People in the black basket, sign in Teiko Academy

Outside the court, the coach asked Momoi May: "Why didn't Song Cheng choose to break through, just breaking through is also a defense that can break through Qingfeng."

Momoi subconsciously exited: "With Qingfeng's reaction, even if he guesses the wrong direction of Song Cheng's breakthrough, he can react, and he has time to jump up and cover the plate and interfere with Song Cheng's goal, Song Cheng will take a lot of risk, and it is easy to not enter."

"If it's a jump shot, Qingfeng can't even react, the distance is pulled apart, and the rest depends on Song Cheng's accuracy!"

The coach listened to Momoi's analysis while taking a pen and writing it down in his notebook.

Then his eyes looked at Song Cheng.

I thought to myself: I can put him in the army, and it can be regarded as completing his father's explanation.

If Song Cheng can't show basketball talent, he will also let Song Cheng enter the first army, but he will only let him be a substitute.

He felt that there was no need to continue in the back, and with the strength displayed by Song Cheng at present, he was fully qualified to enter the first army.

The coach just wanted to blow the whistle and let everyone gather.

Suddenly spotting Akaji's gaze, Akaji shook his head slightly at him.

He still approved of Akaji's decision, and Akaji must have his reasons for doing so.

So, the whistle placed in the mouth slowly fell again.

Inside the field

, Ziyuan Atsushi yawned, stared listlessly at Qingfeng who came over, and asked, "Fengzi, what's going on with you, you were played like this?"

Atsushi Shihara didn't think too much, he just knew that no one had ever been able to score under Qingfeng's interception.

He hated failure in his heart, so Qingfeng asked the person on the other side to catch up with his score, and he was very uncomfortable.

He now really wants to beat the silver-haired boy on the other side!

"Ziyuan, still follow the original countermeasures." Akaji walked over and said with a serious expression, his red pupils were full of majesty and domineering, extremely sharp.

He could see that Ziyuan already had impulsive thoughts, and he had to stop them.

"The purpose is to test whether Song Cheng is qualified to join us!"

At this point, Ziyuan Atsushi touched the back of his neck and said "oh".

He still listened to Akaji more.

"Good luck today..." Midorima pushed his glasses, not having any other opinion.

The "Toot" game continues.

Qingfeng looked at Song Cheng, who was standing opposite, tilted his head left and right, and moved his neck.

"Snap... Snapping" dribbled to Song Cheng.

"Hey, hey... Song Cheng, look good. "Full of fighting spirit, there is a faint blue light in his eyes.

In the face of Song Cheng, Qingfeng is unceremonious, his attitude of playing is extremely serious, and he controls the ball like a ghost.

The two circled left and right, and Qingfeng did not succeed in breaking through for a while.

Song Cheng stared at Qingfeng with all his strength this time, and the rebellious pupil stared closely at the ever-changing basketball in Qingfeng's hand, constantly adjusting his position to prevent Qingfeng from breaking through his defense.

The two ran back and forth.

There was a constant "boom" sound on the field.

The members of the Second Army who witnessed it on the side were greatly surprised, and sighed one after another: "This speed, so fast!"

"This is the terrifying strength of the First Army, the gap is so big!"

Aomine Daiki's speed continued to increase, and the surprise of seeing its prey like a cheetah preyed on it made the cheetah burst out with a more powerful speed.

This made it more and more difficult for Song Cheng to cope.

Qingfeng's footsteps were steady and kept approaching.

Song Cheng's teammates looked anxious, but they could only helplessly watch Qingfeng on the field approaching.

They were all blocked, and they couldn't free their hands to assist Song Cheng.

Seeing the opportunity, Qingfeng jumped on the spot and wanted to dunk and score.

Song Cheng saw Qingfeng's movements and jumped along.

His big hand was about to touch the basketball that covered Qingfeng.

However, Aomine's shooting hand changed in the air, and the basketball danced like a fairy dancing, jumping into the basket at an extremely tricky angle.

Song Cheng clapped his big hand lonely.

"Toot

" "Two points!"

"Song Cheng, don't disappoint me too much!" Qingfeng said to Song Cheng in a defiant tone.

"Won't let you, disappointed!" Song Cheng immediately replied.

But in his heart, he sighed at the strength of Qingfeng's amorphous shot.

The game goes on, more precisely: it should be the ace vs ace battle that continues.

Song Cheng and Qingfeng were like wild beasts, staring at 'food', and basketball was the food that the two of them competed for.

Song Cheng took the lead in making a move, sensitively and high-speed to make disguised releases, shoulder probes and other actions, trying to mislead Qingfeng to find a breakthrough point.

Not to be outdone, Qingfeng directly rushed forward to resist Song Cheng's pace and attack, without giving Song Cheng a chance.

Song Cheng dribbled to open the distance, and Qingfeng Daiki reacted quickly and followed closely.

Song Cheng seized the opportunity and turned around and passed Qingfeng Daiki.

However, Qingfeng reacted immediately and immediately retreated, and the two once again faced each other face to face.

Song Cheng dribbled the ball in his crotch and took a step back again, and Qingfeng followed closely.

Song Cheng burst out with all his strength at this moment, forming a momentum and rushing over.

Breaking through the past Song Cheng jumping up and dunking basketball, Qingfeng did not know when he had followed, and then jumped to prepare to seal Song Cheng.

Both of them were in mid-air, and a smile appeared on their faces.

Qingfeng saw the smile on Song Cheng's face, and his heart tightened.

It's all like this, can it be that he can enter?

"Box!"

"How... Yes? As he thought, Qingfeng did not fly the basketball out, and Song Cheng held the basketball and poured it into the basket with his big hand through Qingfeng Daiki.

"Having said that, it won't disappoint you!" Song Cheng looked at Qingfeng with a light smile.

"That's right!" Qingfeng was not hit, but more excited.

Many players outside the stadium applauded rhythmically, celebrating the game.

They all felt that this time was a feast for their eyes.

The two conquered their young and hot hearts with their incomparably powerful ball skills.