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Chapter 247

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"Thunder, Breathing!"

"Whoosh!"

Tendou gathered power briefly and rushed out again.

The Shutoku people felt like they were going crazy, and the audience in front of the screen also opened their mouths wide.

The heaven-defying special effects made the moment Tendou started look like a storm had been whipped up, blowing the hair of those nearby.

The camera focused on Tendou, and the audience couldn’t see the surroundings at all; everything was blurred, retreating crazily.

Then.

Just as Takao Kazunari was about to finish, Tendou’s terrifying figure suddenly circled in front of him, his feet stepping hard on the brakes, his body dragged by inertia for a dozen centimeters before stopping.

"What a monster, how fast was he running just now!" Takao Kazunari looked as if he were watching a horror movie.

How fast did one have to be for Tendou, whose physical fitness was the most balanced and powerful, to be unable to stop during a sudden halt, being dragged by inertia for a dozen centimeters?

"No, now is not the time to think about these things."

Takao Kazunari subconsciously wanted to stay away; no matter how confident he was, he wouldn’t be stupid enough to challenge Tendou.

Especially since the team was still trailing, and every possession was precious.

Too late!

"Don’t think about running, Hawk-Eye kid!"

The audience had originally been shocked by Tendou’s extreme speed, but hearing this, they suddenly wanted to laugh a little.

They sighed one after another, saying it was just like Tendou, not forgetting to tease his opponent during the game, full of personality.

"Release."

Tendou quickly reached out his right arm, poking the ball away from Takao Kazunari’s hands.

Then, he squeezed past the opponent, picked up the ball, and charged toward the front court again.

"I won’t let you pass, Tendou!" Midorima met him.

If Murasakibara had the best static talent in the interior, then among the perimeter players of the Generation of Miracles, Midorima’s static talent was the best.

He had a height of 195cm and a weight of 79kg, which ensured he had almost no mismatch disadvantages; he wouldn’t lose to anyone he matched up against, only gain an advantage.

But...

"You will move aside."

Tendou subconsciously thought of that chuunibyou young master in the stands and blurted it out.

"Eight!"

*Boom!*

The basketball instantly seemed to go wild; Tendou pressed forward, and Midorima felt immense pressure, forced to retreat repeatedly.

"Eight!"

The ball was like a wild beast, jumping constantly, unpredictable.

It was also Midorima’s first time facing such "aggressive" dribbling, forced to retreat repeatedly by Tendou.

No matter what he did, it was useless; Tendou could always react in advance, rendering his defense ineffective.

Before, he had only talked glibly in the stands; now, truly experiencing it, he finally understood this sense of powerlessness.

"All actions are seen in advance!"

"Defense completely neutralized!"

Tendou continued to press forward, which brought immense pressure to Midorima.

Finally, he had nowhere to retreat, and his body suddenly fell down uncontrollably.

*Thump!* Midorima landed on his butt, the pupils behind his lenses trembling uncontrollably.

Tendou swept his gaze and retracted it, passing by Midorima with the ball.

Then...

*Boom!*

As the hoop let out a "wail," Tendou hung on the rim.

Otsubo Taisuke attempted to intercept, but ended up being dunked out of bounds by Tendou.

"Fastest speed, strongest power, how can such a person exist."

The scales of victory began to tilt toward Kirisaki First.

Tendou had already taken control of the situation on the court.

"An 18-point gap, about to be stretched to 20 points again!"

"This is Kirisaki First, this is Tendou Tiandao Tiandao Jingyan..."

Fans across the country, and even the participating teams, were shocked by the strength of Kirisaki First, or rather, Tendou.

Shutoku was already one of the best teams in the country; those comparable to them could be counted on one hand, yet they were being suppressed by Kirisaki First the whole time.

Takao Kazunari had experienced a match against Teiko in middle school.

That was the most powerless game he had ever played.

It was just that Midorima was on the opposite side at the time, and he was high-spirited, a member of Teiko’s national dominance.

At this moment, he was beaten into a daze by his "old teammate," sitting silently on the floor, unable to stand up for a while.

He could somewhat understand that feeling, because he had experienced it himself.

Takao Kazunari walked over and reached out his hand, his tone cautious, "Stand up, Shin-chan."

Midorima, upon hearing this, was just about to stand up when the back of his head was slapped heavily by another hand.

It was Miyaji Kiyoshi, who stared fiercely at Midorima, "How long are you going to sit there, you Four-Eyes, or I’ll smash your glasses!"

Midorima was stunned, his hairstyle messed up, looking somewhat comical.

"Hurry up and pull yourself together; didn’t you see they haven’t given up yet?" Kimura Shinsuke also came over to encourage him, pointing to the south stands.

At this moment, besides Kirisaki First’s fans and Tendou’s followers, most neutral spectators were also cheering for Kirisaki First.

But Shutoku’s fans were still struggling against the other side with all their might, trying to let the Shutoku players hear their support.

"It’s not over yet; cheer up and return a goal to them first."

Otsubo Taisuke threw the ball to the point guard Takao Kazunari.

Then, the three Shutoku seniors ran toward the front court together, their figures stretched very, very long.

The two first-years looked at their backs, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.

Takao Kazunari and Midorima Shintaro—in terms of talent, they were stronger than those three seniors.

But both of them respected those three seniors from the bottom of their hearts.

"I really want to play more games with them."

"Yeah."

"After all, the seniors are already in their third year."

"Yeah."

Midorima just gave a simple "Yeah," but he had already stood up from the ground.

Kuroko, in the stands, noticed and said decisively.

"The outcome hasn’t been decided yet."

"Kuroko?"

"Because they haven’t given up yet!"

This scene was seen by Tendou through the anime.

This was the highlight moment belonging to Shutoku and Midorima; the game pressure wasn’t high, and he occasionally watched anime while playing.

But he saw Kuroko preaching his "you can win if you don’t give up" theory again.

Shutoku’s offense.

All five of them were not affected by the point gap that was about to exceed 20 points.

They carried out their team philosophy, implementing "unyielding" to the end.

Takao Kazunari and Midorima exchanged a look and made up their minds.

Ever since he had witnessed the terror of the Six Eyes, Midorima had understood.


— Author's Notes —

PS: Three chapters today, a bit of a "difficult birth," spent over an hour on the computer and only managed to squeeze out a fart; my lower back is sore, going to rest.

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