Chapter 245

Midorima used his teammates’ screens to dribble laterally, his speed even faster, like a duck being chased.

He intentionally increased his running speed and release speed.

Because Tendou’s Thunder Breathing, First Form, Four-fold was rapidly nearing completion.

"Training yourself during the game?"

"Don’t look down on people, Tendou!"

Midorima absolutely did not acknowledge Tendou’s approach.

If it were him, he would have completed all his abilities before the game started.

That was what it meant to "do one’s best"!

Midorima’s consecutive three-pointers completely ignited the enthusiasm of the Shutoku fans in the south stands.

They shouted, roared, and cheered, cheering for the team with all their might.

The point gap between the two sides had been chased back to single digits.

This was the power of the three-pointer; even though Kirisaki First kept scoring, Shutoku was chasing points almost every possession.

This was also the reason Midorima was so obsessed with the three-pointer.

He firmly believed that the three-pointer was the strongest means to win the game, bar none.

If he kept shooting like this, it wasn’t impossible for him to put up a performance like Klay Thompson’s 37-point quarter.

Tendou remained silent, responding with actions.

The next possession.

Facing the double-team of the Shutoku duo, he again made a gesture to drive and pass.

But this time he didn’t choose to pass; instead, he retreated to the three-point line like lightning.

*Swish!*

The ball went in!

A throat-slitting three-pointer that suppressed the voices of the Shutoku fans at the scene.

It was also a step-back jumper; compared to him, Hyuga Junpei’s "Barrier Jumper" was not even in the same league.

With the addition of the anime’s special effects.

Midorima and Takao Kazunari were completely frozen, watching helplessly as Tendou pulled back and shot.

The whole process was elegant and effortless.

"The three-pointer is not your exclusive weapon, Midorima."

Whatever method you use to provoke me, I will return it in the same way.

This was Tendou’s pride.

The fans at the scene were all attracted by his dominance, and the Tendou fan club went collectively wild, shouting that they wanted to bear his children.

They were numerous, all female fans, from middle school to college, and even little brats in elementary school were among them, tall, short, fat, or thin, holding various support items and cheering for Tendou.

Midorima kept a straight face, as if nothing could shake his heart.

This was intentional; only by maintaining absolute calm could he make his shots more accurate.

But at this moment, beneath his calm surface, his heart couldn’t help but become anxious.

Because Tendou’s speed was getting faster and faster.

He was constantly improving, as if there was no end, but he himself had already reached his limit and couldn’t get any faster.

Any faster, and his shooting percentage couldn’t be guaranteed.

Finally.

At the 7th minute of the second quarter, Tendou’s Thunder Breathing, First Form, Four-fold was completed.

Midorima used his teammates’ screens to move laterally quickly.

He was also shooting three-pointers, which meant his movement could only be outside the three-point line.

Unless Kirisaki First’s people surrounded him, he would pass the ball to a teammate rolling to the basket.

But this time.

After he started running, Tendou had already bent his legs to gather power.

The golden lightning was even more dazzling, galloping near his feet, the flickering light making his face look even more solemn.

Through the Six Eyes, Tendou saw through all futures and found a "broad road" to the finish line.

"Thunder Breathing, First Form!"

"Four-fold!"

He whispered, and both legs exerted force at the same time, shooting out violently.

It was also at this moment that the Shutoku members saw the shadow of that black monster.

There were four of them, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, standing near the Shutoku players.

This wasn’t the monster splitting into four, but the positions Tendou would pass through.

*Whoosh!*

Tendou transformed into a streak of white light, weaving through the crowd, running through the four-person screen in one breath.

The Shutoku people could see it, but they couldn’t do much; their bodies couldn’t react in time.

*Screech!*

Tendou stepped heavily on the floor with his right foot, his bright eyes staring at the basketball in Midorima’s hands.

"It’s over, Midorima!"

He reached out suddenly; Midorima gritted his teeth to speed up his shot, but in a trance, he seemed to see a blade of light slashing toward his face.

"Release!"

The real-world audience only saw the screen go black, and then it was slashed open by a blade of light.

They frantically spammed the white-font "Release," numbering in the thousands.

*Slap!*

Midorima’s shot was disrupted, and the ball was picked up by Haizaki, who had been waiting for a long time, and he charged directly toward the front court.

"It’s finally... completed..."

Many people knew this moment would come, but they didn’t expect it to be so fast.

From the first time Tendou displayed Thunder Breathing, First Form, only 7 minutes had passed, but his four-fold was already completed.

"Get back on defense!" Nakatani Nita roared from the sidelines.

The Shutoku players immediately sprinted back; they were disciplined and had high tactical literacy.

First, one person forced Haizaki to stop, disrupting Kirisaki First’s fast break opportunity, while the others quickly fell into a set defense.

"These guys are tough enough."

Haizaki clicked his tongue in annoyance, preparing to play a set offense.

Tendou, however, disagreed, calling out softly, "Haizaki."

The latter, upon hearing this, subconsciously threw the ball over.

Tendou didn’t look back, reaching out with one hand to catch the ball.

In an instant, Shutoku’s defensive attention shifted from Haizaki to Tendou.

They spread out their formation, determined to block this monster no matter what.

Tendou didn’t even pause for half a second, looking straight ahead, and charged with the ball.

"Thunder Breathing, First Form!"

"Three-fold!"

The fastest dribbling speed and the fastest running speed created the fastest drive in the country.

He passed them like wooden stakes, changing his position three times in a row, passing three people almost simultaneously.

The thunderous offensive pierced through Shutoku’s defensive line in one breath, making it impossible to resist.

People were shocked by this visual impact, their whole bodies sweating.

"Tendou!"

At the last moment, Midorima rushed back, shouting as he leaped into the air, reaching out with all his might.

"When will you guys ever correct these old bad habits?"