Game Production: Black Basket Vr Opens The Era Of Card Draw

The sport of basketball, from the moment the basket is hung high, is doomed to be the talent field of tall people.

Atsushi Murasakihara, who kicked off first, hung the basketball behind him with a super-standard wingspan, and grasped the basketball tightly with one hand. Although Kenichi Takamuro stuck to it, he could only look at the ball and sigh.

Kenichi Takamuro, a third-year junior high school student, is close in height to Atsushi Murasakihara of the first junior high school, but in other aspects of his body, there is a visible gap with the other party, such as the long hands and long feet of the other party.

Boom!

Murasaki moved.

I only dribbled the ball sideways, and leaned against Kenichi Takamuro, and there was a muffled sound!

Kenichi Takamuro trembled from being hit!

That is the absolute gap in strength!

Boom!

Back off!

Boom!

Back again!

No tricks!

It's all so powerful!

Dong Yin, who was watching the game off the field, thought so.

【horrible……】

【Kenichi Takamuro looks like he has good muscles, why is it like paper paste】

[The gap is too big, I can't stand it at all]

【weak, pitiful】

[What O'Neal is this? 】

With long legs, Atsushi Murasakihara approached the basket without a few dribbles.

take off...

Boom!

One-handed dunk, won the first ball!

Kenichi Takamuro clutched his chest and panted, looking at Atsushi Murasakihara in disbelief.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw Shendu knowing him.

This is the second time he has been in such a mess within a few days...

Moreover, the first instigator is still watching the game from the sidelines, which seems to have destroyed his psychological defense.

[Worse than last time, crushed by pure strength]

[There is nothing worse than being publicly executed by the juniors of the first country in full view. 】

[If anything, another person who defeated him was also watching the execution. 】

[capitalized a miserably]

It was Kenichi Takamuro's turn.

As a third-year Diguang Second Army who is about to graduate in a year, Diguang has a very clear direction for his training. He is not short at around 190 in middle school, and he can even play as a center forward in many schools.

But after high school, it is inevitable to transition to the outside line.

So I have to say that Kenichi Takamuro, as a big man in junior high school, has quite mature dribbling skills during offense.

After a few well-connected disguises, he turned around suddenly and passed Atsushi Ziyuan smoothly.

To everyone's surprise.

Although Atsushi Murasaki was passed by, he was still as lazy as ever, just trotting slowly behind Kenichi Takamuro, and followed up to the basket.

Kenichi Takamuro saw Atsushi Murasakihara's movements from the corner of his eye.

He probably thought that Atsushi Murasakihara couldn't keep up with his speed, so he gave up this defense.

The expression on his face immediately became excited, and he jumped up with the ball in both hands, ready to go for a long-practiced dunk with a small lever.

"Just use this dunk! It's a shame!"

But the moment he jumped up...

A figure suddenly took off behind Ken Takamuro!

The big hand covered it up high, and finally pressed the basketball in Takamuro Kenichi's hand firmly!

Snapped!

A block with a fan and the ball out!

[So much strength, violence! 】

[Fuck! So fast! so high! 】

[At the moment when the block was blocked, half of the forearm was higher than the basket? ! 】

【He jumped so fast, and the last few steps of the chase were too fast! 】

[The frequency of steps is not particularly fast, but the legs are long and the strides are big, and the last few steps that speed up will catch up with him]

"How can it be……"

"I obviously passed by, and the distance I opened is so far, how could I still catch up!"

"Why is there such a monster!"

...

Kenichi Takamuro's mentality is true, but when his mentality collapses, his movements are completely deformed.

With Atsushi Ziyuan dunking again, the first Second Army's "dismissal"-style assessment of newcomers was unfavorable, and the Second Army's players were beaten 11:0 and ended.

"Tsk..."

"So complicated……"

"Is this enough to enter the First Army?"

"Eh?"

"Where did my delicious stick go?"

Atsushi Ziyuan went off to rest, or maybe he was looking for some 'delicious stick'.

Looking at his tall back, the second-army players in this test field had complex expressions.

"I don't know if the other groups will be blown up by freshmen at the beginning..."

"Atsushi Murasakihara just now, can't help it...?"

"I'm going to do my best in the future, and if there is any accident, it's not bad to be treated as a joke by other people in the Second Army..."

"The worst result may be kicked out of the armed forces."

The rookies off the field were already nervous, and the impact brought by Atsushi Murasakihara made them tremble even more.

But before they could relieve the stress with small talk, the test started again.

"Next person!"

"Aoba Akiyama!"

Dong Yin got up slowly, took a deep breath and came to the venue.

This test may be related to whether he can directly complete the main task of entering the first army. He needs to show all the strength he has now!

"Hello, second grade, Nobuhiro Hashitani."

"Hello, first grade, Aoba Akiyama."

The opponent was a sophomore student whose height was similar to Dong Yin's. It seemed that the opponents for the test were all selected by the coaching staff.

"Seniors come first."

Hashitani Nobuhiro seems to be very confident in his own strength.

He threw the ball to Dong Yin casually, then bent his legs slightly, ready to defend.

beep!

Whistle!

Dong Yinsan stood in front of Nobuhiro Hashitani in a threatening posture.

He carefully observed the opponent's defensive movements, and the opponent's defensive distance was kept one and a half steps away from him.

but……

"Senior, it's too far away."

Nobuhiro Hashigani devoted himself to the defense and was unmoved by Dong Yin's words.

But the next moment, he suddenly trembled all over, and threw himself forward with all his strength!

Ryo Sakurai·Quick shot!

Dong Yin suddenly pulled up on the spot!

The coherent movement of lifting the ball and shooting the basket is coming to the extreme!

Although Nobuhiro Hashitani jumped with all his strength at the moment Dong Yin took off, it was still too late...

The basketball perfectly draws an arc in the air, with a three-point shooting ability of up to 190 points, so that he has full confidence in whether this ball will score without any interference!

Swish!

Hollow into the net.