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"Hey, Yamada, when did you become so enthusiastic?"

Just as several people were stalemate, a lazy voice came from the sidewalk.

Hearing this, Yamada, Vulcan and others turned their heads and looked to the side.

After capturing the smiling face, Vulcan's face gradually turned black.

——Sakurai.

Just to say, how could this kid be absent from this kind of provocation full of vulgar interests.

Strolling to Yamada's side, Sakurai stretched out his hand to hook the opponent's neck, looked lazily at the hostile Vulcan in front of him, and shrugged: "Hey, Vulcan, if I read correctly just now, are you planning to leave?"

"..." Gritting his teeth, Vulcan's eyes flashed awe-inspiring.

"Why, are you afraid that you will lose face when you lose to Xiangyue later?" Raising an eyebrow, Sakurai was chewing gum in his mouth, and tugged at the corners of his lips frivolously.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and noticed Heizi standing behind Vulcan, his face froze slightly.

His gaze wandered over Heizi and Vulcan for a moment, and his face gradually turned serious.

"Oh, it's been a long time, that's what happened." Staring sharply at Vulcan, Sakurai tilted his head, "After all, you still can't do without Zhemen, right? So, how could you win Xiangyue? You said so swearingly before that you want to prove that you can stand up without relying on the power of a 'miracle', why, are you all talking nonsense?"

"Sakurai-kun." However, when Vulcan was silent on the spot with a gloomy face, Heizi beside him spoke slowly with a cold expression.

Hearing this, his body froze slightly, Sakurai turned his head to look at Heizi, puzzled.

"Please don't say such things in the future." Seriously, Heizi's light blue eyes sparkled sharply.

"..." His face twitched slightly, and Sakurai frowned unhappily.

"Isn't it normal to be excited about the game?" Heizi took a step forward slowly, standing side by side with Vulcan, "Playing is meaningful only if you have the most basic passion for basketball, isn't it?" Squinting, Heizi The voice gradually turned solemn, "If you just blindly focus on the word 'win', then you will kill all the fun of basketball. Even if you win the game, what's the point?"

Clenching his fists slightly, Heizi was awe-inspiring.

win...?

Ah.

It was also this word that personally destroyed the remaining team spirit and friendship in the Diguang team in junior high school.

Winning has become justice, but the heart that loves basketball has become a burden instead.

What's the point of a game that deprives teamwork and cohesion of partners?

Maybe there will be a crazy sense of satisfaction and accomplishment at the moment of winning... However, the ensuing prostration and emptiness will make people instinctively burnout the game.

Heizi knew that the Teiguang team in the late junior high school was entirely to fill the sense of prostration and emptiness, and treated the opponents who were going all out with laziness and contempt.

——And that dismissive attitude is the most silent insult to a team that loves basketball.

This is also a fundamental reason why Heizi himself quit the team.

Hearing Kuroko's calm but firm words, Sakurai gritted his teeth.

The eyes staring at Heizi gradually became complicated, he tilted his head, and tried to control the vacillating voice: "Hey, Tetsuya, are you on the wrong team?" Lifting his chin, he narrowed his eyes, "Why, why not?" Is it nostalgic?"

After finishing speaking, before Heizi could respond, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grab Heizi's wrist without hesitation, and forcibly pulled him towards the Xiangyue team.

Looking at Heizi's stumbling forward body, Vulcan's expression changed.

However, just as he was about to step forward to stop him in the next second, the burly Yamada suddenly stood in front of Vulcan, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Hey, brat, it's time to get back to your team?"

"you--"

"Vulcan-kun." Being dragged to the bench by Sakurai, Heizi calmly turned his head to stare at Vulcan, "Don't worry, I will fight hard. Wait a minute, you have to go all out."

Looking at Heizi's clean face, Vulcan was silent for a moment, and gradually calmed down.

Chong Heizi nodded solemnly, and he said Ling Ran: "I understand."

**

At the end of the fourth quarter, the score between Chenglin and Xiangyue was 77:78.

Dribbling the ball with one hand, Yamada looked at Mitobe who was blocking him, and couldn't help baring his teeth: "Hey, boy, although you are dumb, you are not bad at the game."

"..." Mitobu's face was expressionless, and the thick eyebrows moved slightly.

"Uh... so scary..." Furihata, who was sitting on the sidelines, stared at Mitobe who was facing Yamada under the basket, and couldn't help saying.

"Huh? You mean Xiangyue's big center forward?...Well, it's really scary..." Following Jiang Qi's gaze, Futian positioned Yamada and agreed.

"Ah? Oh... I'm not talking about him." Hearing Futian's echo, Jiang Qi was slightly taken aback.

"Huh? Then who are you talking about?"

"Mitobe-senpai..."

"Huh?..." Fukuda frowned when he turned to look at the expressionless Mitobe on the field, "What do you mean?"

"That big guy..." Swallowing nervously, Fumoto stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "He seems to have pissed off Mitobe-senpai..."

"Huh?... How did you find out?"

Mitobe seems to have practiced deeper than Kuroko... Millennium facial paralysis? ...

It's just that the symptoms are all reflected in the words... =_=###

In the next second, just as Fukuda was about to continue to argue with Fuqi, Mitobe made a move on the court, deftly stealing the basketball from Yamada's hand.

"Varied……?"

Immediately afterwards, before Yamada could react, Mitobe skillfully passed the ball to Kagami.

"Beautiful pass!!" Futian and Jiangqi bounced excitedly from the side benches.

Looking at the figure of Vulcan dribbling away, Yamada lowered his head, looked at Mitobe's expressionless face with a gloomy expression, and felt a surge of anger in his heart.

——This kid, his mother is still hiding something!

Vulcan walked swiftly towards Xiangyue's side field.

