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

[Silky is silky, if you use both 'moving like thunder' and 'as fast as the wind' in an attack, your stamina will drop by 20]

【How much stamina do you use now?】

[I'm 60, I played a half-time health ball, plus the rest time, I'm at full stamina, now I have 90 points left]

【Okay, the anchor can still toss around for a while~】

['Fenglin Volcano Yinlei' is really awesome, it is simply invincible]

[It's a pity that the high consumption is also fierce]

field.

Dong Yin was still riding his horse with the help of 'moving like thunder'.

Gold's thunder light, from the perspective of the audience in the live broadcast room, slashed several golden lines in the air, like arrows flying off the string, quickly interspersed in the half of Guang~Xian Middle School.

The irrational start and stop, and the lightning-like right-angle steering make it feel like no one is in the land.

Reo Shibuchi looked at the figure flashing in front of her eyes.

Compared to the other party, Reo Mibuchi's breathing was short and short, as if she was nailed to the ground.

Turn around suddenly.

The opponent has passed him and rushed into the inside line.

He turned around in a panic, trying his best to make up for it inside.

The force of the feet kicking the ground is so great that the ankles and the floor form a terrifyingly sharp angle.

really.

The two teammates on the inside can almost be said to have passed by in an instant when they were being teased.

In the eyes of ‘Aoba Akiyama’, there seemed to be no one in front of him, with his upper body upright, and with a posture that was not serious about dribbling, he tossed and turned in the narrow inside line, passing by at will.

Dong Yin jumped up easily.

At a height beyond the reach of the opponent's inside line, he dunked the ball into the basket of Guangxian Middle School again.

Reo Shibuchi stopped in helplessness.

Sweat soaked his disheveled hair, and he bent over and gasped in embarrassment.

Drops of sweat fell on the floor, and my mind went blank.

hateful!

Can't stop him at all!

Don't talk about guarding...

Even keeping up with the opponent's actions is so difficult.

A...

How could it be possible to win him!

Behind him, Guangxian's selected point guard raised a hand, hesitated for a while, and then quietly put it down.

comfort?

How should I comfort each other...

In just a few minutes, I didn't feel hopeless in my heart.

Under the loud shouts of the audience.

Dong Yin leaped high again.

When the opponent's inside line has not reacted, he directly dunks with one hand, and the action is simple and rude.

"call"

As the endurance value gradually decreased, Dong Yin's breathing also began to become short of breath.

The center of Guangxian Middle School, after seeing this scene, his heart was suddenly filled with hope!

maybe....……

There is still a chance to fight him again!

As a center forward, at this stage when the opponent suddenly 'raged' and exploded, he couldn't defend once, how could he be reconciled!

-TR...

At least guard against the opponent once.

FFLX...

When Dong Yin rushed inside again.

Guangxian center used all his strength to take off and block the shot!

The veins on his forehead popped up, he clenched his teeth, and with all his strength, he slammed down with his big hand.

Yet all this was in vain.

This dunk is not the Common dunk just now.

"Aggression like fire..."

The Guangxian center once again felt the strong momentum bursting out from the opponent, while the audience in the live broadcast room saw the gorgeous flame.

"ah!"

"ah......!

The center forward yelled, trying to increase the strength of his arm, but the muscles on the arm of 'Akiyama Aoba' tightened!

next moment.

Bang!

The Guangxian center, who failed in the fight, flew back and fell to the ground.

And Dong Yin dunked the ball into the basket again.

The moment Dong Yin landed on the ground, his legs went limp, that's right...

This aggression like fire is the last stamina he can consume.

The feeling of his stamina completely empty made him ache all over.

Then he took the initiative to call a timeout on the court.

When off the field.

Dong Yin's face was calm and indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who beat his stamina to empty.

He even shook his head with a cold face, as if his opponent was boring and he didn't want to fight anymore.

