Chapter 270

One confirmation is enough.

It's not that bastard Imayoshi Shoichi.

To think he'd tempt him with a photo book, and even tie him up in a burlap sack—damned slit-eyed fox.

After wiping his hands, Yukimiya Kazuma turned to look at Facing Qingfeng; the guy didn't seem to have any intention of leaving right away either.

"Did you prepare properly for the game? It's not going to be that thing again where you can't find anyone in the first half and only show up in the second half, right? If you lose to me because of something like that, that'd be way too stupid~"

"......"

Bastard Yukimiya.

And he still dares to say he was on guard against me?

Doesn't he know his own game better?

"Don't worry, I'll crush you from the very start when the time comes—provided you make it to the bracket finals. Midorima isn't easy to deal with."

"Whether it's Midorima or you, I won't lose to either."

"Hmph, the only one who can beat me is me."

"Save the big talk for later."

Because the Group D semifinals were held simultaneously in two venues, Izumikan couldn't go watch Shutoku's game in person due to their match against Kirisaki Daiichi.

The result of the game was learned on the return school bus after the match.

Besides the unsurprising news that Shutoku had won their opponent and advanced to the Group D finals, the slightly earlier news from Group A—that Seirin had beaten Shouhoku—also came in at the same time.

Neither of these two pieces of news was surprising.

Shutoku goes without saying.

And Seirin, with the additions of Takefuji Masaki and Liang Huayin, had grown considerably stronger than before; even if Shouhoku could overcome the weakness of their Ancient Martial Arts, the gap in offensive firepower was far too wide, so they wouldn't be a match for Seirin.

On the school bus.

"We're up against the Generation of Miracles next game."

Long Tian Zhang suddenly sighed, then continued, "Aren't we kind of unlucky, running into the Generation of Miracles in the group stage......"

Dakou Longzhi shook his head, glanced at Yukimiya Kazuma whose expression showed no ripple, and said, "The unlucky ones aren't us—it's the opponents."

"The Generation of Miracles......"

"Eliminated in the group stage."

Just thinking about it, Dakou Longzhi, whose entire middle school career had been under the dark rule of the Generation of Miracles, felt a faint thrill at the thought of single-handedly dragging a god down into the mud.

Midorima Shintaro, the dream of every middle school shooter-type player—Tsuchiya Dahe naturally paid plenty of attention to Shutoku. "Shutoku's strength is no joke......"

"They're probably the only team in the block that can match us in height."

"Center Otsubo Taisuke, 198 cm."

"Power forward Kimura Shinsuke, 187 cm."

"Small forward Miyaji Kiyoshi, 191 cm."

"Shooting guard Midorima Shintaro, 195 cm."

"Point guard Takao Kazunari, 176 cm."

Long Tian Zhang's face suddenly changed when he heard this. "Huh? Midorima Shintaro is 195 cm, and he's still playing shooting guard in high school? Then I......"

He Xiuyang rolled his eyes at Long Tian Zhang and said speechlessly, "Don't worry, you'll be guarding the point guard when the time comes. Midorima Shintaro will definitely be Yukimiya's responsibility. You really dare to think it?"

"No......"

"Why am I guarding the point guard?"

"183—you're the closest in height to Shutoku's point guard. Besides him, who else could you guard?"

Long Tian Zhang: "......"

183!

183!

Damned 183!

He was definitely still in his growth period right now!

He had to grow a bit taller—at least taller than that bastard He Xiuyang!

On the other side.

Yukimiya Kazuma indeed didn't have much feeling about the match against Shutoku.

The only expectation was probably just that, after beating Shutoku, he'd get some kind of badge or something at that level.

Among the Generation of Miracles.

The Yellow and Green ones—at least at this stage of I·H, Yukimiya Kazuma had the least doubt when playing against them.

Kise, who started playing basketball the latest and had the lowest maturity among the Generation of Miracles, hadn't yet acquired 'Perfect Copy,' and was the Miracle that Seirin originally cut down first as a sacrifice.

Midorima, who rained threes all over the court like chopping melons and vegetables, was indeed awesome, but Kagami's 'Super Jump' was quite the targeted counter; moreover, he was still obsessed with three-pointers, and aside from threes, he barely had any other scoring methods—essentially telling others outright, come defend my threes.

And quite coincidentally, Yukimiya Kazuma also had 'Super Jump,' and not the winter-endurance kind like Kagami 707 that poops out after a few hops, but a hybrid type based on 91.2 vertical, boosted by 'I Love Blocking Jump Shots.'

Soon.

The Group D final between Izumikan and Shutoku arrived as scheduled.

Shutoku High's team bus had already parked in the gymnasium's parking lot.

Takao Kazunari got off first, looked at the gymnasium not far away, and said quietly, "So fast—in the blink of an eye we're already playing Izumikan......"

As one of those who had personally watched Seirin and Izumikan's practice match, the normally cheerful Takao Kazunari had been unusually serious in expression from the very start today.

Because he knew very well......

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