Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium
Basketball hall.
Jabberwock half court.
At this time, after Jason Thibo made that shot, the Jabberwocks quickly and orderly returned to their own basket at the first opportunity.
They cooperated well with each other and moved skillfully. In the blink of an eye, they formed a defensive formation. Everyone stayed in his position. The close positioning and the posture of being ready for battle seemed to have built an indestructible wall of steel, protecting the basket of Jabberwock like a rock. Anyone who saw it would feel that it would be extremely difficult to break through this line of defense.
Hahahahaha…
At this moment, a wild and arrogant laugh suddenly rang out in the stadium like thunder. The laughter echoed in every corner and was particularly harsh.
Nash stood there, not shying away from the angry or contemptuous looks from the people around him. He raised his chin slightly, and stared at the members of the Dream Team with a defiant look, as if he was looking at a defeated enemy, with a hideous smile on his face. He grinned.
"See? I told you that victory belongs to us, the Jabberwocks. You, a bunch of annoying monkeys, don't deserve victory at all."
His words were full of ridicule and humiliation towards the Dream Team. His condescending and arrogant attitude seemed to show that he regarded himself as the king of this game and even the entire basketball court, completely disregarding basic sports ethics and the dignity of others.
In the audience, the atmosphere instantly became like a lit powder keg, becoming hot and depressing.
Hearing Nash's excessive ridicule and humiliation, the audience members clenched their fists in anger, and their knuckles turned white from excessive force.
Anger was revealed on their faces, and their eyes seemed to be spewing fire.
"Damn, that bastard is so arrogant."
"The situation is not good! They have overtaken us. Are we going to lose the game?"
"Why did it become like this? We were clearly ahead before!"
"We are running out of time. Can we really not defeat the Americans?"
"We are sending out the Generation of Miracles! Could it be that the Generation of Miracles can't defeat them?"
"Someone come up with a solution quickly!"
…
The audience's unwilling words were like surging waves, echoing one after another in the huge stadium.
Everyone had a frown on their face, their eyes filled with worry about the dire situation. Their anxiety was evident in their words, as if every second that was about to pass was like a needle piercing their hearts, making them feel uneasy and wishing they could personally step in to change this unfavorable situation.
As for the members of the Dream Team on the court, although their faces were extremely serious at this moment, and their solemn expressions seemed to be able to squeeze water out of them, they did not lose their composure because of the little time left and the lagging score, and did not rush into a blind attack.
After all, there are only 5 seconds left until the end of the game. At this critical moment, we must stay calm and keep a steady mind to have a chance of survival.
You know, as the famous "Miracle Generation", each of them is an elite who has experienced countless difficult competitions, and their psychological quality is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Faced with such tremendous pressure, they showed extraordinary calmness and perseverance.
Gin Yue, Akashi and the others quickly formed a tight little circle, with their heads together, talking to each other. It seemed as if they were cheering each other on, and also as if they were racing against time to discuss the final attack strategy.
…
Dream Team rest area.
Reiko Aida looked at Yin Yue and the others gathered together on the court, as if they were nervously discussing something important. She couldn't help feeling a little hesitant, so she turned to ask her father.
"Dad, do you want to call a timeout?"
Hearing his daughter's words, Aida Katsuyori frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation.
His eyes were fixed on the figures of Yin Yue and others who were standing in a circle on the field, as if he wanted to see through their expressions and movements to see through their inner thoughts and plans at the moment.
After a moment, seeing the solemn yet calm state of Yin Yue and others, Aida Katsutora slowly shook his head and spoke in a firm tone.
"That's not necessary. Sometimes, the players on the field can understand the situation better than those of us watching the game. They experience every moment on the field and have the most intuitive feeling about the positions of both sides, the remaining time and various emergencies, so let them solve the rest! I believe they will not let us down."
Hearing this, Reiko Aida nodded thoughtfully and spoke softly.
"I see."
She turned her gaze back to the court, with a look of relief in her eyes.
Tao Jing Wu Yue stood aside, her beautiful eyes flashing constantly, her eyes full of worry and expectation for Yin Yue and others.
She bit her lips slightly, and her thoughts seemed to drift back to the past.
It had been a long time since she felt so nervous that her heartbeat seemed to be about to jump out of her throat. The last time she felt this way was when she was in the first year of junior high school.
At that time, everyone, with a love for basketball and a desire for victory, tried their best, defeated one powerful opponent after another, and finally won the championship.
At this moment, she absolutely believed in the abilities of Yin Yue and his companions, but facing such an unfavorable and urgent situation, she couldn't help but worry deeply about them. After all, the strength of their opponent Jabberwock should not be underestimated.
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