At this time, Hidetoku's team is not just Takao alone, but the other four starters of Hidetoku are also sitting within their own capabilities, guarding against the people next to Makotoku, so that the people of Seike cannot move at will.

Naturally, at this time, Midorima Shintaro also concentrated all his attention, and spread his hands that were originally placed on his sides slightly, and launched a strict defense against Lin Tian beside him.

As long as Lin Tian has the slightest move, then Shintaro Midorima will stop Lin Tian to the death, so that he can hinder Takao's ongoing behavior at the moment.

Coming to the depths of Seirin's halfcourt, Takao is naturally not far from the step of accumulating strength to jump up and make the final shot.

His gaze was locked on the basket in the deepest part of the half, and at this moment Takao's eyes revealed a hot gaze, a firm belief in scoring and a strong desire to score.

Finally, Kazunari Takao, who didn't know how many steps he had taken, stopped at the deepest part of Mausei's half, firmly grasped the basketball that was still slapping on his right hand, and then moved to his side, grabbing it with both hands.

After doing this, Takao bent his body and squatted, and the basketball he was holding with both hands also moved a little upward, aiming at the basket in Seirin's half, and began the simplest and most important accumulation.

At this time, at the most tense moment of the situation on the official basketball court, everyone in Xiude had concentrated all their spirits, tensed all the muscles up and down their bodies, and locked their eyes on the Seirin members beside them, and they did all this to create a chance for Kazunari Takao to score.

And at the moment, they seem to have done it, and it seems that they have created such a scoring opportunity for Tagao, who is in the depths of the Makoto half, under the basket.

At this moment, it seems that everything is developing according to the thoughts of everyone in the Xiude Basketball Club.

It seems that it will only take a little more time for the basketball to be thrown from the hands of Takao in the depths of Seirin's halfcourt.

It's just that the reality will really develop smoothly according to someone's mind like this?

Perhaps, not!

After all, reality is not the same as thinking.

The thoughts in a person's heart are always beautiful and always beneficial to themselves, but the reality is different, the reality is always cruel, and it is always cold and strange.

Only pain, remorse, and dare not dare can people get out of fantasy and return to the embrace of reality.

And at this moment, Kazunari Takao, who is in the deepest part of Makorin's half, seems to be a poor person who is deeply trapped in his own fantasy, completely in the quagmire of his own fantasy and can't extricate himself.

It's just that fantasies are always short-lived, and beautiful fantasies will always come to an end, and at that time, the cruel reality will directly attack without any reason, expel the fantasies, and let people return to reality.

Caught in a fantasy, Takao was extremely excited and excited in his heart, completely losing any perception of the outside world, and all he had in his heart was the unguarded basket in front of him.

It seems that all he needs to do is to finish with his strength, gently jump with the basketball, and finally throw the basketball in his hand, then all this tense situation will end for Xiudeok's uneasy situation.

But is that really the case?

Seirin's basket, as the most important thing in Seirin's half, is there really no Seirin's person defending?

In Lin Tian's opinion, this is not possible.

Suddenly, Lin Tian stopped his slowly moving body, clasped his hands in his arms, exuding a leisurely momentum, and glanced at the rate and love you Shintaro in front of him with a smile very casually and with a smile, and then shifted his gaze to another direction.

And this direction is a position not far from the deepest part of the Makoto half, Kazunari Takao.

In Lin Tian's sight, in that position, there was a person with red hair, a height of about one meter nine, and a strong physique running wildly.

And that person is none other than the Vulcan Ego, one of Seirin's starters.

In this match with Xiude, the Vulcan Ego was almost completely silent under the light of Lin Tian and Midori, and there was little room for him to play.

As a result, not many people noticed him.

However, this does not mean that the fire god of the Chengrin side will give up the scorching flame in his heart just like this, and give up the idea of holding the basketball in his hand and slamming it out quickly.

He will also not give up the opportunity to face off against the strong.

Although, in this game, Vulcan was silent for a while, he never relaxed, never relaxed his vigilance, and has been concentrating most of his mental power, observing everyone's every move on the basketball court.

Although this came at the cost of a wave of exhaustion, he did not regret doing so, and he has been waiting for his chance to make a move.

Because only in this way can he slowly become stronger in the game and be able to reach out to help his team when it matters most.

At this moment, everything in Chengrin seems to have been handed over to the Vulcan God, and if he loses the ball or defends Xiude's goal, the result has almost fallen to the Vulcan.

As long as Vulcan can feel it, then the basketball will be blocked, and if Vulcan can't do it, then Seirin's ball will be lost.

Such a heavy burden, the strong pressure directly pressed on his body, not only did not make the Vulcan nervous, but made him more and more excited, and the scorching Vulcan in his heart burned even more vigorously.

Therefore, the god of fire burst out of his fastest speed, his eyes locked on the front half-squatting, Takao Kazunari who was accumulating strength, his heart was surging, and there seemed to be a breath of qi in his heart that was accumulating in his chest, unable to lean out.

Vulcan was running wildly, and his speed was getting faster and faster unconsciously, and the distance from Takao was also rapidly shrinking, as if time was enough for him to run in front of Takao and intercept him.

In the middle of the court, Takao was half-squatting, holding a basketball with both hands and moving in front of him, aiming at the basket in the depths of the half, posing for a shooting pose, and his body was constantly accumulating strength.

Suddenly, he jumped up from the ground, and his hands holding the basketball moved a few points upwards, all the movements were extremely precise and flawless, and it only took a moment for the basketball to be thrown out of his hands, and then fall into the basket safely.