[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

"That person's sense of existence... What's going on? Captain, haven't you seen him?"

A guy from USA Basketball asked Nash.

Nash had a sullen face. He didn't want to open the Devil's Eye at the beginning of the game. The Devil's Eye consumes a lot of energy.

It's just...the development of the situation...he can't help it anymore.

There was also a strange light shining in Nash's eyes, his pupils turned into ferocious vertical pupils, and also had a somewhat scarlet color.

At this moment, he opened the devil's eye.

The boy named Heizi unlocked the zone, and he could see the current vitality of Heizi Tetsuya - during the time when Heizi opened the zone, his vitality seemed to be blocked by an unknown barrier, whether it was breath Or something else, it's like being out of this world.

——What are those cloaking devices... This is the real, complete mystery!

Nash took a deep breath. After opening the Devil's Eye, he could more accurately see the vigorous vitality in everyone present. This vitality represented the potential and quality of individuals.

And this time he was shocked again...

He saw that, except for that Kuroko Tetsuya whose vitality was relatively weak, the vitality in other people's bodies was so strong that it was terrifying.

——Especially Song Yiran.

Although there is a faint dark, life-like existence...

——But that breath, rich and boiling, seemed to hide another world inside his body!

And when he put his eyes on Song Yiran, he vaguely felt that the power in Song Yiran's body seemed to have opened a pair of undead eyes, and it shook the devil's eyes in his body back.

--what? !

Nash suddenly covered his eyes.

"What's the matter with you, Captain?"

Jason Xibo helped his captain's hand, but was slapped away by the other party.

"It's nothing."

Holding his bloodshot eye sockets, Nash snorted, his expression a little uncertain.

——Are these people really... East Asian monkeys?

——He unexpectedly saw an infinite possibility in them...

And then, when Song Yiran was holding the ball, he looked at Akira Akutagawa who was sitting on the sidelines smiling.

"Can you use that now?"

Akutagawa slightly stretched out a finger, and his eyes moved to Midorima Shintaro and Kise Ryota.

The green-haired boy wearing glasses sat up from his seat and nodded.

"Replace Kuroko." Akutagawa smiled slightly.

"It's time for these people to experience it. The three-pointers in the audience are amazing."

They already knew that the timing was just right.

The attack just now had already planted a seed in the hearts of those American streetball players, and now it's time to take advantage of the situation and pursue that seed to take root and germinate!

This American street team, compared with the Miracles who have fought against Song Yiran several times, although their talents are almost the same, their spirits are actually more fragile, because Miracles, after being proud and conceited at the beginning , has already been defeated by Song Yiran, which has sharpened his state of mind.

And the members of the American street team have had a smooth journey, have never experienced failure, and the arrogance and arrogance of the basketball powers unique to the Americans also make them even more arrogant.

——Once the shell of being strong on the outside is broken, and once they fall into an unfavorable situation at the beginning, their mentality will collapse faster than ordinary teams!

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After the substitution was over, Nash saw Song Yiran standing on the baseline and stretched out his hand.

"Wait, what is the captain doing?"

Jason Xibo couldn't help but slightly widened his eyes.

As a man full of worries, Nash is not as arrogant as his teammates. He has also seen some clips of Japanese players, but he has always felt that the description of the three-pointer in the game is exaggerated. , because in his cognition, there is no one who can shoot three-pointers in the audience...

But reality slapped him hard again.

The handsome black-haired boy showed him a provocative smile, stood on the baseline, and with those slender hands, he threw the basketball in a high, perfect arc so easily.

The audience erupted again.

"It appeared...Song Shen's full-court three-pointer!!"

—How is this possible?

——Why... is this Chinese man able to shoot a full-court three-pointer? !

——This is absolutely impossible to enter!

And some things are doomed, and he will not get what he wants.

When the basketball drew a perfect arc like a textbook, the expressions of the players of the entire American street team froze.

On the side, the green-haired boy with a bandage on his hand, who was on the field again, adjusted his glasses slowly and looked at Nash.

"I forgot to tell you, what Song Yiran is best at is not just shooting."

The green-haired boy with a somewhat mature expression began to remove the bandages from his hands.

"Shooting is the kind of thing that the best person is — actually me."

As Shintaro Midorima spoke, he stood in the same position as when Song Yiran shot the ball before...

And, starting slowly, make a similar movement.

Midorima Shintaro has always been quite intoxicated with his three-point shooting. He regards three-point shooting as his own aesthetics.

So... the second full-court three-pointer will definitely not miss!

This is Shintaro Midorima's confidence in himself!

Except for Nash, seeing all this, the rest of the US team felt a little numb.

"The orangutans of the US team... don't forget, there is me!"

Another handsome young man in the Japanese team, who didn't look serious, patted his palm, with a playful smile on his mouth, which attracted the opponent's attention.

At this moment, a trace of yellow electric sparks bloomed from the corner of his eyes!

Kise Ryota's own strength is not enough to shoot three-pointers all over the court. He doesn't have the stability of Midorima, nor does he have the exaggerated sense of the ball like Song Yiran.

——But his unique talent for imitation can also allow him to imitate this.

"After all, my zone...is a perfect imitation."

With the perfect imitation blessed by the zone, the time is not limited to only 5 minutes. On the contrary, Kise Ryota can freely imitate other people's actions in more time.

The movement of his raising his arm is a bit like Shintaro Midorima, but the stretched posture at the moment of shooting is a bit mixed, Song Yiran's lightness.

--This is……

——Another full-court three-pointer!

"Why, why?! Why are there three members of the Japanese team who can shoot three-pointers all over the court? This is unscientific. Could it be that... the prerequisite for entering the Japanese national team is three-pointers all over the court?"

Jason Xibo felt that his IQ was not enough.

His breathing... was a bit difficult.

Those present, the media, the audience, and the coaches of the Japan Basketball Association also stood up excitedly and cheered there.

The executives of the Japanese Basketball Association have hosted so many games and seen so many talented players. This is probably the first game in history where three people will take turns and shoot three-pointers for the entire court!

Even Akira Akutagawa, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but smile when he saw the three basketballs steadily entering the opponent's basket.

——This team, in a sense, should become the strongest team in history!

——If you really use this lineup...to play a world-wide competition, there is no possibility of losing against anyone.

Akutagawa looked at Song Yiran, who had the most indifferent expression, and suddenly let out a long sigh...

——I just hate... that little guy is not Japanese!