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It took only one bar to get from Kise to the zone to tie the score. By the end of the third bar, the score had reached a 29-29 situation.√∟

"Unbelievable, that difference in score actually chased back..." Yang Quan's coach, a cute girl with a beautiful appearance, was looking at Kise sitting on the rest chair with disbelief.

"Damn it, what should I do?" Ice Room's face was so gloomy that it could freeze people to death. He never thought that after Hercules could not resist Kise's attack, they became spectators completely.

You should know that Yangquan can only score 29 points in two full bars, but in fact, Yangquan's score is also quite difficult.

This is when Kise has not entered the zone.

Now, after Kise entered the zone, Haichang's defense ability suddenly rose to a terrifying level.

‘But... now is not the time to relax.’ When Yangquan was in a heavy mood, Wang Dong became as heavy as hell.

Because he found that Kise's breathing was already very rapid, and his face turned abnormally pale.

"Gensai..." Wang Dong slowly walked to Gensai's side and said with a serious look on his face.

"Senior Wang Dong..." Kise took a deep breath, then shook his head vigorously and said, "I can."

"Everyone can tell that your current situation is not good, right?" Wang Dong frowned and said with a serious look on his face: "Tell me the truth."

"Now I seem... it's really bad." Kise smiled bitterly and pulled the corner of his mouth, saying weakly: "I didn't expect that the physical exhaust would be so serious."

"I understand." Wang Dong nodded.

"Eh?" Kise looked at Wang Dong with surprise - what do you know!?

Wang Dong looked at the coach slowly and said, "Coach, Kise's physical strength has already reached its bottom."

"What?" The coach heard Wang Dong's words and hurriedly walked towards this side, then squatted in front of Kise and said, "Kose. You..."

"Although Kise's state just now could exert 100% of its strength, it would consume a lot of physical strength accordingly." Wang Dong looked at Kise who was breathing heavily to recover his physical strength at this time, and said, "Now Kise's situation is probably... very bad."

"Damn...Damn..." Kise hammered his knees with anger and murmured: "If I practice more..."

"Idiot." Wang Dong rubbed Kise's head, then grinned and said, "Occasionally, I have to rely on my seniors."

"Eh?" Before Kise could finish his words, he heard the referee blew the whistle to start the fourth bargain.

"Go up." Wang Dong didn't wait for Kise to react. He stood up straight and walked towards the basketball court.

"Senior..." Suddenly, Huangase called Wang Dong in surprise, then looked at the venue on Yangquan and said, "Look..."

Wang Dong followed Kise's gaze and found that Ziyuan, who was standing in the middle of Yangquan, was actually raising his hand to tie his hair that looked a little messy because it was too long.

Looking at Ziyuan in this mode, a thought flashed through Wang Dong's mind.

He is going to be serious!!

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Five minutes ago. Yangquan rest chair.

"What did you say just now?" Kensuke Fukui, who was sitting in the seat, twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Zihara with a smile on his face.

At this time, Ziyuan was sitting on a chair. Her body leaned back, she supported the bench with both hands, and a white towel was covering his upper half of her face.

"I've said it, I've had enough, I don't want to do it anymore, just replace me." Ziyuan said in a very indifferent tone.

"What a joke! Suddenly, this kind of thing was said!" Kensuke Fukui stood up with anger and roared at Furuhara who was sitting in his seat.

"Because it's very boring." Ziyuan complained.

At this time, as the captain, Ken Okamura stood up with a determined look on his face, then came to Ziyuan and said, "If you end up now, even if you can win, you will become unable to win! Do you think it doesn't matter if you lose!"

"Hey~ But isn't anyone unable to stop Kise?" Zi Yuan said weakly.

"You..." Kenichi Okamura suddenly showed anger - but before he could say anything, he hit Ziyuan's face with a straight right punch.

It's the Ice Room.

The towel on Ziyuan's head slowly fell to the ground, and then his collar was tightly grabbed by the ice chamber.

"Give me a little bit the same! Aun!" Icewood stared at Ziyuan's face with anger and roared: "The game is not over yet!"

