After rushing to the basket, Aomine Daiki suddenly made an emergency stop.
Max to 0.
Although Yin Yue was caught off guard, he was quick-eyed and quick-handed. Before he hit Qingfeng, he forced himself to the side and dodged in an extremely abnormal posture.
Seeing the opportunity coming, Qingfeng took a step back to create distance between himself and Yinyue, then jumped up to prepare for a shot.
After Yin Yue steadied himself, he saw that the situation was not good.
He took two quick steps to Qingfeng Daiki and jumped, ready to intercept the opponent's shot.
But what made his pupils shrink was that Aomine Daiki leaned back.
Yin Yue's heart sank when she saw this.
'This ball is not good.'
Aomine Daiki leaned back more and more.
30 degrees...
40 degrees...
50 degrees…
60 degrees...
When Aomine Daiki leaned back to 70 degrees, he finally threw the basketball in his hand.
The basketball slipped through Yin Yue's fingertips.
Everyone's eyes were on the basketball.
Bang...
There was a crash.
Aomine Daiki's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at the basketball in disbelief.
He was very confident in this shot.
Yin Yue’s interception was a step too late, so it was impossible for him to hit the board.
"Could it be..." Thinking of this, Qingfeng Daihui looked at Yin Yue's hand.
Yin Yue smiled at Qingfeng Daihui, then raised his hand and said proudly.
"It was just a little scratch."
That’s right, just now Yin Yue’s fingers touched the basketball very lightly.
As they were talking, they heard another clanging sound.
The two looked over when they heard the sound.
The basketball hit the basket, bounced a few times on the basket, and then started to circle around the basket.
Everyone was looking at the basketball spinning on the rim.
One circle...
Two laps...
Three laps...
When the basketball reached the fifth circle, it reluctantly fell into the basket.
brush……
1 to 1.
Seeing this situation, Yin Yue's mouth twitched.
Qingfeng Daiki's eyelids also twitched twice.
Yin Yue shook her head and spread her hands.
"You're lucky today."
Aomine Daiki seemed very dissatisfied with this.
Yin Yue walked to the basket and picked up the basketball, then walked outside the three-point line and said to Qingfeng Daihui.
"Best of three, with one ball left."
"Let one goal decide the outcome!"
Hearing this, Qingfeng let out a long sigh, and then spoke to him in an arrogant manner.
"Come on!"
Yin Yue took a deep breath.
Thinking about Qingfeng's speed just now.
"Looks like it's time to use that trick, Qingfeng, you better be careful."
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