Chapter 482

He clenched his fists tightly, and crimson lightning bloomed from his pupils once again.

Want to win!

There is no longer any superfluous reason like before.

He just purely wants to defeat Tiandao now!

"Then come on, Akashi!"

Zzz!

Tiandao's eyes erupted with silver-white electric arcs, followed immediately by the other 8 players remaining on the court.

Rakuzan is making a final stand; every spectator in the arena can see it.

Entering the Zone, Akashi discovered that the pressure he faced from Unlimited Void was not as great.

Perhaps it was because his brain became incredibly calm, making his processing of junk information stronger.

But it still wasn't enough to help him defeat Tiandao.

"Dismantle!"

Countless slashes surged toward him; Akashi held on for a moment before failing, and the basketball in his hand was knocked away again.

But...

"It's not over yet!"

Seeing Tiandao about to run past him, Akashi made an unbelievable move.

He threw himself out in a dive, slamming his whole body onto the floor, and desperately saved the ball.

"Little Sei!"

"Akashi?"

Reo Mibuchi and the others felt like they were going crazy; that noble Akashi, actually fighting to this extent for a single ball?

But what made their scalps tingle even more was that Tiandao, who was as handsome as a prince on a white horse in a fairy tale.

Upon seeing Akashi dive to save the ball, he actually went up to fight for it without caring about the score.

"Tiandao!?"

"Little Ten?"

Satsuki covered her small mouth tightly with both hands.

This was a scene she had never seen before, nor would she ever imagine.

Yet it was truly happening right before her eyes.

In the end, the stronger-bodied Tiandao won the victory; he forcibly snatched the ball back from Akashi's hands.

Akashi staggered to his feet, shouting as he ran, "Get back on defense!"

There was no need for him to speak; seeing their own leader fighting so hard, how could the others have any reason to retreat?

Whatever "The Uncrowned Kings," whatever "Bad Boys Legion."

At this moment, neither side cared anymore; they just wanted to win the game.

Tactics, teamwork, mobility, and the like could no longer be improved, but physical contact suddenly intensified several times over.

The referee began to get busy, blowing the whistle frequently.

Today's referee didn't have a heavy appetite; he wanted to control the intensity to a level that wouldn't require censorship.

But how could the two teams care about that now? Everyone's eyes were bloodshot.

This is what is called leading by example.

With the star players of both sides taking the lead, their subordinates naturally wouldn't spare themselves either.

This led to everyone having to withdraw from the Zone by the middle of the fourth quarter, as no one had the extra stamina to persist.

However, Kirisaki Daichi's lead remained as high as 15 points.

Fans from both sides screamed their lungs out cheering for their teams, while neutral fans swallowed hard.

"This is too intense!"