"No, this ball..."
As soon as Jin Jixiang saw the arc of the ball, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The arc was obviously different from the normal shooting trajectory, and he instantly realized that there was something fishy about this shot.
"Watch out for the rebound."
He shouted urgently, his voice full of worry and caution.
However, before he finished his words, a figure stepped into the restricted area and jumped up faster than his words.
The figure was as fast as lightning, like a black whirlwind.
“Qingfeng…”
When Chenglin and the others saw the true face of that figure, their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.
I saw Qingfeng's figure leaping into the air, his posture was agile and full of power, like a soaring eagle.
He got ahead of another fiery red figure, Kagami Taiga, and blocked Hyuga Junpei's shot...
Oh! That's not right.
It was not a shot, but a pass, which was successfully intercepted.
tread……
tread……
Qingfeng and Kagami landed one after another, their feet stomping heavily on the ground, making dull sounds.
The Fire God looked at Qingfeng with flaming eyes, his eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.
He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.
“Qingfeng…”
The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, full of gunpowder.
Qingfeng ignored Kagami. His eyes were focused and determined, as if the whole world only consisted of him and the basketball in his hand.
He just turned around, his movements were clean and neat, like flowing water.
Then he leaned his body backward and made a pull-up motion while holding the ball with one hand.
His body stretched in the air, and every movement was full of power and beauty.
Aim at the basket and then make a floater.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still and everyone's eyes were fixed on the basketball.
Turn around and throw the rod upside down.
Qingfeng's action was too sudden, not giving Kagami any chance to react.
Kagami widened his eyes and looked at Qingfeng's actions in astonishment, but he could only watch the basketball fly over Qingfeng's head.
brush……
The basketball passed through the basket, leaving an ugly net flower.
The basketball successfully went into the net, and the crisp sound echoed in the basketball hall.
Seirin High School 23 to 28 Toou Academy.
In the following games, Tonghuang can be said to be unstoppable.
Their attack was like a surging tide, one wave after another, making it difficult to cope.
It was as if he had gone back to the summer, and Chenglin was almost unable to breathe.
Although Seirin's team members tried their best to defend, they were still unable to stop Touou's offensive momentum.
Although Seirin was able to score goals occasionally, the score was gradually widened by Touou.
25 to 33.
28 to 38.
32 to 44.
…
Until the whistle sounded at the end of the second quarter, the score between the two sides was fixed at Seirin High School 35 to Toou Academy 50.
Those stark numbers were like two heavy mountains, weighing on the hearts of everyone at Chenglin.
Such competitions allowed the audience to regain some familiar rhythm.
Their faces showed expressions of excitement, pride, or approval.
Seeing this, the audience also began to discuss their own opinions.
"I told you! There's no way Seirin could be a match for Touou. It must have been just luck before!"
One audience member crossed his arms across his chest, a look of determination on his face.
"Tōō has the ace of the Generation of Miracles, Aomine Daiki. Seirin is just an unknown team. I think it's mostly luck that they've gotten to where they are now."
Another audience member shook his head slightly, his tone full of admiration for Touou and contempt for Seirin.
"The gap has already opened up to 15 points. I think this game is about to end early."
There were also spectators who looked at the score and sighed, as if they had already foreseen the outcome of the game.
Their discussions echoed in the basketball hall, like waves, impacting the hearts of everyone in Chenglin.
…
The audience's words were unceremoniously derogatory towards Seirin, and those harsh words were like sharp arrows, shooting straight at Seirin and the others.
When Seirin and the others heard these derogatory words, their faces instantly turned ugly and the anger in their hearts was instantly ignited.
They wished they could just pick up their weapons and give these talkative people a big beating so that they would shut their annoying mouths completely.
However, they cannot do this.
Now I am participating in the national competition.
They represent Seirin High School, their own dreams and honor.
They must not disrupt the order of the game due to momentary impulse and bring adverse effects to the team.
Even if they are looked down upon by others, they can only endure it secretly and keep their anger to themselves.
They clenched their teeth and fists, trying hard to control their emotions.
They know that only by speaking with strength on the court can they shut up those who look down on them.
There was an unyielding fire burning in their eyes, and they secretly vowed in their hearts to put in a brilliant performance in the next game to impress everyone.
The halftime break was extremely long for Seirin and the others.
Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched infinitely, like a heavy shackle, weighing them down to the point where they could hardly breathe.
The audience's impolite words seemed to be based on some mysterious rule, extending the halftime break indefinitely.
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