Kuroko's strongest ball god

Chapter 124: Rin scores, Negro's anger

"You're just a little faster. Basketball skills are definitely bad."

"Yes, it must be."

In front of Lin Tian, ​​the dragon was silently thinking in his heart. He opened his hands and was ready to stop this person who did not put himself in his eyes, letting him know that his strength was absolutely not weak.

Dribbling, Lin Tian looked calmly at the front. The frequency of the dribbling did not have any disturbance at all, and was always in a relatively normal rhythm. However, after Lin Tian was about to attack and break through, the rhythm of the dribbling suddenly accelerated. The previous rhythm is completely different and there is a huge gap.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, cast a platinum-level ball skill "Eagle's Eye" to observe the surroundings, checked the positions of the other members of the opponent, and then launched a breakthrough.

"Sure enough, I still look too high on you. If you want to defend me in such a position, then you can tell the idiot that dreams are like no other."

In an instant, Lin Tian lowered his body, the frequency of basketball slaps suddenly increased at this moment, and his eyes gradually filled with a sense of determination, as if they were the eyes of those fierce eagles in the sky, which made people shudder. a feeling of.

The offensive had already begun at this time. At this time, no one had that ability and blocked Lin Tian in front of him.

Standing in front of the dragon set, a slight turn, coupled with Lin Tianna's already terrifying speed, immediately flung away the dragon set in front and went directly to the other half.

The speed, terrifying, is like a black lightning, and it has moved to the distance in an instant.

At this time, all the people have not made any movements, and can only stay in place. Lin Tian did not give them any chance to respond.

A second later, Lin Tian hurriedly came to the other half, and his footsteps were still running without any stop or slow down.

At this moment, they finally reacted and finally were able to move their bodies, but the thin figure in front of them was enough to make them feel a deep weakness.

His speed is too horrible.

Although they were back in defense, the speed of the five of them couldn't keep up with the figure in front of them. They could only watch the figure move frantically, constantly approaching their own basket.

Outside of the basketball court, Shinjiro Oma extended his right hand, moved the position of his glasses, and looked at Lin Tian, ​​who was running wildly on the basketball court.

"His speed, ability to jump, and timing are really powerful."

"However, if this is the case, Ryo Wase will not lose to him, he certainly has no cards to show."

In a position next to Shintaro Oma, Aoyama Dahui was sitting there, but he looked bored and his eyes looked loose, not particularly concerned about the situation on the basketball court.

"Alas, maybe this game, there is nothing to watch, as for the strength of the other party, it is estimated that Lin Angels does not need to give his full strength and will lose."

Qingfeng Dahui leaned back on the chair, shook his head helplessly, stretched out his right hand and took out his ears. He came here originally to see Lin Tian playing, but it was completely different from what he had imagined.

"It seems that I really think too much, maybe this whole game is not interesting."

"Perhaps, even that weird ball skills can make people stay for a while, Lin Tian will not use them."

On the basketball court, Lin Tian had dribbled to the depths of the opponent's basketball court at half time, and the basketball of the opponent was not far away.

At the moment, no one from the opponent's basketball department was able to come over and block themselves, which is really ridiculous.

In terms of their position and layout, they still want to play against the perverts of the miracle generation, and even want to win. I really think too much!

Quickly ran under the opponent's rim, grabbed the basketball firmly with his right hand, looked at the rim in the air, and ran past.

Lin Tian gave the opponent a straight three-step layup, which was the most labor-saving and convenient.

Dunk or something, although it boosts morale, not only will it consume a lot of energy, but the most important thing is that your hands will hurt!

Lin Tian had tested it on the basketball court in his own basketball stadium. After the slam dunk, his hands would be painful for a period of time. Although this pain was not very long, it was always uncomfortable.

It’s better to give Vulcan his slam dunk. It’s enough to make a layup in three steps. You don’t need to slam dunk.

Basketball enters the hoop and Cheng Rin scores.

After scoring, the scores of both sides also changed.

2:0

Goals, very easy goals, direct goals in the eyes of everyone, the opponent has no resistance at all.

After scoring a goal, Lin Tian ran back to his own half. When he passed by the black member of the opposing basketball team during the jog, Lin Tian gave him a disdainful smile and whispered.

"Just like you, you want to compete with the miracle generation, and even want to defeat the miracle generation."

"I can only say that you are really too naive. Even in a hundred years, you cannot beat the miracle generation with your strength. Even if you catch up with them, you don't have that ability."

After listening to Lin Tian's words, the black man could not bear such cynicism. Since he came to this basketball club, who has not respectfully talked to him, which one has not regarded it as the trump card of his basketball club?

However, now he has been subjected to such ridicule, the most important point is that he has not been able to refute these words.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

At this moment, the black man's face was flushed, and there were obvious green ribs around his neck, which were very thick. Even after the blood flowed, he was still wriggling, as if a fat worm crawled to his. The neck is average, and it looks a bit gritty and terrifying.

Seeing a black man like this, Lin Tian was really a little scared. He was afraid that the blood vessel of this black man would burst. Isn't this equal to killing someone indirectly!

But obviously, Lin Tian’s worry is superfluous. After all, this African American has lived for so many years, and it is impossible for him to be so fragile, so easy to burst blood vessels and die.

"That little man, thin and thin, sincere No. 13, who is he?"

"Why, such a thin body can burst into such a terrible speed on the basketball court, why?"

The black man's eyes widened, and he stared at Lin Tian in the half of Cheng Rin, squeezing his hands tightly. Even because he was too angry, he climbed into his eyes with scary blood.