Bang…bang…bang…
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground rang rhythmically on the court. The sound was like the beat of a war drum, striking the hearts of everyone present again and again.
Every time the basketball collides with the ground, it seems to be paving the way for the upcoming fierce confrontation.
Nash stood there, dribbling the basketball again and again. His movements seemed leisurely, yet they carried an inexplicable sense of oppression.
He didn't move forward a single step. He was like a steady mountain, rooted in place, exuding his aura silently.
He just quietly dribbled the basketball while looking at the members of the Dream Team. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate one's soul.
His eyes were as calm as a deep pool, so deep that it was impossible to fathom, but within this calmness, there was an endless sharpness hidden, just like there was a turbulent undercurrent hidden beneath the calm sea surface, which could cause huge waves at any time.
A terrifying chill that made one's scalp tingle emanated from Nash's body and spread around like an icy mist.
The chill was like a substance, making the surrounding air seem to lower its temperature.
The chill was like a gust of icy wind, quickly spreading to the Dream Team's half.
It was like countless cold tentacles, sliding across the bodies of the Dream Team members one after another, leaving a layer of frost on their skin wherever it passed.
The members of the Dream Team were on high alert, ready for the restart of the game, but the sudden chill caught them off guard.
After feeling this terrifying breath, they all trembled, and the trembling was like an electric shock, spreading throughout the body in an instant.
Their pupils shrank, and their eyes showed shock and vigilance, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
Their expressions changed instantly. The faces that were originally filled with confidence and fighting spirit were replaced by solemnity and tension. Everyone's heartbeat unconsciously quickened, as if warning of the impending huge threat.
They all looked at Nash, who was standing there quietly shooting the basketball, their eyes full of vigilance.
Nash at this moment is like a mystery, exuding an elusive yet frightening aura.
Huang Lai's expression was solemn, and the cynical look on his face that always appeared in the past disappeared. He was shocked in his heart.
"What's wrong with this guy? He's completely different from before. I actually feel an unprecedented danger from him."
Qingfeng frowned slightly, his sharp eyes full of solemnity.
"Are you finally going to take action?"
Midorima's face became more serious, his usual relaxed demeanor due to his confidence completely gone.
A pair of green eyes were fixed on Nash, as if trying to see something from him.
"I have never felt this dangerous before. This person must be extraordinary to have such power."
Murasakibara was also attracted by the aura emanating from Nash, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his originally somewhat distracted eyes.
But he was only stunned for a moment and soon looked away.
"Forget it, we have Yezai to deal with him anyway."
Then he turned his attention back to Jason Thibo, and even in the face of Nash's powerful aura, he did not change his goal.
Yin Yue narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Nash from a distance. There seemed to be sparks flashing where their eyes met.
While I was surprised, I felt something in my heart.
His attention was not on the aura Nash was emitting at the moment, but was all focused on the colorful energy emanating from Nash.
"The amount of colored energy emanating from this guy has increased."
Jabberwock half court.
Nash's mouth curled up into a hideous smile, which was like the smile of a devil emerging from the darkness, twisted and hideous, revealing a creepy malice.
He said slowly in a deep voice.
"Hehehe...it seems that I indulged you too much before, which is why you monkeys are getting more and more aggressive."
His voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to come from the abyss of hell, carrying endless contempt and disdain.
"In that case, let me show you what true despair is!"
His words echoed over the court like a declaration of death, and the cold tone seemed to freeze the air around them.
Hehehehe…
After Nash finished speaking, the other members of Jabberwock also laughed sinisterly as if Nash's words had ignited the malice in their hearts.
Suddenly, the chilling laughter, like the howling of ghosts, hovered over the Jabberwock's half.
The laughter intertwined together, forming a terrifying atmosphere, as if the entire stadium was shrouded in a dark shadow.
Along with their laughter, there was also a terrifying aura emanating from each of them.
The momentum was like a surging black wave, sweeping towards the Dream Team wave after wave.
There is a real sense of oppression, like an invisible mountain that makes it hard to breathe.
There was a ferocity and coldness flashing in their eyes, as if they were a group of demons walking out of hell, ready to brutally hunt the prey in front of them.
Immediately afterwards, waves of hair-raising auras began to spread to the entire court and even the entire stadium.
The breath was like cold black smoke. Wherever it went, the temperature dropped sharply. The originally warm atmosphere of the stadium was replaced by an eerie chill.
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