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

Nash's expression was completely gloomy. He already felt that with the Japanese team's bombardment of three full-court three-pointers, all his teammates, except Jason Xibo, a somewhat arrogant black man, were all The momentum has weakened.

"Damn it, are you afraid of these Japanese monkeys?"

"We are Americans. You actually show such an expression. It's really... so embarrassing!"

Nash looked a little gloomy.

"team leader……"

One of the team members gave a wry smile and said, "Although they only used three-pointers in the whole court, rationally speaking, we also know that they will not use this kind of trick too much, and it is only a three-pointer gap, but ..."

"They have used the whole court three-pointers now, what does it mean?"

"It explains...they still have more powerful moves behind!"

"—a trick stronger than the three-pointer in the audience!"

Looking at the man's dejected expression, Nash's expression was cold.

"Don't any of you think they're bluffing?"

Nash actually knew in his heart that the strength of this group of Japanese youth teams had exceeded his expectations, but in order not to damage morale, he could only say this.

At this time, only Jason Xiber agrees with him.

Everyone else showed a dubious expression.

The blond-haired white man took a deep breath, and he knew he couldn't do without that.

"The next ball, I'll hit them back with one ball."

Nash held out a finger and said firmly.

At this moment, a kind of dark demonic charm swirled in his pupils.

——This is his... completely liberated demon eye!

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The game restarted. With Nash's encouragement, the morale of the American youth team rose slightly, but it was still somewhat powerless.During this period, the Japanese junior team has scored more goals and still maintains the lead.

I have to say that the opposing American man's physical fitness and basketball talent are really excellent, because Midorima Shintaro and Kise Ryota can faintly suppress them only when the zone is turned on.

And when the zone energy was turned on, it was consumed very quickly, and he kept panting.

"Are you okay? Ryota, Shintaro."

Song Yiran looked at them slightly sideways.

During this period of time, Aomine Daiki, Midorima Shintaro and Kise Ryota were mainly responsible for the offense.

Atsushi Murasakihara is in charge of defense.

And Song Yiran seemed to only shoot one full-court three-pointer in this game, and did not have any other outstanding performances.

Some of his fans couldn't figure it out, but with Aomine, Kise, and Midorima all opening the zone, the Japanese team had an obvious advantage, so they didn't have time to think about the reason for this layer.

Of course, Song Yiran had a reason for doing so.

He set his sights on Nash.

As the main attacker of the American street team, Nash also stayed behind the team and did not make any contribution.

He is now... brewing something.

——Song Yiran's reservation...is to deal with the power in Nash's body!

"Captain, is it almost time?"

Jason Xibo had to deal with Atsushi Murasakihara on the one hand, and Ryota Kise and Daiki Aomine on the other hand, and he felt that his physical strength was a little bit overwhelmed.

He looked at his captain, as the only man in the US team who knew the captain's hidden trump card, at this moment, he hoped that the captain could turn the tide.

Nash glanced at him, then let out a deep breath, and blood slowly appeared in his pupils.

"Almost... Already."

He is ready.

At that moment... the eye of the devil opened!

And because those members of the Japanese team had entered the zone before, their physical strength was exhausted very quickly, their willpower and mental concentration dropped slightly, and they fell into his mind control domain by accident.

That is a place similar to the endless hell...

In the illusion that Qingfeng and the others saw, they saw many different pictures.

——This is their most hopeful and most intoxicating fantasy. All the charms are combined with each other to form a huge impenetrable net.

—Once they are completely trapped inside...they will lose consciousness completely in the end!

"What's going on? How did it become like this?"

The tall and strong purple-haired boy was a little confused. He looked around and found that he seemed to have returned to Yangquan's classroom.

——Aren't I... playing a game?How did I come back.

Then, he saw a black-haired boy sitting beside him.

——That's his favorite, the one he wants to be with the most.

Atsushi Ziyuan slightly tilted his head, and Song Yiran's head rested on... Atsushi Ziyuan's hand, falling into a nap.