【Boss, you can really pretend...】

【Legs are soft, hahaha~】

【If you don't pretend for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over】

[Is stamina emptying so terrible? The anchor's legs started to shake~]

['Fenglin Volcano Thunder' I would like to call it a half-invincible buff]

Shibuchi Lingyang watched 'Akiyama Aoba' end, and shook her head helplessly.

A sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

powerless.

What happened on the field just now made him feel a little panicked.

How to beat the opponent?

The opponent is like a mountain that people have no courage to climb, and those who are pressed have no chance to breathe.

R: "...."

He swept across the Teiko bench.

There, the first graders with colorful hair surrounded the 'Akiyama Aoba'.

perhaps………

Just like what 'Akiyama Aoba' said.

There are more than one or two players in Diguang who can beat him.

Then the opponent of 'Akiyama Aoba' may also be among them...

Who is the one?

if possible.....

Even as a supporting role.

Shibuchi Lingyang also wanted to beat 'Akiyama Aoba' once and climb that mountain.

beep~!

The whistle sounded for the end of the game.

After Dong Yin's stormy debut performance.

Guangxian Middle School completely collapsed, and completely lost the courage to continue fighting during the subsequent game time.

In the end, Guangxian Middle School lost Bi Yang by a big score.

Going to the final step of the final, the hope is right in front of you, but it doesn't feel good to be trampled to pieces.

The team members of Guangxian Middle School, everyone's face is very ugly.

0...asking for flowers...

At this time, the excitement of the people in the auditorium was like a blazing flame, cheering and shouting, one after another, the waves of sound were higher than the waves.

Amid the tsunami-like shouts of the audience.

Teiko High School is crowned king at this moment.

Having won the National League Championship in the first grade, Qingfeng couldn't help throwing the basketball in his hand high, and then jumped up excitedly.

Midorima smiled and hugged the 'Little Bear Doll', and Shougo Huizaki glanced at him with a look of disgust, and then couldn't help looking at the audience who kept shouting loudly.

Ziyuan picked out her ears with her little finger, muttering to herself, 'It's so noisy~'.

However, the delicious stick that was quickly put into his mouth, as well as the action of actively walking towards the court, still revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

At this time, only the gentle Akashi will notice Akiyama Aoba'.

"Akiyama..."

"How about it?"

Dong Yin insisted:

"Ag...?"

"Very good~"

Akashi smiled, happier than he'd ever seen him.

"Would you like me to help you there?"

Dong Yin:

"Um.

"It's not impossible."

Hong Cunxiu and several members of the old first army fist bumped each other, and they were also happy from the bottom of their hearts.

After the award ceremony after the game.

Everyone crowded around the championship trophy in the center of the court.

Assistant teacher Masayuki Takayama, holding a camera that was prepared last year but was not used, was ready to take a group photo for everyone.

"Hey! Qingfeng, don't squeeze me, you pushed me out of the camera!"

"ha?"

"Murahara, why do you carry so many snacks with you?!"

"Is that ridiculous bear a member of Diguang? I don't want this kind of ridiculous thing to appear in my championship photo!"

"Haisaki, can you shut up?"

"Everyone, we are ready to take pictures."

Click!

The screen freezes.

Hongcun and the old players squatted in front of the trophy.

in the back row.

Qingfeng and "Qiushan" squeezed into the middle of the camera together.

Midorima and Haizaki glared at each other with the doll in between.

Ziyuan stood behind everyone, chewing on snacks, and staring at the camera quite intently.

Akashi is the only one among the first graders who is smiling and taking pictures normally.

Coach Masayuki Takayama is speechless...

I had to reorganize this group of brats and take another photo.

Looking at the two contrasting photos, Masayuki Takayama couldn't help but smile.

I specially called out this group of first-grade children, and took a picture alone holding the trophy.

At the same time, the major media also captured this moment perfectly.

Among them, Basketball Monthly used the term "Generation of Miracles" for the first time.

Thereafter, accompanied by this appellation.

Symbolizing the era of Teiko's overwhelming rule...

Here comes eight!.