Chapter 42

Through continuous rhythm adjustments, Ryuta Akira still couldn't break through Yukimiya Kazuma's defense.

Then...

Yukimiya Kazuma took the initiative. He suddenly lunged out. Ryuta Akira, in a panic, tried to change direction to the other side to save the play, but Yukimiya had already seen through it.

Slap~!

Ryuta Akira went past.

The ball was gone.

It had been snatched into Yukimiya Kazuma's hands.

The basketball disappeared from his hands, and Ryuta Akira stood frozen in place as if hit by a pressure point.

How is this possible?

It's only been a few months?!

Can this be the same Yukimiya Kazuma I saw last time?!

Ryuta Akira was stolen from by Yukimiya Kazuma on his first attack. He had thought about how he would crush Yukimiya on the court, but he had never imagined this scene.

And Yukimiya had no time to pay attention to Ryuta Akira; he had already dribbled into the front court.

"Whoa!"

"So fast!"

"He actually stole the ball from Ryuta-kun?!"

"I told you... this guy is a monster..."

The Tou-Chikuto spectators in the stands rubbed their eyes in disbelief. The usually steady ace Ryuta Akira had been cleanly stripped of the ball by the white-haired kid on the other side!

The more shocked the Tou-Chikuto fans were, the more joyful the Hakusuikan bench was.

Coach Shinmatsu Osamu was even more so, turning his head to glance at the Tou-Chikuto side, scanning back and forth like a scanner on an old man with equally gray hair.

Heh~

Old guy!

Did you see that? Yukimiya Kazuma, from Hakusuikan!

On the Hakusuikan bench, after shaking off the shadow of Teiko, the team was revitalized, in a state of vibrant growth.

Most importantly, Yukimiya's performance was so beautiful, completely suppressing this so-called Tokyo District No. 2, and the violent 1v1 steal at the start was the most exciting part!

Ryuta Akira chased, but Yukimiya Kazuma had already crossed the half-court, then killed his way to the basket, jumping with all his might. His vertical leap had already reached 85, allowing him to glide slightly and press the ball into the basket.

After scoring, because it was just the beginning, Yukimiya Kazuma didn't let out a war cry.

Instead, he very 'politely' caught the ball. At this moment, Ryuta Akira, who was more than a step slow, came over with a dark face.

Yukimiya Kazuma wore his signature gentle smile, gently pressing the ball into Ryuta Akira's arms, then turned back to the Hakusuikan half-court. Thus, a famous painting was frozen in the camera of the Pass Basketball reporter.

!!!

Sometimes, excessive modesty and politeness can be more arrogant than arrogance in the eyes of others.

Perhaps Yukimiya Kazuma's action wasn't intended that way, but all the students in the Tou-Chikuto stands took this gesture of Yukimiya Kazuma's as mockery.

Damn it!

Ryuta Akira looked at the ball in his hands, the anger in his eyes burning into a fire!

This was even more humiliating to him than when the senior he liked gave a love letter to someone else in front of him and was rejected in the end!

A rustling sound arose from the Tou-Chikuto spectator stands.

Taketou Yashiki high-fived the retreating Yukimiya Kazuma: "Kazuma, the guys from Tou-Chikuto are probably going to be pissed off by you. They were so loud at the beginning, and now they're just as miserable."

Yukimiya Kazuma was confused upon hearing this: "Pissed off by me? I didn't do anything, did I? I even deliberately controlled myself not to roar after the dunk just now."

"..."

"It's just that your action of putting the ball into Ryuta Akira's hands unhurriedly after the dunk is more humiliating than your usual roars."

"Huh?"

"That counts?"

"Then after the dunk, the ball just bounced to my hands, so I had to pass it back to Tou-Chikuto. It's just that Ryuta Akira appeared behind me so timely, so I just handed it to him."

"You can't blame me..."

Yukimiya Kazuma shook his head speechlessly. He just felt it was strange; why was it that the more polite he was on the court, the more fired up the opponents got?

