Chapter 371
"Imitate the Generation of Miracles? How is that possible? Didn't Kuroko say that Kise couldn't imitate the Generation of Miracles?"
"That was the Kise-kun of the past; the current him..."
Kuroko is also unable to be certain; his former teammates have all become people who make him feel like a stranger.
On the court.
The Kaizō players are still fighting tooth and nail against the bad boys of Kirisaki Daiichi.
Kasamatsu Yukio grits his teeth, enduring the stinging pain from the opponent's iron elbows, and stubbornly pulls up for a jump shot.
The ball still doesn't go in.
Seto Kentaro and Hara Kazuya immediately box out to secure the rebound.
Seeing that possession is about to change hands again, Hayakawa Mitsuhiro lets out an unintelligible roar, leaps violently—almost hanging off someone while suspended in the air—and uses all his strength to swat the ball away.
Rather than handing the ball over, it is better to gamble on luck.
This is Kaizō's current predicament; every choice requires taking a risk.
The ball flies toward the sideline, and Moriyama Yoshitaka immediately goes to contest it, but is held back by his jersey by Yamazaki Hiroshi.
Just as the basketball is about to fly out of bounds and possession is about to change...
Before Tiandao's eyes, a golden light suddenly vanishes and rushes out.
It is Kise.
He replicates a classic Rodman moment, throwing his body out of bounds regardless of the cost, salvaging the ball that was otherwise lost, and precisely delivering it into the hands of Moriyama Yoshitaka.
The latter does not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and steadily sinks the crucial three-pointer.
"Oh!"
"Kise!"
"Great shot, Kaizō!"
His fighting spirit receives unanimous recognition from the entire arena.
Often, losing a game doesn't matter, because the fans are not blind; they can see the gap in strength.
As long as you truly give it your all and have no regrets in your heart, fans are not incapable of accepting defeat.
The current morale of Kaizō is fully affirmed by the fans.
"Is it just as simple as fighting hard?" Tiandao's gaze sweeps over Kise, who is pulling his teammate's arm to stand up.
He remembers very clearly that the moment Hayakawa Mitsuhiro made his move, Kise had already acted.
It is exactly the same as the scene seen through the Six Eyes.
"Kise-kun?" Satsuki blinks, seemingly somewhat incredulous.
Aomine also cracks a smile at this moment, laughing, "That guy, if he wants to do it, isn't he capable of doing it too?"
"Eh? Do what? What riddles are you two speaking in again?" Wakamatsu Kosuke turns his head to ask.
Satsuki explains to him, "That ball, Kise-kun might have predicted it in advance!"
"Predicted in advance? What does that mean?"
"It means exactly what it says."
Aomine is itching to take off his jacket right now and play a game against Kise.
"He has imitated his teammates thoroughly, used his brain to simulate the actions Hayakawa Mitsuhiro would take, and then performed reverse deduction—to a certain extent, he has achieved 'predicting the future'!"
Predicting the future?!
Isn't that the same as Tiandao's Six Eyes? The Tōō members are all shocked.
They thought the imitation that was most impossible to complete was actually presented by Kise in such a way?
"However, imitation is ultimately just imitation; there are many uncertain factors. I'm afraid even Kise himself doesn't have absolute certainty that he could save the ball."
"But, right now, as long as there is even a sliver of possibility, he will not let it go!"
Midorima watches his former teammate deeply.
Not just himself, Kise has also found teammates worth entrusting his back to.
Kise and he have chosen the same path.
Then what about you, Tiandao?
During the conversation, Kirisaki Daiichi has already launched an attack.
Hanamiya Makoto dribbles the ball across half-court, his eyes sweeping over Tiandao's position, but he suddenly flings the ball to Yamazaki Hiroshi on the other side.
This brilliant feint deceives everyone on Kaizō.
Except for Kise!
"Snap!"
A flash of golden light; Kise has moved to this side at some unknown moment, and the instant Hanamiya Makoto releases the ball, he suddenly explodes into action and steals it into his hands.
"This guy!" Hanamiya Makoto's heart turns cold.
This feeling is extremely familiar to him.
It feels like facing the leader of his own team.
Holy crap, awesome!
Kise!
Do your best, big brother with the yellow hair!
After being silent for more than an episode, Kise finally welcomes an outburst.
This ignites the blood of the real-world audience who have been looking forward to it for a long time.
"He actually really did it? Imitating the Generation of Miracles!!!"
People look as if they have seen the most incredible thing, all of them stunned.
Akashi, however, narrows his eyes, "But..."
Hanamiya Makoto immediately attempts to steal it back, but Kise dodges him, and then...
"Snap!"
The crisp sound of the basketball colliding with a palm suddenly rings out.
Just as Kise is about to drive with the ball, having taken only one step after dodging Hanamiya Makoto's steal, another figure cuts through the crowd.
The first thing Kise notices is those brilliant eyes.
They flash by, and then the ball in his hand is swiped away.
After completing the steal, Tiandao follows through by driving into the paint and scoring with a small hook shot.
This all happens in an instant, leaving many people unable to react.
Kise's fans, who were happy for only a few seconds, silently delete the comments they had just typed and re-compose, "Screw you, Tiandao!"
"Ultimately, it still wasn't completed." Akashi shakes his head, his expression calm, "And at most, it's just a defective product."
When he first saw it, he was also taken aback.
But after observing carefully, Akashi discovers that such an imitation is ultimately not the original authentic article.
The scenery that he and Tiandao can see, Kise can only see the tip of the iceberg.
However, it is also worthy of praise; the language he has been practicing for years has come true.
At this very moment, Kise has already surpassed Haizaki Shogo.
End of Chapter
