He is in the black basketball team and signed to Teiko Academy

Song Cheng and Qingfeng fought fiercely, constantly pulling back and forth, and the scores were basically up and down.

As the clock progressed –

by this time, it was 16-15.

Qingfeng played particularly happily, and Song Cheng also felt that his body was boiling.

Although both of them were sweating and breathing rapidly at the moment, they did not feel tired at all.

Perhaps, neither of them has reached their limit yet!

There are still ten seconds left in the countdown to the first half.

Song Cheng's silver hair fluttered, dribbling and rushing in front of Qingfeng, and the Tai Chi pattern flashed under his feet, which was fleeting.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared behind Aomine, and Aomine was still doing one-handed defensive movements.

"How is it possible!?"

Qingfeng's expression froze, he hadn't been able to find out how Song Cheng had broken through himself just now

! Just now, he felt Song Cheng's extremely terrifying sense of oppression, as if his whole body had fallen into a quagmire, and he could only keep struggling.

Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Song Cheng in horror, and Song Cheng at this time ran towards the basket with an indomitable momentum.

Not only Qingfeng was stunned, but even Momoi and the coach outside the court shouted at the same time: "How is it possible!"

Just for a moment, Song Cheng seemed to have broken through the vastness, and his back flashed like a swimming dragon, leaving only a silver-white afterimage.

Song Cheng didn't have any superfluous movements at the moment, and his flawless movements made him truly show the power of the 'Ancient Martial Technique'.

Atsushi Shihara looked at Qingfeng who was in a daze, and felt particularly irritated in his heart when he saw the score that Song Cheng was about to overtake.

He just wanted to stop the other party from scoring now!

The huge body actually jumped in front of Song Cheng, and this speed was not inferior to Qingfeng Dahui.

Ziyuan Dun looked at Song Cheng condescendingly and yelled, "Boy, don't go too far.

"Be careful, I'll blow your head off!" Just

as Song Cheng smashed the basketball into the basket, Atsushi Shihara's big hand had already touched the basketball in Song Cheng's hand.

Both of them were shaking their hands, and their strength was about the same, and the whole basketball stiffened in the big hands of the two.

Atsushi Ziyuan once again increased his strength, the purpose was to use brute force to beat Song Cheng's basketball.

The powerful momentum, like the substance, and the powerful explosive power made Song Cheng feel tricky.

Song Cheng gritted his teeth and supported, feeling the gradually increasing power, Song Cheng's eyes froze, and the silver light in his eyes was tyrannical.

Song Cheng's whole body, which was still in the air, moved slightly, and the palm holding the ball suddenly changed, and the palm of his hand was slightly offset by the basketball...

'Four or two dial a thousand catties

' to change the direction of the opponent's strength, and win the big with a small force.

Atsushi Shihara thought it was inevitable, and he was already planning to go back and eat more snacks and buy some of his favorite delicious bars.

Suddenly, his lazy eyes widened in disbelief as the basketball 'swooped' past him and into the basket.

"Bang, bang, bang...", and the basketball hit the ground.

"Toot

" "Two points are valid!" "

The first quarter is over, take a two-minute break!" The

final score stayed at 18-15

At this time, all eyes of the audience were focused on this new silver-haired boy, and no one expected that the advantage would be on Song Cheng's side.

"It's... This is too strong

, isn't it?" "Fake, isn't it? His strength is greater than that of Atsushi Shihara?" The basketball club players who watched the game were amazed, and only a few people were amazed.

There was not even the applause that should have been there at this time, looking at the outside of the venue, they were all stunned, and they were all immersed in the amazing outburst that Song Cheng had just had.

On the field, Song Cheng and Atsushi Ziyuan landed at the same time.

But Atsushi Shihara used too much force, causing his body to lose his balance and sit on the ground.

Song Cheng stretched out his hand to pull up Ziyuan Atsushi.

Atsushi Shihara shook his head, and his purple hair shook with it, and then he slowly stood up and didn't pay attention to Song Cheng.

He stretched out his arm and stared with half-squinted eyes.

Standing under the basket and staring at his open hand, he was curious about the feeling he had just felt.

What a weird feeling? I feel like my strength has been unloaded by a force...

He was immersed in the strange power just now, and he didn't notice Song Cheng.

Then he saw Song Cheng's outstretched arm, looked at Song Cheng lazily, and looked at him.

Muttered, "No need... Thank you.

"Okay. Song Cheng retracted his arm in embarrassment, and found a random place to sit down.

Now he has to hurry up and recover, otherwise in the second half... Hard.

After Song Cheng left, Qingfeng asked Ziyuan Dun with an angry temperament: "Ziyuan, didn't you say okay not to interfere!" Ziyuan Dun

was still stunned by the feeling just now, and he couldn't understand why his strength suddenly disappeared.

His face was stiff, and he said weakly: "What a strange feeling...",

he looked at Qingfeng in hindsight, remembered what Qingfeng had just said, and muttered back: "It's not that you can't prevent people..."

Qingfeng knew that he really couldn't prevent others, but it was definitely not good to say it to his face.

Aomine said he was angry at this time.

"Good guy, didn't you say okay, let me have a good time!" Qingfeng could only stand aside and chop his feet and scream.

Momoi looked at the arguing Aomine Daiki and Shihara Atsushi.

He shook his head and sighed.

Ziyuan-kun is just too natural and too difficult to get along with.

Qingfeng had no choice, so he said helplessly: "Okay, don't interfere in the second half..."

After hearing this, Qingfeng tilted his head and squinted at Song Cheng, who was resting not far away, and slowly spoke: "The duel between the two of us has just begun!" When Qingfeng spoke

, his eyes revealed Qingmang, and the wildness in his body began to gradually excite, and the battle intent like magma was surging endlessly.