Kuroko's strongest ball god

"Small man, next time I will definitely not let you score so easily, absolutely not."

The black man looked at Lin Tian in the front half of Cheng Rin, and silently affirmed his thoughts in his heart.

The game is still going on, but now the opponent's basketball team members have gradually felt it. There seems to be an unknown pressure around them, and they are gradually forcibly pressing them towards them.

This feeling is a bit uncomfortable, as if even breathing is affected a little.

Just now, since Cheng Rin scored a goal, the control of the ball was naturally transferred to the opponent.

The dribbler is the captain of the opponent's basketball department, which looks like a point guard, but Lin Tian can see from some subtle places that the captain of the opponent's basketball department, the technique of the point guard is really bad.

Not to mention that compared with Lin Tian, ​​even Yi Yuejun on the side of Cheng Rin is much better than him.

Dribbling the ball, the captain of the opponent's basketball team quickly came to Cheng Rin's half. After arriving at Cheng Rin's half, he quickly passed the basketball in his hand and passed it to his side. The black man here.

After all, the black man is the trump card of his own basketball team anyway. If the black man has no way to play anymore, their team will not be far behind.

Passing, the speed of basketball moving in the air is very stable, the position is also extremely accurate, there is no slight deviation.

After all, passing is the most basic part of basketball. If a basketball player can’t even pass the ball, then he doesn’t have to play basketball.

Receiving the basketball from his teammates, the black man directly grabbed the basketball flying in the air with his right hand, put it on the right hand and steadily slapped it, steadily rushing towards the front of Cheng Rin halftime.

When the black dribble had just arrived in Cheng Rin's half, and before that black man had not burst into the depths of Cheng Rin's half, there was a man in front of him, fiery red hair, about one meter nine Height, burly figure, and bright eyes.

"It's so fast, sincere people have defended so quickly, but if it's just him, it shouldn't be very difficult."

The black man didn't look at the basketball in his hand, and was skillfully transported on the right hand. He raised his head and looked at the Vulcan Self in front of him. He was silently thinking about how to break through and score.

Due to a mistake made by the Vulcan Grande, the black man carrying the basketball looked down on the Vulcan Grandmother in front of him, thinking that he was only a little taller and his body looked slightly stronger. Some, in fact, the ball skills should be vulnerable.

Thinking about it, soon this black man showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and an inexplicable confidence emerged from his heart. He wanted to break through the red-haired sincere basketball team in front of him. When he scored a wild goal, he wanted to throw the basketball in his hands hard on Cheng Rin's rim under the unpredictability of all the people, to help his team regain a goal and let the other party know that his strength was definitely not It looks like Neiqiang is doing it.

"Sincere, just stand there and wait for my anger to vent!"

"Soon I will let you know what will happen to me when I get angry."

"There are also international students in the United States, which are definitely better than those in Japan, absolutely."

Slowly, the black man gradually fell into the fantasy in his mind. The more he thought about it, the happier he was, and the stronger the smile on his face.

"After the victory over Cheng Rin, our team will hit all the way, and finally encounter the miracle generation, and then I will beat the miracle generation hard."

Such thoughts filled the minds of black people. Endless fantasies led to his confidence becoming stronger and stronger. Now it can even be said that his confidence is so arrogant.

If you want to implement these ideas, you must now break through the Vulcan Self in front and win the game.

The black man turned his head and glanced at the No. 13 Cheng Rin, not far from him.

"That man, although he doesn't know why he can explode with such a perverted speed, and such a perverted jumping ability, but with such a physical quality, he certainly can't persevere on the basketball court for long."

"You only need to survive this period of time, then the victory of this game must be our team."

"Yes, that's it. The result must be this way."

On the basketball court, the black man increased the frequency of his dribbling, and his body was lowered a few points down, and he also placed the center under his feet.

He is ready to attack at any time. After breaking the Vulcan Self in front, he can win Chengling's score.

Everything is extremely beautiful, and the imaginary nature must be very beautiful.

However, will reality be as beautiful as imagined?

Reality is generally cruel, generally contrary to human imagination.

Only by the cruel reality can he force the young human beings to gradually grow and mature.

Black man, he moved, he burst out at an extremely fast speed and attacked towards Vulcan.

Although in Lin Tian's eyes, the black man's attack was weak, and there were no threats at all.

But the black man facing this time is Vulcan, a Vulcan that has not yet grown up, so there are still some dangers.

Looking at the black man in front of him, he closed his eyes quickly, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, his brain has become extremely calm at this time, Vulcan at this time, there will be no mistakes, and now he absolutely does not allow himself to make any mistakes.

"I haven’t been in vain for the past three weeks. I’m training crazy every day to deal with you, and now I’m finally playing against you, so I will never let you have such a good chance to shoot again. ."

Subconsciously, Vulcan himself lowered his body a few points, the center was also placed under his feet, opened his hands, and opened a new round of defense against the black man who was taller in front of him.

The spirit is already tense, any wind and grass will make Vulcan react, and at this time the black people's attacks have all been reflected in Vulcan's eyes, and the same countless training has made him do the best to deal with it. Offensive defense.

The black's first round of offense was successfully defended by Vulcan. There were no mistakes and he was not allowed to make mistakes.