Black basketball god-level athlete

On the bus, Qin Fen’s seat was alone, and Momoi May went back early because of the team’s affairs.

Looking out the window, Qin Fengshen. Izuku supported his chin with his left hand, his gaze wandering. When he met Qingfeng Dahui, the words spoken by the system were still in Qin Fen’s ears like magic sounds.

Compared with Ryota Huangse, who has not yet bloomed, the mature Aobei Daiki is more worthy of the title of the Age of Miracles.

“Daiki Aomine?” What about Qin Fen. Muttered, his heart unconsciously gave birth to the battle intent that only occurs when the strong collide.

“System, I want to conduct a lottery!”

Although the injury had subsided, in the face of another miracle era that had blossomed, Qin Feng felt that his current state could not compete with the other party at all.

The needle on the lottery wheel spun again, and Qin Fen, whose reputation value was only enough to draw five times, decided to press all the treasures on this draw.

The first draw is the ‘red apple’, which looks the same as the apple, and the effect is only to supplement the vitamin C needed by the human body. When used on others, it will increase favorability.

The second draw was the C-level active skill ‘Basic Projection’, and Qin Fen’s two words left it behind, which was of no use to him at all.

The third draw was still the ‘red apple’, which made Qin Feng grit his teeth angrily.

The fourth time… Qin Feng looked at the red apple desperately, and an urge to scold his mother was born.

“The fifth time, the system, can you let me see a little hope!” There was only one last chance left, and Qin Feng wanted to hold on a little longer.

The red pointer decided Qin Fen’s fate at this moment, constantly rotating on the wheel, and finally the speed gradually slowed down.

Don’t red apples.

Don’t red apples.

Indecent red apples.

Qin Fen, he roared loudly in his heart, what he needed most now was equipment, or skills, even if it was a passive skill.

The god seemed to have heard Qin Fen’s plea, and the pointer lowered its speed slightly as it passed through the item class, and finally landed on the skill bar.

“Tip: Congratulations to the host for winning the S-level active skill ‘ZONE’.”

“Hint: Since the host does not comprehend the corresponding passive skill, ‘ZONE’ cannot be turned on.”

QIN FEN, WHO HAD JUST BEEN HAPPY FOR A FEW SECONDS, JUST WANTED TO SCOLD CAONIA AFTER HEARING THE NEXT WORDS OF THE SYSTEM. The ups and downs of life really come too fast. One second, Qin Fen, he felt that he was still in heaven, and the next second, he fell to hell.

“System, what is comprehension of the corresponding passive skills?” Qin Feng said dissatisfied. At present, ZONE is no longer a divine skill for him, but a chicken rib.

“For example, the A. level passive skill ‘Blazing Ball Heart’ of Vulcan Big Me was originally supposed to be an S-level passive skill, but now after falling to A. level, its ZONE cannot be opened.”

“Oh.” Qin Fen, a little understood, why he had not encountered passive skills in so many draws, and perfect imitation could not be copied. It turned out that this terrier turned out to be a personal comprehension.

“So how do you comprehend passive skills?”

“The host fumbles on its own.”

“Then how can you comprehend advanced passive skills?”

“The host fumbles on its own.”

“……”

Qin Fen, who was sitting in his seat, took the trouble to communicate with the system, and the Tokyo Gymnasium was just like that.

After getting out of the car and standing in front of the gate, Qin Fen’s white face had no other expression than calm. Then, I saw him suddenly crack his mouth and laugh, it turned out that he heard the shouts of the audience faintly in the distance.

In the next second, Qin Fen’s brisk walk towards the gymnasium, where there were still people waiting for him!

……

The game is already halfway and the third quarter continues.

At 48:39, even if Makoto tried his best, he still couldn’t catch up with the relaxed Hidetoku High School.

Hidetoku High School, one of the three kings of Tokyo, the king of the east. Since joining Shintaro Midorima this year, the combination of inside and outside is perfect.

Inside there is Kosuke Otai, one of the few centers in Tokyo, and outside there is Shintaro Midorima, who was named the best pitcher in the era of miracles.

“Hmph~”

With a snap of his fingers, Otai Kosuke covered the Vulcan Big Me ball again, and at the same time threw the ball long pass to Shintaro Midorima. Shintaro Midorima, who received the ball, almost without thinking, jumped up from the spot and pitched the ball in midfield again.

Unsurprisingly, the basketball was thrown in again, and another three points were scored on the scoreboard of Hidetoku High School.

“Without Kuroko, do you even look so tired from attacking?” Shintaro Midorima wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Makoto.

“You…” the Vulcan gritted his teeth, the other party was clearly pouring salt on their wounds. Even Kuroko Tetsu was on the field, but he was stared at by Takao and Narong, and he couldn’t play his abilities at all.

“Izuki’s Eagle Eye was limited by Takao Kazunari’s Eagle Eye, and Kuroko didn’t change much when he played, and even the Vulcan Daigo’s attack was also blocked by Otai Qinsuke on the inside…”

“What should I do?”

Reiko Aida chewed on her ballpoint pen and stared at the court with an anxious expression, her heart was not calm at all.

“Sorry, I’m late!”

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