Chapter 322

The doubt in Midorima's heart did not have to wait long; Aomine Daiki on the court gave the answer.

The final four minutes of the first half.

Facing Yukimiya Kazuma's defense, Aomine scored two more points.

But turning back, still near the free-throw line, Yukimiya Kazuma executed a series of footwork, then suddenly used his strength to shove past him, followed by his signature fadeaway jump shot. This time, Aomine's speed was slightly slower.

Suzuka Kaden, rushing over to help defend, simply committed a tactical foul.

Beep~!

"Black number seven, defensive foul!"

"Two free throws!"

Aomine Daiki: "..."

If both shots are made.

The score difference on the court will still be fifteen points.

Even though he had already poured out all his strength, this score difference was like an insurmountable chasm, blocking squarely before him.

Suzuka Kaden: "Haa... Sorry."

Aomine gave no reaction.

Imayoshi Shoichi, seeing this, stepped forward and patted Suzuka Kaden's back. "It's fine; this is unavoidable."

Though that is what was said...

the current situation was indeed not optimistic.

Half-time.

A fifteen-point deficit.

Moreover, regarding the showdown between Aomine and Yukimiya, although Yukimiya seemed to be playing more difficultly, looking at the result, if neither could stop the other, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

Just then.

Aomine suddenly let out a long sigh, then walked over to Sakurai Ryo's side. "Hey, Ryo, for the rebounds after this, let's switch places."

"Eh?"

On the other side.

Yukimiya Kazuma walked up to the free-throw line.

He immediately noticed that Aomine had not come to fight for the rebound.

Yukimiya Kazuma: "..."

Finally.

He couldn't hold back anymore?

At this moment, Aomine Daiki was standing outside the three-point line; Long Tian Zhang, standing beside him, could clearly hear the other's heavy panting.

Aomine Daiki: "Haa... Hah..."

When did it start?

On the morning of the match day.

Stepping out of the house while yawning.

When did it start that even when winning, he felt nothing at all?

There is no one stronger than me.

Nor is it possible to find one.

But...

I very much hope for an opponent who can release everything, always looking forward to a tense match where the outcome is undecided until the very last moment.

Haa...

"Thank you very much..."

"Yukimiya."

Deep within Aomine Daiki's heart, in the darkness, the door hidden there was pushed open by Aomine himself; light shone through the crack, reflecting on Aomine's face, which he could not control from joy.

Swish~!

Yukimiya Kazuma made the second free throw.

The instant after making it, he immediately turned his head to look for Aomine Daiki!

In silence.

Aomine arrived at the baseline.

Wakamatsu Kosuke, who was inbounding the ball, and Imayoshi Shoichi not far away, both saw Aomine's current state; the instant Imayoshi Shoichi saw Aomine's expression, his eyes suddenly widened.

Catching the ball.

Facing Yukimiya Kazuma's defense starting from the baseline.

Aomine took a deep breath, and then...

Crack~!

Pii~!

Paa~!

Blue!

Restless lightning~!

Suddenly surged forth from the depths of his eyes!

Then, two arcs of electricity flashed past Yukimiya Kazuma's eyes, followed by a sharp sound of tearing through the air; with no time to react, the figure simply vanished before his eyes!

The 'Ghost Spider' that could always provoke some reaction before.

Completely broken!

Right after...

That He Xiuyang.

Long Tian Zhang.

Dakou Longzhi.

Tsuchiya Dahe.

Aomine Daiki passed through every single person of Izunomiya, none of whom had time to react; only a faint flash of lightning seemed to appear before their eyes, and Aomine Already vanished without a trace.

Turning back in shock!

The half-court where the defenders failed to retreat in time, the half-court where the attackers failed to keep up with the offense.

In the empty half-court, only Aomine stood there, scoring so easily with a casual layup.

Izunomiya vs. Kirihara.

56:43.

When the ball fell from the net, rolling out of bounds with a pitter-patter, everyone, both on and off the court, fell silent as if struck dumb.

"Aomine..."

"What happened? Am I not seeing things?"

"How could he be so fast?"

"Is this Aomine's true strength? Just now, he got past every single player of Izunomiya by himself, including that Yukimiya Kazuma who had been locked in a struggle with him for the entire half!"