Bab 3: Chapter 3:"Are you ready to lose at home?"
After a brief silence on the court, everyone reacted. The player who just dunked the ball was a little too arrogant.
Teikō Junior High is a school that has dominated the junior high basketball world for three consecutive years.
"Too arrogant."
"I don't even know which school you're from. Why are you pretending?"
"You will have a hard time in the future."
The aggressive noises were endless.
But there were also many girls who fell for this.
"Damn cool!"
It's true, these girls have good vision. Aizen's appearance in this life is beyond reproach.
For these adolescent girls, the charisma Aizen shows on the court can also stimulate them more.
Many girls who initially focused on Kise Ryōta now turned their attention to Aizen.
Among the fans who came to watch the game, girls accounted for a small half. Their chatter also aroused the dissatisfaction of the boys.
This made the whole stadium more lively.
The coach of Teikō's second team did not panic after seeing Aizen complete the dunk. He still looked calm.
"It seems my judgment is correct. He is indeed very strong, but the score gap is too big."
He made a gesture to the Teikō players on the court.
Aizen noticed his actions. He understood that as the coach of Teikō, even if only the second-team coach, he was very professional.
Unlike his own coach. After seeing Aizen's strength, he would definitely take corresponding countermeasures.
Sure enough, after a brief confusion, the opponents quickly adjusted after seeing the coach's instructions.
And after reacting, they all felt an inexplicable sense of shame.
As players of Teikō Junior High, they were humiliated by a third-rate player from an unknown school team on their home court.
This is something they had never imagined. Although they are only the second team, that is only in Teikō.
If Teikō Junior High is excluded, they are strong enough to be the main force of any junior high school team.
The more they thought about it, the angrier they got, especially hearing the noisy sounds in the stadium.
The ball handler who had just faced Aizen had a gloomy face.
"I was just careless. Let's show these third-rate guys what Teikō is."
"Yes, we were playing more restrainedly to give them some face, but now it seems unnecessary."
The court is very large. Although Aizen was a bit far from them, he could vaguely hear their voices.
He was not angry but a little excited, and that mischievous expression appeared on his face again.
Aizen is only interested in two situations on the court.
One is the resistance of the weak, and the other is encountering a real strong man.
"Okay, finally we have some fun before Kise comes on the court."
...
At the offensive transition, the opponent passed the ball to the point guard.
Aizen did not press the ball; he was waiting for his opponent at the top of the arc of the three-point line.
The opponent changed the rhythm of his left and right hands. It was clear his ball control skills were solid, and his eyes were always on Aizen.
He was ready to pass Aizen, but it was useless. Aizen did not give him any chance at all.
Although Aizen did not step forward to steal, his momentum alone made the opponent hesitant.
This made him feel embarrassed after talking big.
But he had no choice. Their status in the second team was not as high as those first-team players.
This can't continue; it's too slow.
He finally called his teammates forward for a pick and roll, and the center smoothly stood beside Aizen.
Aizen's teammates were also mobilized. Seeing the opponent blocking Aizen, they prepared to cover.
Their cooperation was excellent. It was clear they had used this tactic countless times and were extremely skilled.
According to their past experience, Teikō's center would go down, and the point guard could pass the ball to him for a layup.
"Heh, you are indeed a third-rate team. I can fool you with a bit of brains."
The opponent had already imagined the joy of completing the attack with his exquisite pass.
"This is what a point guard should be like, learn from him."
However, all this was within Aizen's expectations.
At this moment, Metavision activated, and Aizen's vision instantly rose, seeing the entire court clearly.
Yes, it was a God's perspective.
At this moment, the situation on the court was like a pattern in his mind.
More extraordinarily, Aizen instantly analyzed the ball's direction 0.5 seconds ahead.
Aizen had insight into the basketball's trajectory.
0.5 seconds is very fast on the court, but it was enough for Aizen to appear on the ball's route in advance.
"Snap!" A crisp steal sounded.
The basketball was firmly grasped by Aizen's big hand.
"Here it comes, this familiar feeling again."
Teammates familiar with Aizen showed an expression of being accustomed to it.
They had seen Aizen's magical steals many times in practice.
This scene was very strange to everyone in the audience.
It was as if Aizen had known where the ball was going.
Coach Teikō frowned slightly.
"Predicted? He's not just a reckless man; he has a strong basketball IQ."
The expression on the face of the intercepted player froze from arrogance to shock.
Now his face was slightly distorted and funny.
He didn't have time to react.
Aizen had already taken the lead, pushing the ball to attack.
The opponent could only defend hard, but the familiar feeling of despair returned.
Although he didn't fall to the ground this time, he was outpaced by Aizen's speed.
The feeling of despair was no less than the last time.
"Bang!"
Another dunk, Aizen didn't pity Teikō's basket at all.
He turned his head and looked at the opponent who had caught up with him.
"Is this what you call playing with your brain?"
"You're lucky. Study hard; there aren't many opportunities."
The opponent's face twisted a little.
"What are you crazy about? We still have the advantage. It's only 12 to 24 now."
After holding it in for a long time, he finally let out a harsh word.
Aizen didn't continue to look at him. It was a bit boring.
...
"Whistle!"
The first quarter ended, and the whole court was truly silent.
The big screen showed the score.
22:26.
That's right, after Aizen came on the court, the opponent only scored one goal.
Almost all of it was Aizen's rhythm, and the opponent's coach called a timeout during the period.
But it was useless; it became worse and worse.
The four players from Jianguang's team escorted Aizen off the court and prepared to rest.
When passing the Teikō area off the court, Aizen looked at Kise Ryōta sitting on the opponent's bench.
A smile appeared on his face, and he spoke calmly.
"You can sit there like this? Are you ready to lose at home?"
"If you're afraid, you can notify the other main players"
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