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

【Out of the big spectrum! Can you make a three-pointer from such a long distance?】

[Don’t you want to talk about his arc? It almost reached the roof of the arena, what a lot of strength it is]

【Okay, green room】

[Good guy, Midorima has been making the three-pointer from the beginning of the role until now]

[The characters of the Generation of Miracles are really clear]

What a long three-pointer!

Also, Midorima was so tall just now...

Dong Yin looked at Lvjian with a cold face, and complained silently in his heart.

But in the next game.

Even though both Murasakihara and Midorima showed amazing progress, the result remained unchanged.

Although Midorima has a terrifying range, Aomine's entangled defense cannot be solved by Midorima alone. Midorima tries to dribble and then shoots Aomine in the face.

However, Aomine has noticed that as the range gets longer, Midorima's shooting speed slows down.

"Midori, what are you thinking?"

"I'm not going to fall twice in the same place!"

Qingfeng, who had a high degree of Agility, predicted the block in advance, and said with a smile.

As for Ziyuan, the situation is similar.

In the situation where they can only fight one-on-one, facing opponents who are at the same level as themselves in the Miracle Generation 03, Midorima and Murasakibara are no longer like the previous team training, and they can get whatever they want when they are alone.

On the contrary, he was extremely constipated on the offensive end.

On the other side, Dong Yin, Qingfeng, and Heizi cooperated more and more tacitly.

Qingfeng once again used Dong Yin as a cover to receive a pass from Heizi's sight and scored two points.

The score on the field.

7-3.

On the side of Midorima and Ziyuan, only the three-pointer made by Midorima.

"The ball went in!"

"Heizi and the others are ahead by a large margin!"

"Is it really like this!"

Murasakihara under the basket glanced at Midorima in the distance, did not speak to him, but said to Akashi beside him:

"I said Chi Zai~"

"You're not running water, are you?"

Akashi took a breath, "How is it possible, I beat like usual."

Murasakihara frowned, "Really!"

I knew it……

It will definitely become like this.

Midorima turned to look at Murasakihara.

In the next offensive round, Heizi found an offensive opportunity and passed the ball alley-oop to the basket.

"Huh?"

"Eh?"

In the air, Dong Yin and Qing Feng jumped up at the same time and grabbed the basketball.

"ah!"

"it hurts!"

Not surprisingly, the two collided in the air.

"It hurts..."

"What are you doing, Akiyama?!"

"Azhe passed the ball back to me, right?"

Dong Yin was knocked down to the ground, he didn't expect Qingfeng to be so shameless

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"No matter how you look at it, the lob just now was passed to me who jumped higher, right?"

Qingfeng:

Dong Yin:

"Huh?! How amazing is it to jump so high?"

"What else? How fast are you?"

Murasakihara and Midorima watched silently from the side.

"...?"

"Why did you guys start arguing?"

"Aha....…"

"Somehow I feel like an idiot..."

"All in all... I understand how embarrassing it is, Heizi."

Midorima admitted his mistake to Heizi, but when he turned his head to look at Heizi, he found that Heizizhe had already vomited tiredly while leaning on the wall.

"Hello!"

"Are you all right...?"

"Don't spit on the floor!"

Akashi walked off the field with a gentle smile, and when he came to Hongcun, he whispered:

"It seems to have been resolved."

Looking at Akiyama and Qingfeng who were in a mess in the field, and Ziyuan and Luma who were in a hurry because of the sunspots vomited all over the ground, Hongcun couldn't help laughing.

Dong Yin started the live broadcast again the next day.

The time for the game plot also came to another day.

In the picture, Kuroko Tetsu also came to the arena, and after seeing Akashi, he said hello.

"Good morning."

Akashi dribbled the ball slowly, then turned around and said, "Okay [I thank you for your hard work yesterday."

Ziyuan on the side pressed Heizi's head with a big hand, almost able to grab Heizi's entire head with one hand.

"Hey~ You vomited up yesterday, are you okay...~?"

Hei Zizhe also pushed Ziyuan's hand away, "It's all right..."

"Eh?"

"Aren't Aomine-kun and the others here today?"

Akashi shook his head, "Ah, Aomine, Akiyama, and Kise, the three of them will go out to compete with the second army today, and they should be competing by now."

Game camera switch.

Came to the competition site between Diguang and Yangbian Middle School.

There are many students from Yangbian Middle School watching the game.

but.....….

There was no sound at the scene, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

After Dong Yin opened his eyes, what he saw was such a strange atmosphere.

What's wrong?

"Little Qingfeng......"

"It's too powerful..."

Kise beside him spoke with a trembling voice.

Sitting on the bench beside Diguang, Dong Yin turned his head to look at the field.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dazzling score.

Diguang vs. Yangbian, 131-40!

A full 91 points difference!

You must know that for the Second Army, it is necessary to send Dong Yin and Qing Feng to the match at the same time. The strength of the opponents will never be beaten by the Second Army to such a huge difference.

Then the problem can only lie with that person.

On the court, Qingfeng's dribbling styles became more and more complicated and exaggerated, which made people dazzled.

Cooperating with Shang Qingfeng's faster speed than before, he easily passed everyone who came to defend from the opposite side, and entered the opponent's encirclement, as if entering no one's land.

A one-stop slam dunk past everyone on the opposing team!

"Ada..."

"It's already the 50th point!"

Momoi Wuyue, who was in charge of statistics on the sidelines, murmured, looking at Aomine with shock in his eyes.

Aomine pumped his fist excitedly in celebration!

Hello! Maybe...

The best condition......

It’s actually me!?”

Qingfeng turned his head to look at 'Aoba Akiyama' off the field!

Daa...!

Now I feel like I can't lose to anyone!

487 including you, Aoba!

"ha...…?!"

Dong Yin immediately understood the meaning in Qingfeng's eyes, and immediately glared back at him.

But what Dong Yin thought was the same as the audience.

[Here we come! Qingfeng's amazing side in the opening CG of the game!]

【The feeling of dribbling and the speed, it is already very close to that 'Qingfeng'!】

[My original intention for the black basket is finally coming. At that time, I was watching the big pit of the black basket in the CG!】

【The scariest thing... brothers, we don't even know if that 'Qingfeng' is perfect or not!】

[Sure enough, it is overwhelming strength. Qingfeng only reached the passing line of that 'Qingfeng' in dribbling, and the most terrifying and weird finishing ability has not appeared!】

【You can score 50 points now, but then you can't score 100 points?】

The goal just now is close to the final stage of the game. Throughout the game, I can feel that there seems to be something sprouting in my body, and I am still excited to invest in defense.

However, when he turned his head with a bright smile, what caught his eyes was the expressionless faces of his opponents.

It's not unwillingness or frustration, but a deadpan expression that reveals resignation.

That expression, like a devil, whispered in Weifeng's ear:

'He's a monster...

'There is no way to stop him, and there is no other way. "

'If you lose, you lose...

‘Ah, sure enough, I still lost, I should have given up long ago.

This feeling made Qingfeng stunned on the spot, and Zhang Yang's expression gradually extinguished, becoming an indescribable suffocation.