"Little man, next time I'll never, definitely not let you score so easily, absolutely not."

The black man looked at Lin Tian in the half of the court in front of him, and silently affirmed his thoughts in his heart.

The game is still going on, but now the members of the opposing basketball club have gradually felt it, and there seems to be an unknown pressure around them, which is gradually and continuously pressing towards them.

This feeling is a little uncomfortable, as if even breathing has been affected a little.

Just now, because Seirin scored a goal, the possession of the ball was naturally transferred to the opponent.

It was the captain of the opposing basketball department who dribbled the ball, and it looked like a point guard, but Lin Tian could see from some subtle points that the captain of the opposing basketball department, the point guard's skills were really bad.

Not to mention compared to Lin Tian, even Yi Yuejun on Cheng Rin's side is much more powerful than him.

Dribbling the ball, the captain of the opposing basketball team soon came to Cheng Rin's half, and after coming to Cheng Rin's half, he soon passed the basketball in his hand to the black man not far away.

After all, no matter what, that black man is the ace of the basketball club on his side, and if this black man can't play anymore, then their team will not be far from losing.

Passing, the speed of the basketball in the air is very stable, and the position is extremely accurate, without the slightest deviation.

After all, passing is the most basic thing in basketball, and if a basketball player can't even pass the ball, then there is no need to play basketball.

After receiving the basketball from his teammates, the black man directly grabbed the basketball flying in the air with his right hand, put it on his right hand and dribbled it steadily, and steadily rushed towards the front half court.

When the black man just came to Chengrin's half, before the black man broke into the depths of Chengrin's half, a person appeared in front of him, with fiery red hair, a height of about 1.9 meters, a burly figure, and a pair of bright eyes.

"So quickly, Seongrin's man actually launched his defense so quickly, but if it was just him, it shouldn't be very difficult."

The black man didn't look at the basketball in his hand, skillfully dribbling on his right hand, he raised his head and looked at the Vulcan big self in front of him, silently thinking in his heart, how to make a breakthrough, how to score.

Because of a mistake just now, the black man who was carrying the basketball had some contempt for the Vulcan ego in front of him, thinking that he was just a little taller and his body looked a little stronger, but in fact, his ball skills should be vulnerable.

Thinking about it, soon the corner of this black man's mouth showed a smile, and an inexplicable confidence emerged from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to break through the red-haired Chengrin basketball club in front of him, he wanted to make a direct fast and wild goal, he wanted to be caught off guard by everyone, smash the basketball in his hand on the Chengrin basket, help his team regain a goal, and let the other party Chengrin know that his strength is definitely not what he looks like is strong.

"Seirin, just stand there and wait for my anger to vent!"

"Soon I'll let you know what the hell will happen to you if you provoke me."

"There are also American students, who are definitely better than Japanese students, absolutely."

Slowly, the black man gradually fell into the fantasy in his mind, and the more he thought about him, the happier he became, and the stronger the smile on his face.

"After defeating Seirin, then our team will fight all the way, and finally meet the Miracle Generation, and then I will defeat the Miracle Generation."

Such thoughts filled the minds of the black man, and endless fantasies caused his confidence to grow stronger and stronger, and now it can even be said that his faith was a little arrogant.

And if you want to implement these ideas, then you must now break through the Vulcan ego in front of you and win this game.

The black man turned his head and glanced at the Seirin Thirteen not far from him.

"That person, although I don't know why he can burst out with such a perverted speed and such a perverted jumping ability, but with his physical fitness, he will definitely not be able to last long on the basketball court."

"We only need to get through this period of time, then the victory of this game must be our team's."

"Yes, that's it, it must turn out like this."

On the basketball court, the black man increased the frequency of his dribbling, lowered his body a few points downward, and also put the center on his feet.

He is ready to attack at any time, and after breaking through the Vulcan Great Self in front of him, he can win the score of Sei Rin.

Everything is incomparably beautiful, and the imaginary nature must be very beautiful.

But will reality be as rosy as imagined?

Reality, in general, is cruel and generally contrary to people's imagination.

And only with the cruel reality can he persecute immature human beings, gradually grow up and become mature.

Negro, he moved, and he instantly burst out with extremely fast speed, attacking towards the Vulcan.

Although in Lin Tian's eyes, the black man's attack was powerless, full of flaws, and there was no threat at all.

But at this time, the black man facing is the god of fire, the god of fire who has not yet grown up, so there are still some dangers.

Looking at the black man in front of him, Vulcan closed his eyes quickly, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, his brain had become extremely calm at this time, the Vulcan at this time, there would never be any mistakes, and now he himself would never allow himself to make any mistakes.

"I've been training frantically every day to deal with you, and now I'm finally up against you, so I'm definitely not going to let you have that good chance to shoot again, absolutely not."

Subconsciously, the Vulcan ego lowered his body a few points, and the center was also placed at his feet, and he opened his hands and opened a new round of defense against the black man who was taller than him in front of him.

The spirit is already tense, and any wind and grass will make the Vulcan react, and at this time, the black man's attack has all been reflected in the eyes of the Vulcan, and the same countless training sessions have also made him make the best defense to deal with his attack.

The black man's first round of offense was successfully defended by Vulcan, without any mistakes, and he was not allowed to make mistakes.