His eyes widened, his face full of astonishment, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
Midorima on the side pushed up his glasses, his movements steady and calm.
There was a gleam of wisdom in his green eyes, and he said lightly.
"Yin Yue has become stronger."
His voice was calm and firm, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.
…
"Little Silver Moon..."
Huang Lai's face was very complicated, mixed with a bit of shock and horror.
He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.
He didn't expect Yin Yue to be so strong.
Just by using the [Selfless State] to its limit, he was able to fight back and forth with the God of Fire who entered the Zone.
…
Snap...
On the court, the sound of a hand hitting a basketball spread throughout the venue like thunder.
I saw Yin Yue in mid-air, his body falling rapidly like a falling meteor.
Opposite him was the God of Fire with a sullen face.
Just now his shot was blocked by Yin Yue again, and the God of Fire's heart was filled with confusion and unwillingness.
He didn't understand why he, who was in the Zone, was still suppressed by the other party.
In his opinion, his attributes in all aspects should have been greatly improved.
Seirin's attack failed and the ball was taken away by Touhou Doin.
Yin Yue got the ball and once again rushed towards Cheng Lin's basket like a cheetah.
The God of Fire naturally would not fall behind, and immediately chased after him like a whirlwind.
At the same time, a blue shadow followed them silently.
In the blink of an eye, Yin Yue arrived in front of Cheng Lin's three-point line.
The God of Fire raised his arms high, and those strong arms were like a Great Wall of Steel, not giving Yin Yue any chance to shoot a three-pointer.
Yin Yue also saw what the other party was thinking, but he didn't care.
His body suddenly sank down, lowering himself to almost parallel with the Kagami's knees. The movement was so agile that it was amazing.
Just as he was about to launch [Frenzy], Yin Yue caught a glimpse of a hand out of the corner of his eye.
"Kuroko?!"
Gin Yue didn't even have to think about it, because among Seirin, only Kuroko could do this.
But...Yin Yue's mouth corners slightly raised.
'Too naive.'
Thinking of this, Yin Yue suddenly slapped the hand holding the ball downwards.
Bang……
The sound of a basketball hitting the ground reached Kuroko's ears like thunder.
At this moment, Heizi only felt as if some indescribable changes had taken place in himself, but no matter how hard he tried to perceive it, he could not find what was wrong.
After dodging Heizi's sneak attack, Yin Yue performed [Frenzy Dance], and his dazzling dribbling skills were displayed in front of everyone like a dream, making people dazzled. His figure was as elusive as a ghost, and his strange body movements made people marvel.
Except for Vulcan who was in the Zone and could barely catch and keep up with Silver Moon's movements, everyone else could only stare blankly at the sidelines, watching this wonderful duel like spectators.
As time went by, Yin Yue once again dribbled the ball to Cheng Lin's basket like lightning.
The God of Fire still followed closely, like a loyal guard, blocking all of Silver Moon's shooting opportunities.
The corners of Yin Yue's mouth curled up slightly, and that confident smile seemed to be announcing his victory.
Yin Yue's [Frenzy Dance] movements did not stop, but instead became more and more intense, making people feel as if they were in a gorgeous dance.
Suddenly, after Yin Yue took a big step and turned around, the basketball disappeared.
The God of Fire, who had always followed Silver Moon, was also confused.
Where is the ball?
Why is the ball gone?
etc.
Why does this situation seem so familiar?
An ominous premonition came to his mind, and the God of Fire seemed to have thought of something, and quickly looked up into the sky.
It wouldn’t matter if he didn’t look at it, but when he did, the God of Fire’s pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw that the basketball was in the air at this moment, slowly moving towards the top of the basket.
The basketball seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, moving slowly and steadily.
Under the excitement of the man in Donghuang Daoyuan and the despair of the people in Chenglin, the basketball finally stopped above the basket, then lost its air retention force and fell down.
brush……
The basketball went through the basket.
That clear voice seemed to be a ruthless verdict on Chenglin.
Touhuang Daoyuan 86 to 69 Seirin High School.
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