Heizi the strongest ball god

Chapter 119 The Late Black Man

"Kise Ryota, Kaijo and the others are actually here?"

Looking at Ryota Kise and Yukio Kasamatsu who led the team, Lin Tian was a little surprised. Originally, he thought it was just a game of unequal strength, but he didn't expect Ryota Kise and the others to come to watch this game .

Surprised, indeed somewhat surprised.

After Hai Chang and his group arrived at the basketball gym, they found a random seat in the Seirin auditorium and sat down.

From the looks of it, it seems that they intend to watch a good show, and plan to watch the match between the two teams, and by the way, study how to deal with the next confrontation.

"If that's your plan, then you probably won't gain much, because Lin Tian has no intention of going all out in this extremely unequal match."

Outside this university, on a certain road, Midorima Shintaro was sitting safely on a tricycle. Although he was sitting peacefully, there seemed to be a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and the fingers of his hands were wrapped with white bandages. , holding a wooden frog in his right hand, and a comic on his left and right sides. The name of the comic only has three words, called One Piece.

Such a scene is extremely weird, and the tricycle is moving slowly at this moment.

"Takao, hurry up, Seirin's match is about to start."

At this moment, Midorima Shintaro rolled up the manga on his left hand, and quickly tapped it on the head of Takao who was blushing and had been riding a tricycle desperately.

"Luma, why am I always riding, I'm so tired, okay, can't you ride for a while?"

Takao, who was riding a tricycle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complained to Midorima Shintaro, who was sitting comfortably on the tricycle, reading manga leisurely.

"Takao, you also know that I need to protect my fingers. Once my fingers are injured, it will affect my feeling and reduce the shooting rate of three-pointers, so I can only ride a tricycle by you. That's okay. There is a way."

"But what does your riding have to do with protecting your fingers?"

Takao panted, with black lines all over his head, and yelled at Midorima Shintaro on the tricycle.

"Okay, be good, stop making trouble and ride faster, Seirin's game is about to start."

Midorima Shintaro touched Takao's head, then gently opened the manga on his left hand, and put it in front of his eyes to read carefully.

"Takao, remember to hurry up, we have to rush over to see how powerful Lin Tian is that Huang Lai said."

In the basketball gymnasium of Xinxie Academy, a black man with a height of two meters walked in slowly, but due to his height, he was hit on the head without paying attention.

"What are you doing and why are you here so late?"

After touching his head, he walked towards his basketball coach and said loudly, "I'm sorry, coach, I'm late."

Although it was an apology, there was no trace of apology on the black man's face, as if he didn't care about his lateness.

"That nigger, is he finally here? But seeing his expression, I always feel a little uncomfortable."

Lin Tian dribbled the ball to warm up while paying attention to the opponent's situation.

"I heard that you, Seirin, defeated Haichang?"

At this time, the captain of the opponent's basketball team walked towards Seirin's warm-up field, glanced at the people on Seirin's side, and asked.

"Well, that's just a training match."

As the captain of Seirin's basketball club, Hinata stood up and answered.

"What! You don't seem to be as powerful as I imagined, so it seems that the generation of miracles is a group of weak people!"

"I guess they were just blown out. Their real strength may not even be one-tenth of our basketball team."

As he spoke, the captain of the opponent's basketball team pouted, his eyes full of disdain.

"Generation of Miracles, have they lost?"

At this time, the late black man from the other side came over with a look of helplessness on his face, "I came to this basketball team just to beat the Generation of Miracles, but I didn't expect them to be so weak. It's so boring."

"Also, why is there a kid here on this basketball court?"

As he spoke, the black man stretched out his right finger and pointed to where Heizi was.

"Idiot, he is Seirin's player."

"Contestant?"

These words instantly made the black man smile with disdain, "Why can such a person become a player? Is it because Seirin's coach is blind, or are all Japanese people so short?"

"Hey! I'm really disappointed. I thought today's game would give me a little excitement. It doesn't seem like it will take long before the game is over."

Although the exchange between several people was not loud, the people in the basketball stadium heard it very clearly, and the nigger seemed to have offended many people, making many people feel angry.

"Lin Tianjun, I want to use that skill as soon as I play, can I?"

At this time, Heizi leaned towards Lin Tian, ​​with his head lowered and holding a basketball in his hand, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but Lin Tian could clearly feel that Heizi was already angry at this moment.

"It's up to you, if you want to use it, then use it."

In the audience, Hai Changyi and others, who originally planned to watch the game in peace, looked gloomy, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

And the one who was most excited was Ryota Kise in the generation of miracles. His eyes widened, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was staring at the black man on the basketball court. There were streaks of blood, the gentle smile that had been hanging on his face had long since disappeared, and all that was left was anger.

"That nigger, where the hell did he come from, his tone, his attitude, it really pissed me off."

"Just like him, the generation that wants to challenge miracles is 100 years too early!"

In the basketball court, Lin Tian looked at the black man who was about two meters tall.

"That nigger is really annoying. I didn't originally plan to use my full strength in this game. After all, that would be too bullying. But I have changed my mind now. I will let that nigger try." For a moment, what is despair?"

"Although that nigger really annoys me, there is one thing he said that I really agree with."

"This game will be over soon."

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the basketball twirling crazily on the fingers of his right hand, a smile gradually appeared on his face, the smile was a little penetrating, and gradually revealed an aura that could sting people. determination.

"I don't know what kind of situation it will be when the power of the king-level skill "Giant Powerball" is displayed on this basketball court."

　I am very grateful to Tianjing Hongchen for the three hundred starting coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)