He had discovered this when playing against Teiko; he should give up this trick quickly.

Tou-Chikuto's turn.

Ryuta Akira glared at Yukimiya Kazuma: "Yukimiya, don't get too cocky, you guy. It's just one ball, don't think you've won against me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryuta Akira suddenly saw Yukimiya Kazuma hold up two fingers: "It's two balls. I've already scored two, and you're still at zero."

Ryuta Akira: "!!"

Veins popped on Ryuta Akira's forehead. He desperately wanted to hit an answer ball, and Yukimiya Kazuma's words made him refuse his teammates' screen in his rage.

Slap~

Slap~

Slap~

Ryuta Akira patiently used his dribbling to shift Yukimiya Kazuma's center of gravity, but just like the last result, the effect was minimal.

Boom~!

Ryuta Akira stomped his feet and exploded. He couldn't hold back anymore and directly exploded with full speed, wanting to complete a speed-based raid from Yukimiya's side.

But could he compete with him in speed? Moreover, Yukimiya Kazuma's positioning was excellent, and he had full psychological preparation for Ryuta Akira's offensive direction.

On the Hakusuikan bench, Shinmatsu nodded very satisfied. They say defense wins championships, and the top players are all excellent in both offense and defense. Shinmatsu saw the possibility of a super player in Yukimiya Kazuma. Of course, to go further, Yukimiya's offensive technique still needed further carving.

But things regarding offensive technique couldn't be rushed.

Now, just torture the ace of old man Mitsuno for me!

Ryuta Akira was completely pinned down by Yukimiya Kazuma. He couldn't break through Yukimiya Kazuma's defense with any of his dribbling shakes, including dribbling feints.

To be precise, playing normal techniques in ball handling, he couldn't possibly break free.

Panic had already appeared on his face. No matter what, he couldn't understand what had happened to Yukimiya Kazuma since their last encounter to cause such a earth-shaking change.

Where did that big, dumb guy who used to be easily shaken by him and could be molded however he wanted under his dribbling go?!

At this moment, Ryuta Akira, who was pinned at the top of the three-point arc, had nowhere to retreat. He had to fight to the death here.

Whoosh~

He passed...

No choice, he couldn't be stubborn.

Yukimiya Kazuma lunged over with a pair of long arms. He couldn't shake him off, and he couldn't break through him. He completely covered him in one go!

On the other side, the Tou-Chikuto power forward received the ball, but Ryuta Akira had consumed too much offensive time on this ball, so he could only force a jump shot. Under the interference of Hana Inryo, it was clear the ball was off as soon as it left his hand.

Clang~!

Taketou Yashiki secured the defensive rebound with all his might.

The first thing he did upon landing was to look for the white-haired one, who was quite conspicuous.

The basketball flew over following Yukimiya Kazuma's run. Hakusuikan's transition offense was their specialty. Under Yukimiya's handling, they could even steal some points in front of Teiko.

Hana Inryo and Teruyama Daisuke followed on both sides behind Yukimiya Kazuma. Tou-Chikuto didn't have the transition defense ability of Teiko, so a numbers advantage appeared. This situation was the most suitable scenario for 'Playmaking Master' to shine.

A head fake while sprinting showed the opposing defensive player.

Followed by a no-look pass, stylish and elegant.

The defensive player's attention was drawn to Hana Inryo by Yukimiya Kazuma's gaze, while Yukimiya just tapped with his fingertips, and the basketball had already fallen into Teruyama Daisuke's hands like a scalpel.

Teruyama Daisuke, who was left open, didn't need to adjust and went straight for the layup.

Swish~

"Ha!!"

Teruyama Daisuke imitated Yukimiya-senpai's movements, roaring after scoring!

The Tou-Chikuto spectators in the stands had very complicated feelings. On one hand, this ball was very beautiful, the pass was gorgeous, and the fast break planned by Yukimiya Kazuma was fleeting, flowing like mercury on the ground.

It's just...