"It hurts very much." Ziyuan narrowed her eyes and said with a gloomy face: "I hate passion the most, and after all, aren't you more useless than me? Can't you see the difference in talent between you and Kise and others?"

The Ice Room is indeed a talent. He uses his talents to make every move as beautiful as a painting, and can deceive countless people with fake moves.

But, that's all.

He is a talent, but not a genius. He can infinitely approach everyone in the era of miracles, but that is "close", not "comparison", and not "transcendence".

The Great Vulcan I am a genius, who has a talent that is comparable to the era of miracles - maybe it is a better talent.

But, the ice room is not.

It is precisely because of the natural barrier of "talent" that the ice room was turned away by the zone.

"I understand...I understand this kind of thing!" Bingshi said in a trembling voice: "Because I have always been jealous of your talents! However, you have what I dream of (talent) but you easily give up the competition..."

"clatter--"

At this time, a tear fell on Ziyuan's face, causing Ziyuan, who had originally gloomy face to show a shocked expression.

"I'm almost madly angry with you..." Bingshi said this with a sad expression and a crying cry in a desperate voice.

"Wow. I can't stand it anymore." Ziyuan's face once again returned to a expressionless look, muttering as if he was talking to himself: "This is the most annoying. He actually cried. It's really unbelievable... Although I noticed it a little more or less, I didn't expect it to be so serious. And the first time I felt it... it was too annoying. Instead, it made people think you are very awesome."

"Uh--" Hearing Ziyuan's words, Ice Room couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

"There's no way, I'll fight you until the end." Ziyuan said, and slowly stood up from the seat with her companion's surprised expression, "Masako..."

"I said you want to call me coach!" Yang Quan's coach, a beautiful woman wearing a women's suit (unfortunately, her lower body is in suit pants instead of ol groups) interrupted Ziyuan's words with anger.

"Can you give me a hairband?" Ziyuan asked expressionlessly as if she hadn't heard what the coach said.

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"drop--"

Accompanied by a system sound, the competition in the fourth bar officially began.

After grabbing the ball, Wang Dong took the lead in running towards Yang Quan's half.

Just as he was sprinting, a huge wall - Hercules - stopped him and said, "Wang Dong, you can't break through me."

"How can you know if you don't try this kind of thing?" Wang Dong grinned and looked at Hercules with a provocative look on his face.

"Although your physical ability is indeed stronger than mine, it's a pity that you are not my opponent in this sport." Hercules didn't care about Wang Dong's provocation at all. Instead, he said calmly.

"Crack, you're really at ease..." Wang Dong grinned, then sneered and said, "Look!"

As he said that, Wang Dong quickly wiped Hercules' body and ran towards Yangquan's basket, but Hercules followed him, making it impossible for him to dunk.

"I said it was useless." Hercules said, looking at Wang Dong, who was only 1.8 meters tall and a little shorter than Kise.

"That's not necessarily..." Wang Dong suddenly cracked his mouth and then suddenly jumped back.

"What!?" Hercules looked at Wang Dong who was leaping up toward the rear with a look of surprise. He never expected that someone would jump backwards during the game.

"No!" Bingshi, who reacted instantly, said in disbelief: "Stop him!!"

But it was over, Wang Dong moved toward the rear at an inclination angle of more than 45 degrees, and the basketball in his hand was thrown out by him in the process.

After a parabola that was too high to be seen directly, the basketball fell into the basket accurately.

Score: 31-29

"Hehe, how about it? I can do this kind of shooting basket." Wang Dong grinned. Although he could not do the era of imitating all miracles like Kise, it was more than enough to make specious techniques, such as...

This time the shooting basket!

"Damn..." Hercules gritted his teeth with anger. He was really powerless - because of the basketball rules, it was impossible for him to pounce on Wang Dong, otherwise it would have been a foul.

However, with Wang Dong's jumping force and tilting at that angle, the shooting basket was really beyond his guard range.

Just when he was upset, he put one hand on his shoulder.

"Hercules, leave it to me."
Chapter completed!