Chapter 7

If Yukimiya can maintain this level, and with a bit of luck doesn't run into Hikigaya ahead of time, then this year's Bai Shui Gym might be able to fight its way back into the All-Japan Middle School Tournament, and even make a real showing at the All-Japan Middle School Tournament itself.

At Yukimiya Kazuma's signal, Takefusa Masaki came up to the top of the arc and set a screen.

Yukimiya blew past the defense and went straight to the basket.

The opposing power forward's defense clearly couldn't keep up with Yukimiya, so the center had no choice but to come over to help.

In just an instant of defensive lapse, Yukimiya's peripheral vision immediately spotted the opening. He kept his shoulder and neck steady, his gaze never shifting. With a flick of his left hand, the basketball bounced off the floor and threaded through the gap in the opponent's double-team.

Cutting baseline, Takefusa Masaki once again received Yukimiya Kazuma's pass.

Once again, a pass so comfortable it needed zero adjustment.

He inwardly muttered a word of admiration.

Takefusa Masaki rode the momentum to finish off a one-handed dunk that was quite the luxury for a middle schooler.

"Beautiful, Kazuma!"

"Wow!"

"Great pass, Yukimiya-senpai!"

Xinsongzhi Sect coach: "That's already 4 assists, so fast…"

From the moment he stepped on the court, every play created an excellent offensive chance. Just in terms of passing, he was unquestionably top-tier—let alone his skilled use of vision while passing.

That was talent.