Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium.
The basketball hall was like a huge cage that was cast with a strange spell, and space and time seemed to be instantly imprisoned by a pair of invisible hands.
That moment of stagnation seemed short, yet it also seemed endless. It was like being in an endless dark abyss, where every passing second was stretched infinitely, causing an indescribable torment in one's heart.
I don't know how much time had passed, as if tens of millions of years had passed, but the stadium, which was originally as dead silent as a desolate graveyard, gradually came to life. The sparse figures began to sway, and the noisy voices slowly spread in the stadium like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
And when everyone finally came back to their senses from that brief yet eternal state of daze, it was as if a divine thunder with the power to destroy the world and accumulated for 99,999 days, exploded from the sky with a tremendous force into this mortal world, making everyone's eardrums buzz and their minds were severely shaken.
"Oh my God! What on earth was that? What on earth just happened?"
Some people opened their eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief, and their voices trembled unconsciously, as if the scene they had just witnessed was beyond the limits of their cognition.
"I, am I seeing right? It's actually one against five. It really is one against five."
Another person shouted at the top of his lungs, his face flushed with excitement, his words filled with a complex mixture of shock and excitement.
"He, what on earth did he do? Just now, I felt like my soul was about to be scared out of my wits. I felt like I was in a desperate situation."
Others were stroking their chests and muttering with lingering fear, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down their foreheads.
"Yin Yue is still the same Yin Yue, she is indeed a genius. She is too strong, it's ridiculous."
Some people praised sincerely, their eyes full of admiration, and their gazes towards the field seemed as if they were staring at an omnipotent legendary figure.
"Good job! Teach those bastards a lesson!"
Some people even waved their fists and yelled at the top of their lungs. There was a sense of relief in their shouts, and they sounded particularly loud in this noisy stadium.
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The audience exclaimed one after another, and the sound rose and fell, instantly plunging the entire stadium into a noisy clamor, like a pot of boiling water, so loud that it made people's eardrums hurt.
On the court.
Now it's Jabberwock's turn to serve.
The Jabberwocks and their group still looked a little dazed, as if they had just woken up from a terrible nightmare but had not yet completely gotten rid of the shadow of the nightmare.
The fear that Silver Moon had brought to them before was like a series of cold poisonous snakes, tightly wrapped around the depths of their hearts, and no matter how they struggled, it could not dissipate for a long time.
"Damn it...what the hell is going on? Why can he put so much pressure on me?"
As Alan spoke, his forehead was already covered with beads of cold sweat. His face was full of fear, and anyone could see the fear in his heart.
His eyes always unconsciously glanced in the direction of Yin Yue, but as soon as his gaze made contact, he hurriedly and hurriedly retracted it, as if if his gaze lingered for one more second, the fear in his heart would grow like weeds and completely drown him again.
The other members of Jabberwock were in the same state, and Nick and Zack also looked frightened.
In comparison, Nash and Jason Thibo performed slightly better, but their faces were also extremely ugly and so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of them.
You know, as the strongest among the Jabberwocks, they have always been arrogant, contemptuous and have a very high opinion of themselves.
However, just now, they were forced to bow to the Oriental monkey whom they despised from the bottom of their hearts.
Although it was a sudden and helpless act, it was undoubtedly the greatest shame in their lives. It was like a red-hot iron that deeply imprinted their self-esteem, burning them with pain and resentment.
"Damn monkey."
Jason Siber's face had turned dark red.
The black was the original color of his skin, but the glaring red was forcibly dyed red by his burning anger.
It can be seen from this that his anger at this moment has reached its peak, like a volcano about to erupt, with the magma inside surging violently, and it may break through the restraints and burst out at any time.
Although Nash's face was not as red as Jason Thibo's.
But his whole body was covered with a thick, indissoluble haze, just like the depressing and dreary dark clouds before a storm, hanging heavily over him.
His eyes seemed to be filled with poison, revealing icy hatred as he stared at Yin Yue outside the half court.
That look seemed to want to use the power of gaze to cross the long distance and kill Yin Yue ruthlessly.
The anger in his heart had long been like a raging flood, overflowing to the extreme. He wished he could cut Yin Yue into pieces immediately, pull out her tendons, peel off her skin, and chop her flesh and bones into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.
It can be seen how deep his hatred for Yin Yue is, it is simply deep in his bones and cannot be resolved.
call……
Nash stood there, slowly adjusting his emotions, took a deep breath, and then exhaled longly.
His heaving chest showed that he was trying hard to calm the raging anger in his heart.
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