Kuroko's strongest ball god

After accumulating, the Negro had jumped up suddenly, and he had reached the air in an instant, and stretched out his hands to directly block himself above, so that Lin Tian did not have any chance to shoot.

"In this way, you don't have any chance to shoot."

Slowly, the black man showed a madness of joy on his face, as if after a long time of being suppressed, he suddenly found a chance to turn over.

In the air, Lin Tian used both hands to grasp the basketball tightly in front of him, and turned his eyes to the black man in front of him.

However, in this jump, the black people have blocked all the roads ahead, and even Lin Tian has felt that the black people have formed a copper wall and iron walls at this time, so a simple shot directly can never fall into the basket.

However, no one in this basketball stadium except Lin Tian himself knew of the existence of the pseudo-king-level ball skill "Julie Ball".

Looking at the black man in the sky, Lin Tian moved the basketball he was holding up a few points upward.

Lin Tian grabbed the basketball with both hands and put on an extremely weird posture. It seemed that he didn't want to shoot at all.

After this posture was put out, Lin Tian felt that his arms protected a punch in an instant, especially when he was wearing a loose ball uniform of the Shining Basketball Department and his arms were exposed.

Suddenly, Lin Tian's arms soared in a circle, which naturally attracted the attention of many people. The black man who was defending in front was naturally the first to see, and those who sat in the audience of Cheng Rin also found out. Lin Tian's arms are strange.

"Lin Tian, ​​is this the last time you did not use the ball skills?"

Qingfeng Dahui sat in position, squinting at all the actions of Lin Tian in the basketball court.

Beside Qingfeng Dahui, Taojing May naturally looked extremely serious, as if for him, for him, these things were extremely precious data, and it was a great achievement for his basketball department.

"Lin Tian, ​​you really hide the hole cards."

"Let me see how powerful your card is."

Huang Tai Liangtai was sitting beside Qingfeng Dahui, and was also watching the game very seriously.

In the green room beside Huang Set, there was no expression on his face, but his eyes were constantly flashing, and he touched the wooden frog in his hand from time to time, and no one knew him. What are you trying to write?

Maybe he was watching the game seriously, or maybe he was silently remembering the play of Seongin's basketball club.

In the basketball court, deep in the first half of the Xinxie Academy, Lin Tian’s arms had already expanded a circle than before, and his posture became more and more weird, but everyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Tian was about to shoot .

The most stressed is the black people who are defending.

I saw that he had spread his hands and blocked all the space, but in this way he still had no sense of security in his heart, as if his defense would be destroyed at any time.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he can't break through defense like me, absolutely impossible."

The Negro shook his head, firmed up his beliefs, and at the same time tightened his defense.

With the passage of time, Lin Tian's arms not only swelled a large circle, but also the green tendons on his arms had exploded obviously, and the green tendons still wriggled from time to time.

The thin body, and the pair of sturdy arms that do not match this body, everything looks very strange.

"That's it, you want to defend my shot?"

It wasn’t Lin Tian who looked down on him and thought he couldn’t defend, but he knew very well how terrifying his power was with the fake king-level ball skill “juli ball”.

Even the walls created under modern technology, the effect of the display of the pseudo-king-level ball skill "Juli Ball" can create a very obvious white mark, not to mention the human body.

This is almost like a trigger car, which is almost impossible.

Soon, Lin Tian's arms swelled to the extreme, and the green tendons on his arms were extremely uncommon.

Pseudo-King-level ball skill "Juli Ball" is activated.

After the thought flashed in his brain, Lin Tian threw out the basketball on his arm in an instant and threw it toward the opponent's basket.

In this way, the great strength and horrible speed of the basketball portable player are moving forward.

On the move, basketball seemed to turn into a blurry line, mixed with a tremendous power.

As the basketball got out of the control of Lin Tian's arm, a terrifying momentum appeared on the basketball court, as if attacking the blacks like a wave.

In the air, looking at the basketball that was constantly coming towards him, the black pupil's pupil shrank suddenly, and inadvertently, the body began to tremble, and a drop of fine sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead, a breath that suffocated him. Enveloped him.

"Sane told him that at the speed, power, and strength of this ball, he must not be able to block it with his hands, otherwise there will be serious consequences."

However, he didn't do that. His hands were still held high, and there was a trace of perseverance in his eyes. There was no idea of ​​retreating at all. He knew that he had no room for retreat. He must get the ball. under.

But is he really capable, will this ball come next?

In the air, the speed of basketball seems to exceed the speed of sound, and immediately came to the front of the black man, about to hit the black man's hand.

"This ball must be stopped. There is no room for retreat. I must stop it."

At this moment, the horror momentum became more clear. In the eyes of the black man, the moving basketball seemed to turn into a huge meteorite, and he quickly smashed it towards him, terrifying.

"No, you have to escape, you have to escape, you have to escape!"

"You must run away immediately, otherwise there might be great danger."

"Escape, escape, escape, you must escape..."

At the last moment, the black man regretted that he couldn't stop the ball. He felt that if he stopped, some bad things might happen.

As for what is the matter, then he is not very clear.

Just after the black man returned to sensible thinking, he had to withdraw his raised hands, not to stop the basketball that looked extremely horrible. It looked like a meteorite in rapid movement.

However, the black man did not have this opportunity, he had no time to take his hands back.

Although thinking is a matter between moments, it is only the momentary time that has been consumed, which has made him unable to withdraw his hands.

No one knows exactly what will be caused by forcible blocking.