He looked at Mikuma Mataro deeply, and Shirasaki Yoshigo turned around and returned to defense. This game was a bit weird!

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!"

Kise Ryota was playing basketball, passed the midfield and came to the outside line, and was ready to continue the competition with Shirasaki Yoshigo.

"Ryota!"

The one who spoke was Mizuma Mataro. Mizuma Mataro was reminding Kise Ryota not to fall into the trap set by Shiraki Yoshigo. Kise Ryota now doesn't even want to resist Shiraki Yoshigo.

Today, Shirasaki Yoshigo looks really terrifying, even Mizuma has a feeling of hairiness.

So, Ryota Kise reluctantly passed the ball to Mikuma Mataro, who received the ball.

"Swish!"

The basketball was thrown high and the hollow fell into the net. Midorima Mataro easily caught the score with a three-pointer of 4:3.

On the basketball court, even the Fukuda comprehensive player who often practices with Shirasaki Shogo, now he looks at Mikuma Mataro in front of him ignores his defense and easily scores.

That feeling of powerlessness, horror, and invincible feeling swept over.

It turns out that the era of miracles is really so strong that it is unparalleled, except Xiangwujun.

At this moment, his hands patted the distracted team member's shoulders.

"Don't be afraid, born in this era, although they are not able to compete with the miracle era, at least we must do our best, right?"

"Besides, we still have Xiangwujun. All we have to do is defend and guard the big rear for Xiangwujun."

The person who spoke was Fukuda Sasaki, the captain of Fukuda, who had already experienced a second blow.

Fukuda Sasaki deeply understood that the fear of his teammates was once trapped in this fear last year.

But fear needs to be dispelled, and unyielding will and spirit can be dispelled. Last year, Fukuda Sasaki regained his life step by step in this blow.

"I understand, captain!"

"Yeah, come on!"

The basketball was once again passed to Shirasaki Yoshigo. While dribbling the ball, he looked at Kise Ryota who had already leaned forward. A faint smile flashed in Shirasaki Yoshigo's eyes, and a sound of arrogance and a sound of beating sounded.

"Long Tai, your girlfriend has a good taste, it's tender, smooth, moist and elastic."

After speaking, Shirasaki Shogo accelerated and forced his way over Kise Ryota. When Midorima Mataro had not had time to catch up, he made a jump shot.

The basketball is out of hand and it is also a parabola that quickly falls into the basket.

The whistle sounded, Futian scored another 3 points, and bursts of applause sounded in the audience.

Ignoring the surprise and shock of Midorima Mataro and Murahara Atsushi, Shirasaki Yoshigo ran past Kise Ryota and said again.

"It's really tender, smooth, moist and elastic. I won't lie to you, you can try it!"

"Tsk!Tsk!Tsk! So tender..."

Kise Ryota's pupils shrank a little. He looked at the departing back and took a deep breath. He returned to normal and sighed helplessly.

"Although I'm very unwilling to give up and annoyed, I really can't do anything to you now, Mr. Haizaki."

When Shirasaki Yoshigo saw that Kise Ryo had recovered too much, he sighed in his heart: Sure enough, everyone's psychological qualities in the lucky people of the Miracle Age are excellent and are not affected by external objects at all. Kise in front of him saw through his tricks that provoked him, and instead helped him recover faster.

It’s really impossible to steal a chicken, you’ll lose a handful of rice! Shirasaki Yoshigo has learned a small lesson and cannot underestimate any miracle era.

There is nothing to say. After the dribble of Kise Ryota passed the ball to Midorima Mataro, Midorima Mataro once again ignored the person who was defending him and raised his hand to shoot.

"Swish!"

Another three-pointer, and Midorima Mataro's position had just passed half, so he just shot and scored.

The audience in the audience took a breath, followed by waves of applause and cheers, and soon there were bursts of shouts like a rush.

"Age of Miracles!" "Age of Miracles!" "Age of Miracles!"

After Midorima Mataro left the basketball, he turned around and began to return to defense.

Feeling the audience's shouting, Shirasaki Shogo was also helpless. No matter whether it is fame, strength, or influence in Diguang Middle School, it is not comparable to Fukuda's comprehensive range.

What's more, except for Kuroko Tetsuya, the players of Diguang Middle School are not handsome, and which one is not a one-on-one response?

Shaking his head and getting rid of distracting thoughts, Shirasaki Yoshigo took the basketball from Fukuda Sasaki and looked at Di Guang opposite him.

I have a feeling of "I smile at the sky with my own sword, and I will stay with my liver and gallbladder." I, Shiraki Xianggo, are you ready?

He easily passed by Ryota Kise and came to the inside line, feeling the pressure field of Ziharado. After thinking for a long time, Yoko Haizaki left the three-point line.

A beautiful backward jump shot, basketball entered the net, and another 3 points.

As soon as this three-pointer was made, the coach of Diguang Middle School could not sit still. If the first three-pointer of Haizaki Shogo had coincidence and luck, then this three-pointer easily entered the net would show a big problem.

If both sides scored three-pointers like this, Di Guang's winning rate would no longer be so stable, and there might be a possibility of losing the game.

The coach of Diguang Middle School replaced the second team player, a new player entered the court, and brought a message to Xiao Zhiming on the court, Kuroko Tetsuya.

"Tetsuya-kun, the coach said it's time for you to play a role."

"I understand, Mu Mu (Di Guang II Team) classmate."

Shirasaki Yoshigo, who continued to talk about the three-pointer, returned to the defense and came to the player who defended Midorima Mataro, and Shirasaki Yoshigo said.

"We exchange defense targets, I'll defend Midorima Mataro, you'll defend that yellow-haired person."

"Okay, Xiangwujun!"

The players who defended Midorima Mataro finally breathed a sigh of relief. Midorima Mataro put too much pressure on him. He ignored his defense and scored every time, and was three-pointer every time.

As a mortal, who can stand it? Who can stand it like this blow?

Every time someone scores a goal, it is a powerful slap in the face, a blow to self-confidence again and again, and a doubt about one's own abilities again and again. Many people are forced into desperate situations when facing the era of miracles.

In the end, either you have to give up basketball or suffer from lifelong basketball depression.

After exchanging defense targets, Shirasaki Yoshigo came to Mizuma Shitaro and said seriously.

"Although Ryota has made great progress, he is not qualified to challenge me yet. I am very interested in you, Mataro!"

"Is that so? I'm also very interested in your changes, Xiangwu!"

Ryota Kise, who dribbled across the center line, looked at the fact that it was not Hirasaki Yoshigo who leaned forward to defend himself. He was stunned at first, then lost, and finally angry.
Chapter completed!