Jason Sibe looked at Qingfeng in front of him, with astonishment, shock, and anger in his eyes. All kinds of complex emotions intertwined together, making his eyes particularly complicated.
He never expected that this guy who seemed insignificant at first could actually enter the Zone.
If he had known in advance, he might have been able to defend this ball.
After all, with his many years of game experience and excellent defensive skills, as long as he is prepared in advance and adjusts the defensive strategy according to the characteristics of the players in the Zone state, he may be able to successfully block Qingfeng's attack.
But the opponent opened the zone at the moment before the shot. The sudden change completely made the pre-prepared defense come to nothing.
The other members of Jabberwock were also stunned.
They stood there as if they were under a spell, with expressions of disbelief on their faces and muttering to themselves.
"Another Zone?"
They really find it difficult to accept this reality. In their impression, Zone is an extremely rare and powerful state. It is already amazing to have a player enter the Zone in a game.
But now, how come their opponents are entering the Zone one after another?
Are you kidding?
When did Zone become so worthless?
Nash gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, trying so hard that it seemed as if he wanted to dig his nails into his palms. The look he gave Qingfeng was as if he was selecting someone to devour, revealing a strong ferocity and coldness.
"Damn it, why were they able to enter the Zone one by one? And the one with silver hair is the one who makes him feel the most threatened."
He cursed silently in his heart. The more he thought about it, the angrier and more frightened he became.
He originally thought that with his Demon King's Eye and the super strength of the entire Jabberwock team, he should be able to win the game.
But he didn't expect that these opponents from the East would show amazing strength one after another, constantly breaking his expectations and bringing him tremendous pressure.
He didn't expect that none of the people in front of him were simple.
What he didn't expect was that the people in front of him were all Orientals. In his previous concept, the basketball level of the East was so weak compared to their own country that he was too lazy to even take a look.
But this game has completely overturned his cognition and made him realize that he can no longer look at the opponent with the old perspective.
Although they still maintain the lead, he has a feeling that the game is gradually getting out of control. That feeling of powerlessness is like an invisible hand, slowly grabbing his heart.
He turned his head and looked at Akashi, his eyes full of scrutiny and confusion.
'And this guy, he was being suppressed by me before, but suddenly he was able to steal the ball from me, it was like he transformed in an instant.'
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he thought to himself.
"Could it be that... he is the same as me?"
Attack and defense transition.
The basketball, which attracted everyone's attention, drew a neat arc in the air and was steadily passed into Nash's hands.
After receiving the ball, Nash did not launch an attack as impatiently as usual. Instead, he lowered his head slightly, standing quietly like a statue in deep thought, making it hard to guess what he was thinking about at the moment.
The solemn atmosphere seemed to isolate him from the surrounding noise, and the whole world seemed to be left with only him and the basketball in his hand.
However, the next moment, he seemed to be suddenly awakened from deep thoughts, and raised his head abruptly. His eyes were like two sharp cold rays, piercing straight at Akashi in front of him, as if carrying an invisible but extremely powerful aura shock wave, surging towards Akashi, as if to crush the opponent's momentum in an instant.
Akashi was keenly aware of this feeling of oppression, and his brows wrinkled slightly involuntarily, but his eyes were still firmly fixed on Nash, refusing to give in at all, as if silently responding to the other party's provocation.
Bang…bang…bang…
Nash started dribbling the ball, and he walked slowly in front of Akashi with steady yet oppressive steps.
Along the way, neither of them said a word. They just looked at each other silently. When their eyes met, it seemed as if invisible sparks were crackling.
The basketball hit Nash's hands rhythmically again and again. The "bang... bang... bang..." sounds, in this silent and tense atmosphere, were like the thrilling countdown before the two men started fighting. Every sound struck everyone's heartstrings and made the air around them become more and more tense.
Bang…bang…bang…
Suddenly, Nash took a deep breath, his chest swelled up, and then he slowly exhaled, as if he was using it to calm the surging emotions in his heart, or as if he was gathering strength for the upcoming action.
Then, the next second, he finally spoke slowly.
"I don't know how you did it, but..."
As he spoke, the corners of his mouth began to slowly rise, gradually forming a smile that was somewhat hideous.
"Even if you have the same eyes as me, there is one thing you can't change."
Bang…bang…
Nash slowly dribbled the basketball twice, then he took a sudden step forward and stepped within a meter in front of Akashi. At this time, the distance between the two was so close that they were almost face to face, and the tense atmosphere was extremely intense, as if a storm was about to break out in this small space.
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