People in the black basket, sign in Teiko Academy

Song Cheng seemed to feel something, and raised his head to meet Shangqingfeng's line of sight.

Qing Feng's gaze collided with Song Cheng's gaze, intertwining in the air, as if there was a thunder flash exploding in it.

"Let's go, as you wish!" Song Cheng said first.

With a sudden sentence, Qingfeng frowned after hearing it, and was stunned in place.

I don't seem to have told Song Cheng what to do, right? How it felt like he knew what I was going to say next.

When Qingfeng looked at Song Cheng again, Song Cheng had already walked towards the basketball court.

"Wipe, wait for me!" Qingfeng hurriedly picked up various items, sorted them out, and ran towards the basketball court.

As soon as Aomine stepped inside, he placed his belongings next to where May was sitting.

Aomi pulled out the basketball he had prepared in advance from his satchel.

He has been waiting for this moment for a long time!

Qingfeng wanted to win in his heart, but he didn't want the final result to be his own win.

It's paradoxical, but Aomine does feel that way.

When Song Cheng confronted Qingfeng again, Song Cheng's light blue eyes stared at Qingfeng, burning with fluctuating flames.

Song Cheng looked at Qingfeng who was holding the ball opposite, his steps steady, and his hands were open.

Why not?

Admit defeat, big deal and try to catch up!

At this moment, he no longer chose to escape.

"Bang bang..." Qingfeng dribbled the ball on the spot, his gaze became sharp, and his expression suddenly became indifferent.

May was a little worried, "Ah Da..."

This feeling -

it seems, the distance from Ah Da is getting farther and farther away?

On the court, Qingfeng leaned forward sharply, and the basketball was thrown on the ground at random.

Without the slightest temptation, Qingfeng burst out with amazing speed, and rushed to the left side of Song City in the blink of an eye.

Song Cheng took a step to the left -

suddenly his heartbeat accelerated slightly, and a feeling of new life burst out.

As Song Cheng took this step to defend Qingfeng, the glass that blocked Song Cheng shattered and completely collapsed.

'Song Cheng', who was standing in place and watching, took a step forward, and the threshold of the bronze gate was gone, and continued to move forward without any obstruction.

Song Cheng stood majestically in the bronze gate, standing side by side with a sturdy young man.

At this time, only two people stood inside the bronze gate, overlooking the people climbing below.

"Bang bang!" A series of sounds of playing basketball resounded on the court.

Because Song Cheng reacted quickly and stopped in front of Qingfeng, while reaching out to interfere with Qingfeng's extreme dribbling.

Qingfeng had to break through the emergency stop, dribble with his crotch, and then accelerate the dribbling, increasing his rhythm to prevent Song Cheng from intercepting.

Qingfeng continued to show the operation, the corners of his mouth inadvertently hooked slightly, and his eyes revealed incomparable fanaticism.

I haven't felt it for a long time....

It's a sense of being evenly matched.

Qingfeng stepped out with both feet in front of the right at the same time, and then his feet retracted, his hands slightly bent.

Song Cheng realized for a moment that this was ready to shoot at any time!

Qingfeng has a sixth sense beyond ordinary people, and can see small changes in movements to infer the motives of the other party in advance.

At the moment when Song Cheng's left hand waved slightly, Qingfeng swung down with one hand, and the basketball fell to the ground with a crisp "bang".

Qingfeng's body suddenly broke to the right, and his galloping body was like a wild horse out of control.

"Yay, that's enough!"

In an instant, he has come to the inside position, and in this range, the fully awakened Qingfeng irregular shooting at this time will not be able to be blocked.

"Song Cheng, I took it the first time!" Aomine jumped up and wanted to dunk violently with one hand.

Song Cheng's eyes froze.

How can you know if you don't try!

Song Cheng's leg muscles catapulted and jumped, and his big hand slapped the basketball in Qingfeng's hand.

Qingfeng smiled coldly, the hand holding the ball suddenly lowered, and Song Cheng had already pounced.

Song Cheng forcibly turned slightly to the right, and his other hand stretched out.

May holds a large doll with her chin resting on the duck's head.

She looked at the situation on the field with a nervous expression, so nervous that one hand kept kneading the wings of the duck doll.

On the field, just when Song Cheng was about to win.

"Huh!?"

Song Cheng was a little shocked.

At this time, Qingfeng actually stretched his hand back, his body leaned forward slightly in the air, and then his wrist shrugged into the air.

"Give me... Enter! The

basketball crossed from behind Qingfeng and drew an arc just in time to graze the rebound in Song Cheng's palm held in the air.

The basketball did not pop up, as if listening to Qingfeng's words, it brushed the net and fell down.

Aomine's irregular shots are more subtle than before.

Song Cheng jumped out and landed outside the boundary.

The position of Qingfeng's jump and landing cannot be seen with the naked eye, and Qingfeng's entire body is like a cylinder jumping on the spot and then falling.

"Ah, this is a failure!" Song Cheng said on his lips, but the burning fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense.

Facing Qingfeng again, Qingfeng stood a meter away, muttering in a slightly deep voice: "I'm a little on top!" Song

Cheng held the basketball.

Feel the slightly-fast beating of your heart.

Why is it so hot?

It turns out that I burned it!!

Song Cheng suddenly broke through to the right side of Qingfeng, and Qingfeng blocked in front of Song Cheng in an instant, perfectly blocking Song Cheng's attack route.

Song Cheng immediately dragged his steps to a sharp stop, and Qingfeng looked at Song Cheng in place, his eyes constantly glancing.

Drag to an emergency stop?

Is it to prepare for the shot!?

Qingfeng leaned forward slightly as he thought, and his center of gravity immediately shifted forward a little.

Song Cheng's rhythm changed, the ball protector swung back, and immediately kicked the ground to continue to break to the right.

All the actions were completed without any thought, and they were completed in an instant.

Qingfeng rubbed his feet, turned his body backwards, and instantly rushed towards the inner line.

Song Cheng jumped back, and one hand was already raised high.

"Ahhh... Yes! "Shouting and dunking the basketball into the basket.

Qingfeng also jumped up and stopped in front of Song Cheng, holding the basketball with one hand, and pushing forward with his elbow.

Both of their arms were shaking, as if two tigers were fighting each other.

Play against each other, and no one intends to give up.

Qingfeng -

In terms of momentum and strength, I will not lose to you!

The clear blue pupils of Song Cheng's eyes were flooded by a bright red light, and the fighting spirit of his whole body became even more intense.

The wild burst out, and the fat panda maintained the same movements as Song Cheng.

The mouth opened wide, as if roaring.