Black basket of infinite god skills

They are proud kings.

They…… Not willing to give up yet.

The final 40 seconds of the second quarter remained.

Luo Zhen was consumed an additional 20 seconds of time in addition to the normal time lapse because of the four three-point shots in the middle line, that is, the time limit of [Meng Shen Hao Shot] still has the last 40 seconds left.

Show the ball!

Shintaro Midorima controlled the ball for more than half of the court, his face was gloomy and terrifying at the moment, and the miracle of Luo Mark against the sky made him a little arrogant and pursuing perfection, and his mentality was completely unbalanced.

But…… The reason why he is not at ease, the reason why he is 50 points behind and can still persevere.

It’s because… He is also superior to Luo Chen.

No matter how strong Luo Mark is, no matter how fast the shot is, three points are accurate, then… It is also limited to the midline.

And he… You can shoot the basket all over the court.

Although whether it is a half or a full court, the result of shooting into the basket is the same, it is a three-point record.

But his heart just felt good, he just felt… Luo Chen is not as good as him, and he is still the strongest “three-point sharpshooter.” ”

That alone is the case.

Let him never give up, let him… Keep going.

“Luo Chen, you are inferior to me after all!”

Shintaro Midorima roared, and under cover, he shot a three-point shot from the middle line, gliding high in the air, and then fell straight into the basket like a daylight shooting star.

And immediately after…

Traces race against the clock.

Striding with the ball in hand, rushing to the top of the arc in the middle, facing the defense of Shintaro Midorima and Kazunari Takao, he pulled up directly without reason.

“Ah~~ It’s like this again, it’s really abominable!”

The two jumped hard, but Luo Chen’s shot was too fast, like a flash, and before the two could block, the basketball had slipped out of its fingertips.

“Ugh!”

Then a crisp sound sounded, and the basket hollowed into the net.

The whole process is extremely fast, and some are still immersed in Shintaro Midorima’s 100% three-pointer, and here Raku has hit three points, and also colored.

The pinnacle showdown between the two strongest goalscorers, it seems… Imminent.

“Whoosh! Sou! “Swoosh!”

“Ugh! Swish! Swish! ”

Like a reenactment of the first shot, in just thirty seconds, the two beat each other eight three-pointers, leaving the audience dumbfounded, and the stadium in the last minute of the second quarter once again had a three-point rain.

The score is left with the last three seconds.

Sincerity to the ball.

“Whew… whew…”

Both of them gasped, their cheeks were sweaty, and their bodies were soaked, such a crazy shot obviously almost exhausted the physical strength of the two, but… Shintaro Midorima’s physical strength seems to be even worse.

His two calves were already trembling slightly, and it seemed that it was almost difficult to stand.

“You’re having trouble even standing now, you… Dare to say that I am inferior to you?! ”

Luo Chen’s face sank, and his face showed displeasure.

The phrase “inferior to you” is not in his dictionary and will never be realized in reality.

“That’s right, even if you shoot more threes, you’re still inferior to me.”

Despite the difficulty of standing, despite the sweat, despite the exhaustion, Shintaro Midorima stood tall and his eyes firm.

Luo Chenyu’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he stretched out in the blink of an eye, suddenly thought of something, and chuckled: “You say that I am inferior to you, do you mean this?” ”

His laugh is simple, casual and natural.

Took Mitobe Rinnosuke’s serve, smiled at Shintaro Midorima, and then, the bottom line of the whole game three points… Sell.

“Impossible!”

“No way!!”

“Impossible to !!!”

These three extremely loud exclamations came from, Ryota Huangse, Daiki Aomine, and… Shintaro Midorima.

The three of them, as well as everyone in the room, stared wide-eyed, without blinking, staring at the perfectly curved basketball in the air, and then glided down.

Quiet!

Absolute seclusion!

It is as if even a drop of water falling on the ground will make people feel strangely noisy.

The only thing that can be heard is “Bang bang!” The sound of a beating heart.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the final result.

“Beep~~~”

The whistle at the end of halftime… Ringing, and then…

“Ugh!”

A crisp to the extreme sound sounded, basketball… Boom in.

This loud through-the-top sound is the last remaining insistence of Hidetoku and Shintaro Midorima… Completely defeated.

“Oh!!!”

“Wow!!!

“Too… It’s awesome. ”

“Luo Chen, strong enough to burst!”

The spectators’ shouts of extreme excitement were like a huge wave, frantically sweeping the entire Tokyo Stadium.

This ball completely ignited the atmosphere of the stadium!

“This Trace…”

Ryota Huangse and Daiki Aobei looked at each other, and they didn’t know what to say, so they only shook their heads.

“Luo Chen, today I am the God of Fire… Only serve you! ”

The Vulcan Great I was completely frozen.

Bang!

Shintaro Midorima, who could no longer stand it, “plopped”, knelt on the ground, lowered his head, his eyes were dark, and the double blow of body and psychology made him haggard and his face turned pale.

And at this moment…..

A pair of hands reached out in front of him.

It looked up… It’s a rodo.

“It’s just a game, it doesn’t mean anything, you… It will get stronger. ”

Long!

“Hmm!”

He nodded, grabbed Luo Chen’s hand and stood up, his expression returned to normal, and a strange light flashed, this light… It is the light of his attention to Luo Chen.

The two quarters of the game are over.

Luo Ji cut 100 points in a single quarter, setting a record record.

However, to be precise… 5 minutes.