of stubbornness and unyielding spirit.
"I want to go on stage. I haven't even decided the winner with him yet!"
At this moment, Tao Jingwu also hurriedly interrupted and persuaded.
"Ada, just listen to the coach! Your physical strength is almost reaching its limit. If you continue like this..."
Before she could finish her words, Qingfeng interrupted her.
"Are you kidding me? Go off the field and take a break? There's no need for that. I'm really excited right now!"
"But……"
Taoi Satsuki wanted to say something, but Qingfeng waved his hand impatiently.
"Anyway, I won't leave the field to rest until Yin Yue leaves the field."
At this moment, the pause came to an abrupt end.
Qingfeng stood up directly and strode towards the court with firm steps.
Players from both sides found their respective opponents again.
Yin Yue and Qing Feng looked at each other, and the moment their eyes met, it seemed as if lightning and thunder were intertwining and flashing in the middle, and strong winds were howling and raging all around, and fierce auras were overwhelming and suffocating.
The crucial moment that determines victory or defeat is about to come.
The final 2 minutes of fierce competition officially begins!
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