168 When the King of the Net Passes Through the Black and Blue Mountains (20)

Outside the three-point line, the basketball kept going back and forth on Aichigaoka's side, and King Kong pounced on him, and then went to another person, and when he rushed over as soon as possible, it had already passed to the person farthest from him.

Even the people in the stands couldn't bear to look at it anymore, this was simply a one-sided game. How can there be such a stupid boy, I didn't see that his teammates were basically inactive, and there were such powerful teammates, why did he have to fly all over the field like a flower butterfly.

"Ahh Xiao Jin on the field was still full of energy, completely unaware of what was wrong with him doing this, and he didn't feel how pitiful he was. Isn't running with the ball and playing tennis the most important thing? As long as the ball does not land, as long as you use all the strength you can to hit the ball back into the opponent's field, you will win!

On the first day of playing, this is what Xiao Jin learned.

All ball games, no matter how different the rules and gameplay are, are essentially the same, right?

It's just that there is one point, Xiao Jin is mistaken.

Tennis is not only a one-man game, but also a team. Compared with a collective sport like basketball, in its own battle, it is relatively free and belongs to your own personal battlefield. Especially Xiaojin, a 10,000-year-old singles, playing doubles with others is simply incredible.

But in the last confrontation between the Second Army and the Third Army, Xiao Jin also felt that basketball was very fun for the first time, because he had a lot of friends who accompanied him to chase the ball. I love the feeling of the ball going between them, flying past my fingertips, and slamming out.

And yet now. The ball was passed among them, but when they turned around, they found that he was alone, surrounded by five high walls, wearing a white jersey with the words Aichigaoka written on it.

Each of them kept their eyes on him as if he were their prey. Trap him in it and hunt him down.

Kim kept running. Keep chasing that basketball......

"Stupid!" Aomine complained that no matter how they passed, the ball would always return to the No. 8 with the highest hit rate and the strongest comprehensive strength in the end. As long as you keep an eye on him, Aichigaoka has nothing to worry about, and his mission is complete. What is this now? Fools.

Midorima glanced at several people in the room, each following Akaji's instructions. Stand where you should be and do your duty. And the neighborhood of these few of them. Aichigaoka's team members are almost extinct, and all of them go to Kojin.

Ziyuan, who has always guarded the basket on the court, has yawned. But those eyes were very clear. Staring at the middle of the field, running desperately, finding that the ball was lost and running back quickly, Xiao Jin.

The time to attack was almost up, and the ball was back in the hands of No. 8, and Kim was still at the other end. Seeing that the opponent had already put on a shooting pose, his little foot slashed twice on the ground. The whole person rose into the air, rolled a few times, and hugged the basketball with unimaginable speed and movement.

Then, before hitting the ground, he threw it towards the green room closest to the opponent's basket.

Midorima naturally took the basketball, jumped up, and crossed the basketball court in a beautiful arc, attracting many people to look up, and then fell into the basket without any suspense.

"Oh death! Oh death! "Yes, yes, yes! Xiao Jin jumped into the air happily, and this jump was even higher than the basket.

That kid's jumping power is simply amazing!

The spectators in the stands were boiling, playing five, and they were even stared at by him, and finally with such a great action, he snatched the ball back and made a wonderful pass, allowing the team to score points.

Although the overwhelming talent and aura displayed by the five geniuses of Diguang on the field are amazing, the game is too suspenseful, and it is impossible to see them doing everything for victory. Perhaps these five geniuses represent victory, everything is taken for granted, and the audience forgets the most memorable process leading to victory.

But in this game, people saw the other side of the Miracle Era, and that little man was different from several other geniuses. Diguang's overwhelming advantage, just standing there has already made his opponent dare not move, but he still did not despise the opponent, and used all his strength to block the opponent's goal.

Although the basketball game is not played like this, and no one's movements are as chaotic as that kid.

"Number 10! Number 10! Number 10! "Those who echoed throughout the audience were all calling for Diguang's No. 10. They were eager to see him again with the unyielding momentum and courage of the man, as well as the jaw-dropping jumping speed of a cheetah. Of course, the smile on the kid's face was perfect, and he was not discouraged even if he lost it, and he was as innocent as a child who was completely immersed in the sport.

Perhaps it was Xiaojin's emotions that infected the audience.

The cheers in the stands came to the field, and the miracle side had different thoughts. Since the name of the Age of Miracles spread throughout the national basketball community, there have been countless people cheering for them, almost every game is full, and many opponents have voluntarily abstained when they hear their names.

However, this time the cheers for Xiao Jin alone seemed to be slightly different from the ones ringing in their ears.

There are a few basketball idiots who are even infected with this kind of happiness and are eager to steal each other's basketballs, just like when he played street basketball as a child against opponents who were ten times better than him, his eyes radiated pure light, and his chest was pounding, and that voice seemed to say: basketball is really fun!

Qingfeng looked at the field, Xiao Jin was still fighting with the five people without fear of death, no matter how the five people changed their positions and passed the ball frequently, he could always turn around at the first time, rushing over like a little beast. That concentration emanated directly from his body, and they felt as if they were being swept away by some kind of force, and they couldn't help but get goosebumps on their bodies.

In a blink of an eye, a man will come to you, and a gust of wind will blow, and when you open your eyes again, he will run away again. This kind of pressure is not something that people who have not experienced it can imagine.

Because Xiao Jin was too fast, and because he felt a lot of pressure from Xiao Jin here, the passing began to become unsmooth, and the cooperation between his companions began to make mistakes. Sometimes the ball hit the ground halfway through, and Xiao Jin took the ball away with his hand, and didn't think about shooting it himself. Instead, the moment he got the ball, he threw the ball to Aomine, Midorima, Kuse, and even to Ziyuan, who was staying under his basket and didn't want to move.

When the ball reached his hand, even if Ziyuan didn't want to move anymore, he couldn't throw the ball away, so he had to slap the ball and run, and came to a quick slam dunk.

Then he turned around and lifted Xiao Jin, "Little man, if you dare to throw the ball at me again, I'll pinch you!" (To be continued) >