"Want to move? Cooperate with Taisuke Otsubo, the captain of Hidetoku, or put pressure on me not to act rashly? ”

Lin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, a pair of black and extremely deep eyes stared at the accelerating Midorima Shintaro beside him, without any warning, Lin Tian also increased his speed, and looked at Midorima Shintaro beside him.

Therefore, at this time, Taisuke Otsubo, the captain of Hidetoku, basically had no chance to pass the ball to Midorima, because he didn't have that passing angle, and all the passing angles had been blocked by Lin Tian.

"Actually, it's not useful for me to do this."

If Midorima really wanted to cooperate with Taisuke Otsubo, who was constantly approaching the depths of Seirin's half, then what if Lin Tian let them cooperate, even if they cooperated.

As long as he is by Shintaro Midorima's side, then Midorima will never have any chance to shoot, and Lin Tian, who has strong strength and terrifying skills as the confidence, is naturally very confident.

On the basketball court, at the half court of Seirin, Taisuke Otsubo was carrying the basketball, his eyes kept scanning back and forth between Mito and the rest of Seirin, and he kept running at what he thought was the fastest speed, and he kept approaching not only the Masarin halfcourt.

At this time, Mito has also left the person who was supposed to defend, and is frantically heading towards the road that Taisuke Otsubo must pass by, and is bound to keep Taisuke Otsuba, the captain of the Hidetoku basketball club, defending in front of him, and not letting him cross any of his steps.

Although Mito is very bad at words and doesn't particularly like to talk, the thoughts in his heart are very hot, and as one of Seirin's starting five, he must also play his part.

Then, Mito who was running looked at Lin Tian who was beside Midorima Shintaro for a while, and then locked his eyes in front of him, Taisuke Otsubo, who was approaching the depths of Seirin's half, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was also rising.

"I, Mito, am not good at words, but I also have a fiery heart, and as one of the five starting members of Seirin, I have to do something."

At this time, Mito's thoughts were spinning wildly, and the speed of heading towards Taisuke Otsubo was also increasing.

He, Rinnosuke Mitobe, since he is one of Makoto's starters, it should be time for him to contribute at this time, and he can't win the game by relying only on the strength of his teammates in the game.

By winning the game like this, he Mito would not be particularly happy.

Only by relying on one's own struggle, relying on one's own efforts to achieve victory, such a victory is interesting, and only such a victory can make people feel physically and mentally happy.

On the basketball court, in the depths of Seirin's halfcourt, Taisuke Otsubo finally carried the basketball and came to the depths of Seirin's half court at a very fast speed, and met Mito who kept coming towards him.

The collision between the two made the battle between the two colleges and universities of Seigrin and Hidetoku start again, but this time the battle was between Taisuke Otsubo, the captain of the Hidetoku basketball club, and Rinnosuke Mitobe, the captain of the Hidetoku basketball club.

Perhaps, this time the battle may not be as fierce as the battle between the aces of the two teams, but the criticality of this ball is undoubted, and basically anyone on the basketball court can faintly feel the importance of this ball for their team.

Coming to Mito's face, Taisuke Otsubo's speed of running wildly was still unabated, and his body that was moving wildly did not stop at all, but launched a fierce attack on Mito in front of him.

When attacking, Taisuke Otsubo pressed his body lower, and the frequency of his dribbling seemed to become faster and more powerful, although his body was already slightly tired from the crazy movement and the long burst that sustained it, but he did not stop.

He knew he had to move forward, he had to move towards the depths of Sei-rin's half, he had to create shots to get his lost rhythm and the momentum that was dissipating in his members back.

If you can't put the basketball into the basket, then everything is empty talk, and it's like a dream.

Carrying the basketball, Da Pingtai's face was flushed, and the green tendons on his neck frantically erupted, and under the rapid flow of blood, the green tendons that rose up became more and more hideous, like a small worm, constantly moving his fat body at his neck.

After Daping adjusted him and took a deep breath, a trace of tiredness appeared in his eyes and was forcibly dispelled by him, and a trace of soreness in his body was also forcibly blocked by him.

Suddenly, Taisuke Otsubo was like a tiger all the time, with that arrogant momentum, and launched an attack on Mito's already unfolded defense, an extremely fierce and sharp attack.

This offense lasted for a short time, just three seconds, and the situation on the basketball court and everyone's position was turned upside down.

Seirin's defense system has been reorganized again, and Hinata has also found the person she needs to defend, always keeping an eye on the defender and also keeping an eye on the movements of her teammates and where the basketball is.

As long as there is any change, then he will directly burst out as fast as possible to defend the basketball department for Seirin, and defend the basketball under the basket in the deep half of the court.

Absolutely not let the king of the East, Xiude High School, have any chance to shoot, which is what all people think in their hearts.

The situation is becoming more and more serious, and in the depths of the half, Taisuke Otsubo, who was slapping the basketball quickly and powerfully, is already out of breath, and he is constantly panting while attacking, in order to recover the physical strength consumed and the body that is becoming more and more tired and sore.

In front of him, Mito, who was on the defensive side, also consumed a lot of physical strength, his breathing became a little heavy, and drops of fine sweat came out of his forehead, but he didn't stretch out his hand to wipe it.

Even though the tears on his forehead were left on that face, flowing down his black, determined eyes, making his eyes sore for a while, he did not reach out to wipe them.

Because, he knows, this is a very critical time period, as long as he has any distraction and any superfluous movements, Taisuke Otsubo, who is dribbling the basketball, is very likely to leave the podium behind him, and at the same time threaten the basket in the depths of Seirin's half.

This is something that Mito does not want to see.