Chapter 523

"Thunder, Breathing!"

"Whoosh!"

Tiandao rushed out again after a brief power storage.

Shutoku's 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 Tiandao started look like a storm had been whipped up, blowing the hair of those nearby until it rustled.

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

Then.

Just as Kazunari Takao was about to complete the finish, Tiandao's terrifying figure suddenly circled in front of him, his feet slammed on the brakes, and his body was dragged by inertia for more than ten centimeters before stopping.

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

How fast did one have to be to make Tiandao, who had the most balanced and powerful physical fitness, unable to stop even with an emergency brake, being dragged by inertia for more than ten centimeters?

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

Kazunari Takao subconsciously wanted to get away; no matter how confident he was, he wouldn't be stupid enough to challenge Tiandao.

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

Too late!

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

The audience was originally shocked by Tiandao's extreme speed, but hearing this, they suddenly felt like laughing a little.

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

"Release."

Tiandao quickly reached out his right arm and poked the ball out of Kazunari Takao's hands.

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

"I won't let you pass, Tiandao!" 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 suffer against anyone he matched up with, only gain advantages.

But...

"You will move aside."

Tiandao subconsciously thought of that chuunibyou young master in the audience and almost blurted it out.

"Eight!"

Boom!

The basketball instantly felt like it had gone berserk; Tiandao pressed forward, and Midorima instantly felt immense pressure, forced to retreat again and again.

PS: Three updates today, a bit "difficult to produce," spent more than an hour on the computer before squeezing out a fart; my old waist is sore, going to rest.