However, after running for a few steps, the familiar sound of chasing came from his ears.

If I guessed correctly, that fellow Sakurai should have caught up, right?

Squinting, Vulcan tilted his head and judged from the corner of his eye, sure enough.

Moments later, instinctively, he looked across the field.

As expected, Heizi was lying in ambush there.

Yes, misdirection or something may work for other people.

but……

For Vulcan, who has been partnered with Heizi for so long, one of his best skills is to locate Heizi's figure on the court so that he can catch the opponent's pass at any time.

It's definitely not that easy to divert his attention in a similar way to before!

However, just as he was slowly slowing down, a figure of Sakurai with outstretched arms ruthlessly blocked in front of him suddenly appeared in his vision.

The other party's eyes were shining with confidence, and he spread his feet wide, and his slender arms firmly guarded Fire God's left and right attack directions.

Stopping, Vulcan dribbled the ball on the spot, thinking about countermeasures.

Glancing at the timing board next to him, Vulcan noticed that there were still 25 seconds left to end the game.

Now, don't hesitate for a moment.

Because as long as there is a moment of confusion, the opponent will immediately intercept the ball.

Looking at the serious face of Vulcan with sweat all over his face, Sakurai licked the corners of his lips and smiled faintly: "Vulcan, Shirorin will lose."

"..." Ignoring him, Vulcan continued to dribble the ball.

"Let me tell you why." With a low voice, Sakurai raised his eyebrows, "Because no matter how high you jump, I can prevent you. If you don't believe me, just try!" Looking sideways, Sakurai narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, is it?" With a sneer, Vulcan raised his head and looked at the ball basket not far ahead, "If you can defend it, you can defend it!"

After finishing speaking, before Sakurai could react, Vulcan suddenly stepped sideways like lightning, and walked past Sakurai's side like a ghost.

With a quick dribble, he sprints to the basket.

"Hmph! Want to slam dunk? Don't even think about it!!" Responding quickly, Sakurai quickly turned around, clenched the rhythm, and suddenly chased after Vulcan.

Grabbing the basketball vigorously, Vulcan jumped with one foot, and flew towards the basket like the wind, stretching his arms and desperately sending the ball to the basket.

"I said it!" Immediately following Vulcan's take-off, Sakurai jumped up almost clinging to Vulcan's back, "Want to score a goal? Don't even think about it!!!" Gritting his teeth, he shouted loudly, "I'm going to show you Who is the stronger jumping ability!!!"

Looking at the two flying in the air in amazement, the faces of the people around them were frozen, and each of them gritted their teeth.

Looking at Vulcan's ball-holding arm so close at hand, Sakurai felt an unprecedented joy in his heart.

— can arrive!

——can block caps!

This match, they Xiangyue will definitely win!

"Vulcan, please prepare me for it!!!" Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and tried his best to reach for the basketball, Sakurai's eyes were tearing apart.

However, just when he felt that his fingertips were about to touch the basketball, the basketball disappeared from his vision.

Eyes wide open in astonishment, Sakurai opened her lips dumbly, not knowing why.

His body had slammed forward uncontrollably, and he subconsciously tilted his head, trying to figure out what happened.

The moment he lowered his eyes, he finally caught the movement of Vulcan.

——I saw him dexterously grasping the basketball, then swung his arms behind his back, and threw the basketball outside without hesitation.

"W-what?!!!" Seeing the basketball being passed back, Sakurai's heart suddenly darkened.

——He actually passed the ball at this juncture? !

The basketball flew out like lightning, and was firmly caught by Hinata standing outside the three-point line in the next second.

"Senior!! Good catch!!!" On the sidelines, Jiang Qi, Futian and others were so excited that they almost kicked over the bench.

9 seconds left.

Holding the basketball firmly, Hinata squinted at the basket, adjusting her movements.

However, just as he raised his arm to shoot the ball, his vision suddenly went black.

Raising his eyebrows in astonishment, he saw Yamada's huge body quickly blocking him: "Give up, Shirorin!"

Seeing that Yamada reached out and was about to intercept the ball, Hinata took a hard step back.

Noticing the opponent's movement, Yamada quickly filled the gap left by the opponent and gritted his teeth: "Do you think we haven't studied your Shirorin's tactics?! Want to use an inviolable shot again? Dreaming!!!"

Noticing Yamada's menacing figure approaching, Hinata took another step back, and then jumped back without hesitation.

Lowering the flag on the sidelines widened his eyes in astonishment: "F, Fadeaway?!!"

"But that arc..." Fukuda watched worriedly as Hinata threw the arc, and Fukuda was sweating, "The ball can't go in!..."

3 seconds left.

"Even if you can't get in, it doesn't matter." With her fingers pressed together, Lizi bowed and looked at the court with a confident smile on her lips.

"Teacher, coach?..." Jiang Qi and Futian were puzzled.

However, just as they were stunned, Kagami, who landed one after another with Sakurai, gritted his teeth and took off again without hesitation.

Noticing Vulcan's movements, Sakurai reacted spontaneously.

In the next second, he also flew up immediately.

"Alley-oop?!!!" Jiang Qi was dumbfounded.

"That's right." Lizi's eyes flickered sharply.

The palms of Kagami and Sakurai touched the basketball together.

2 seconds.

"You guys will never win!" Sakurai screamed, clasping the basketball tightly with his palms.

1 seconds.

Tightening all the muscles on his arms, Vulcan mustered all his energy and shouted: "This ball is for Cheng Rin!!!!"

Immediately afterwards, suppressing Sakurai's full strength, Kagami frantically dunked towards the basket.

In the next second, Sakurai restrained the palm of his hand, and the basketball slammed into the basket with a loud noise.

- The final whistle blew.

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