Kuroko's strongest ball god

After all of this, Lin Tian's face was still Yun Qingfeng's light expression, and he didn't feel the smug expression for the three-pointer he scored. After all, this is just a three-pointer, nothing more.

Compared with Lin Tian, ​​the four people sitting in the Chengling Auditorium outside the basketball court, their eyes were slightly enlarged one by one, and inadvertently saw all their attention on the basketball court.

But the most important thing is to put his sight on Cheng Rin's thin and not high black body.

"what is that?"

"It seems that Kuroko's passing speed is completely different from the passing speed at Diguang Middle School."

"Did he learn any new skills from Kuroko?"

"Hei Zi, you really made me never see through you."

Tao Jing's eyes widened in May, keeping calm as he watched the slowly moving Heizi Zheya on the basketball court. A bright luster flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Heizi, have you grown too!"

"I'm really looking forward to meeting you sincerely next time."

"Lin Tian and Hei Zi, interesting, really interesting."

Qingfeng Dahui was sitting on the seat, his fingers were folded together, and he put it on his legs steadily. Looking at the front, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. For this basketball game, he gradually began to care about it. .

Although he knew that in this national qualifier, it was absolutely impossible for the side of Seongin College to lose, but he just wanted to see what would happen next.

Lin Tian's three-pointer successfully fell into the basket, so the score also changed again.

5:0

At this time, the black man slowly ran towards his own basketball half-court, and there was a gap between his eyes and the previous one. If he was arrogant and meaningless before, then now a trace of fear appeared in his heart.

It's just that it didn't take long for the game to begin, and it wasn't Cheng-yin who had control of the basketball at the beginning of the game, but now that Cheng-yin's side had already scored a full five points, but their basketball department was only at zero points.

A score of zero. This score really contains a strong sense of sarcasm. It really gave them a very strong pressure on the five people on the basketball court. Such pressure makes it difficult for them to think, even even themselves. The movements on the basketball court may become somewhat rigid.

For the generation of miracles, this title really does not seem to blow out.

And sincerity has defeated the miracle generation, how terrifying their strength will be.

The black man returned to his own half and opened his eyes wide to the five people in front of Cheng Rin, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Perhaps, the five people who are sincere, haven't used their real strength yet!"

In this way, the idea of ​​the black people really changed quietly at this moment, from the idea of ​​wanting to hang all Japanese universities all the way in Japanese universities, to the ugliness of wanting not to lose in this round.

The game is still going on, but obviously the black man seems to be a lot more cautious. He hasn't acted as hard as he used to. He no longer desperately wants to break through the goal as he just did.

Now, what he thinks about is not so ugly as not to lose. It doesn't matter if he can't score the ball, the score shouldn't be so big.

Dribbling, coming to Cheng Rin's halftime, trying to attack, in the end, the basketball in his hand will be taken more or less by the blackspots or Lin Tian, ​​and finally the whole team will lose points.

Time is passing slowly, there are still five people standing on the basketball court, as if everything is the same as before, but there are some differences.

At this point, time has come to the second quarter of the game, and the ten minutes of the first quarter have just passed.

On the basketball court, the black man turned his head and glanced at the time.

In the second quarter, there are six minutes left in this quarter.

But while he looked at the time, his eyes also crossed the score data of those two universities, 32:0.

The gap between the scores is extremely dazzling. The two numbers 32 and zero are nothing, but the two numbers appear in the scores of the two colleges and universities, and it becomes a little different.

He turned his head down, squeezed his hands into fists tightly, and his face became extremely gloomy.

Zero points, this extremely embarrassing score, is constantly stimulating the hearts of black people.

Up to now, the game has continued for more than ten minutes, but their team's score is still at zero, which makes black people very uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

In such a long period of playing basketball, he has never experienced that his basketball team has played more than ten minutes, and he has been in a state of zero points. It has never happened.

"Sheng Rin's number 13, maybe he is the real trump card there."

The black man turned his attention to Cheng Rin's half, Lin Tian.

He played basketball for more than ten minutes with Seong Rin, and the black man gradually felt the difference. The red hair in front of him brought some pressure to him.

However, it wasn't the one that put the most pressure on him. It was the thirteenth that Cheng Rin brought him the most pressure on.

Although his body looks very thin and his height is about 1.8 meters, the pressure on him is not comparable to that of red hair.

He remembers very clearly that as long as Cheng Ling got the basketball on the thirteenth, no one on his side would be able to defend it. Even if five people defended together, he would be easily left behind by him. Any ability to block.

Since the black man came to this university in Japan, he has never encountered this situation, nor has he played such a difficult game, but he has encountered it now, more than ten minutes, they have even one None of the goals can be scored.

This feeling really made him feel uncomfortable and embarrassing.

"Oh, this American student, why does it look so rubbish!"

"Yeah! Yeah! I feel like this American student, his strength is just like that! It's hard to go anywhere."

"American students? Huh, if I play, maybe even better than him."

Outside the basketball court, in the auditorium, a loud discussion sound was constantly reaching the black man's ears.

Those people's discussions made him unable to keep his brain calm. Those people's discussions made him feel as if he was humiliated.

However, the black man could not refute these words. He knew that with his zero score on his side, he could only close his mouth and silently bear these hard-to-ear words.