Heizi the strongest ball god

Chapter 182

In this basketball arena, above the Seirin auditorium, Shintaro Midorima, who was sitting in the front row, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out and moved his own eyes, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Lin Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to use this trick again."

Looking at the thin figure still in the air in the basketball court, Shintaro Midorima fell silent, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although Midorima Shintaro didn't show any expression on his face at this time, he was already shocked in his heart. This is not the first time he saw Seirin's Lin Tian use this move.

"Horrifying skill, lightning-like speed, and almost irresistible power. If he uses this skill at noon, how should I resist it?"

Although Shintaro Midorima knew in his heart that such a skill would definitely have some limitations, he was still worried and thinking about it. If Lin Tian used this skill on the basketball court at noon, then he would How to resist.

On the basketball court, no goal can be underestimated, let alone such a terrifying goal that can inspire people's hearts.

In the auditorium, at the seat of a group of people from Tonghuang High School, a man with a smile on his face and slightly squinted eyes was watching every move in the basketball court seriously.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he lightly arranged the clothes he was wearing, and then the smile on his face became even wider.

"Sincere Lin Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to hide such a hole card. Maybe your current strength can already compete with Qingfeng on the basketball court."

The captain of the Kiroh Basketball Club, Imayoshi Shoichi, had actually learned the details of the match between Aomine Daiki and Lin Tian that day from Momoi Satsuki.

If it is said that Lin Tian was not able to head-to-head with Qingfeng Dahui on the basketball court before, then it has become a little different now. After this period of training, Lin Tian's strength can be said to have greatly improved , even if it is really a head-to-head confrontation with Aomine Daiki on the field, there is no problem.

On the basketball court, within Zhengbang's half court, Iwamura Nu was still in the air and was slowly falling towards the ground.

At this time, Nuo Iwamura, the captain of the Zhengbang basketball team, slowly turned his head and looked behind him, because just now, there was a loud noise behind him, and he vaguely guessed that it was the figure of the basketball.

After turning his head, Iwamura Nuu's pupils shrank suddenly, a trace of sweat broke out unconsciously on his back, and a wave of fear suddenly swirled around his mind.

However, Iwamura's more emotion in his heart is still rejoicing. He is glad that his hands did not stop him before, otherwise something might happen that makes him feel regretful.

At this time, Lin Tian and Iwamura Nu were still in the air, slowly falling towards the ground, but the basketball had already fallen into Zhengbang's basket at this time, and Zhengbang's basketball was still shaking violently It was on, and there was an obvious ball mark on it.

This scene made everyone on the basketball court understand the power of the ball, and the terrifying speed of the ball made everyone in Zhengbang faintly feel despair.

The speed of this ball had already reached its destination before the player even hit the ground, and had successfully entered the Zhengbang basket.

If those people in Zhengbang still had a hint of wanting to win in their hearts just now, they have completely dispelled such thoughts now, and such thoughts will never appear in their minds again.

Because Seirin has a monster, and the name of that monster is Lin Tian.

Although Lin Tian's body is thin and thin, his height is about 1.8 meters, and he often exudes a lazy aura, but at this time, no one dares to underestimate him, and even regards him as a member of the generation beyond miracles people.

Slowly, in Zhengbang's half, the two people in the air landed slowly.

After landing, Nuta Iwamura, the captain of the Zhengbang basketball club, lowered his head and fell into deep thought again.

"Cheng Lin, Lin Tian, ​​and that terrifying goal, is it true that our Zhengbang really has no hope of winning this game?"

After thinking about it, Tsutomu Iwamura silently raised his head, glanced at Lin Tian in Seirin's half, and at the other people in Zhengbang beside him, and the despair and loss in his heart became even stronger.

At this time, Zhengbang was still in a state of shock because of Lin Tian's terrifying goal, and all his eyes seemed to have lost their fighting spirit, and even their expressions dimmed a little at this moment.

Seeing the expressions of his basketball team members, Tsutomu Iwamura, as the captain of the Zhengbang Basketball Team, knew very well that his teammates no longer had any expectations for victory. In their hearts, they may be the same as Tsutomu Iwamura. There was only despair left.

Seirin's offense ended, and then due to Lin Tian's successful three-pointer, the score changed again, and the score between Seirin and Zhengbang gradually opened up.

In Zhengbang's half, Nuo Iwamura, the captain, received the basketball in his hand, and at the same time numbly put the basketball on his right hand and slapped it slowly.

At this time, he was still in despair, unable to see the road in front of him, and he was slowly getting tired of this game, but the game was a game, and he had to continue even if he was bored.

Just like that, Tsutomu Iwamura moved the basketball and silently arrived at Seirin's half.

Similarly, looking straight ahead, the Zhengbang team seemed to exude a sense of sadness on the surface, a slight numbness flashed in their eyes, and their movements became more and more stiff.

Seirin is just the opposite of Zhengbang. Everyone in Seirin on the basketball court is full of energy, with subconscious smiles on their faces, and it seems that even the speed of movement has become faster unconsciously.

At this time, Lin Tian also trotted up with Cheng Lin's other people, and launched a round of tight defense.

Standing on the periphery of Chenglin's half, Lin Tian raised his head and glanced at the situation within Zhengbang's half, and found that the opponent's rhythm had begun to be a little chaotic, passing the ball to you indiscriminately, dribbling the ball indiscriminately, even the originally adopted That kind of slow-paced dismissal no longer appears.

"Hehe, Zhengbang High School, the king of the north and the strongest wall in Tokyo, has finally fallen into despair!"

Looking at Zhengbang's situation at this time, Lin Tian couldn't help but lose interest in this game.

(End of this chapter)