Zi Yuandun suddenly stiffened, and looked at Song Yiran with those clear eyes.

"Ranzai slept so soundly..."

The black-haired boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the soothing movement of the corner of his mouth made Atsushi Murasakihara unable to bear to wake him up.

"Of course..."

Zi Yuandun didn't know why, looking at Song Yiran's peaceful expression, he had an urge to sleep peacefully, and he was also beside Song Yiran, closing his eyes gently.

On the other hand, Aomine Daiki found himself back in the Teiguang period.

He was still wearing the knitted school uniform, empty, and there was no one on the basketball court.

—Is it hallucination?

Aomine Daiki thought so, but he heard the sound of dripping water in the locker room.

——The sound of water...it's so late, who is it?

Aomine Daiki was thinking in a daze like this, and walked forward slowly, his steps didn't listen to his orders at all.

He saw that standing in the place filled with mist was the boy he had been thinking about day and night.

The boy's body looked very flexible. When he was wearing clothes, he looked a little thin, but after taking off his clothes, every layer of well-defined texture seemed to be blessed by heaven.

Aomine Daiki's Adam's apple swallowed slightly, he had an illusion that the water droplets on his skin seemed to be seducing him.

Aomine Daiki knew that all of this could not be true, but he still stared at the boy like a wolf.

——It's really...inducing people to commit crimes.

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On the other side, Kise Ryo rubbed his eyes in a daze, and found himself standing in the center of the stage.

The entire theater was pitch-black, but the roar of voices could be heard, and a huge beam of light hit him above.

And next to him is...

"Xiao Yiran?!"

What he saw was a black-haired young man, holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands. He was no longer the same as when he was a teenager. His current height has grown a little bit, and the contours of his face have become more distinct. The publicity temperament is even more conspicuous.

His soft lips curled up slightly.

"Marry me, Ryota—now, I am solemnly proposing to you."

Huang Lailiang looked at him too dazedly, and he rubbed his eyes uncontrollably.

——It's like...false.

- Liar...

And it's all too real.

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"What's going on? Why did the people present stop?"

The audience looked at the almost frozen scene and said in amazement.

Song Yiran looked at Nash whose mouth corners were raised slightly, and there seemed to be a provocative light in Nash's eyes.

Akashi Seijuro on the sidelines narrowed his eyes, the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven turned slightly, and he saw clearly——

The entire arena is covered with thin lines invisible to ordinary people, which seem to be poisonous and have a strange bright color.

The position below Qingfeng and the others was bound by such a thin thread.

"Has Nash's Devil's Eye been activated? It's earlier than expected."

Nash was on the other side, watching them gloomily.

The members of the Japanese team who have opened the zone definitely consume their physical strength faster than the American street team, so it is easier to fall into the trap that he does not fall into.

On the surface, their team was suppressed by the Japanese team, but in essence, Nash took advantage of the decline in the opponent's physical strength to overwhelm the opponent's army!

The blond-haired Caucasian man smiled slightly, with a calm expression on his face.

"everything……"

"Everything was within my expectations."

Song Yiran said lightly.

He closed his eyes.

That dark tide-like power slowly overflowed from his body.

In an instant, it was like a black and gray Dead Sea.

Countless undead, countless dead bones, howling like this——

Nash's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How is it possible? This power is..."

In an unknown space invisible to everyone, they are playing a game.

Originally, the demon in Nash's body was so arrogant, but at this moment, it actually shivered a little, bent its body, and knocked heavily on the ground with the demon's horn, which symbolized the highest honor.

All of a sudden, the dark atmosphere in the entire stadium was subdued, and the miracles who had stopped in place were also somewhat relieved.

"How? How can you..."

Gritting his teeth and blushing, Nash said in surprise.

"What is that stuff in that oriental monkey? Why...even you are afraid?"

"idiot!"

The demon hugged his head tightly, almost weeping bitterly, and scolded.

"Do you know... what's inside that guy?!"

"—that is supreme, Lord of Hell!"