Kise watched quietly as Yuuto walked past him.
Then.
Smack!
He asked for the ball from Yukio Kasamatsu again.
"Still giving it to Kise?" Seirin members were stunned.
Continuously letting Kise go one-on-one with Yuuto right from the start.
Winning would be fine, but if he lost, a blow to team morale would be inevitable.
Zzzzt~
This time, Kise didn't give Yuuto any preparation time. Golden lightning erupted from his hands as he dribbled with five fingers.
Thump!
Lightning Dribble!
Unusually loud dribbling noise, moving forward quickly like thunder.
Kise moved quickly following the basketball, plunging into Seiho's hinterland like a golden flash.
"Dribbling just like Kotaro."
"Not like me; faster than me."
Hayama Kotaro glared sideways at his teammate.
Really.
He relied on this super-fast dribbling to make his way in the world. Result: one by one, they took his unique skill and used it, and used it better than him.
"All monsters!"
Akashi said nothing, eyes fixed on the court.
Visibly, his old teammate Kise Ryota had become much stronger.
In a year, he grew a lot, even exceeding his expectations.
"But with just this level, Ryota can't beat Yuuto."
The secondary personality Akashi had already seen the future.
While speaking, Kise had broken into the Seiho paint.
And his footwork was incredibly weird; fans couldn't see the details for a moment, only feeling an awkward sensation.
"That's our Lightning Run!" Ryuhei Kasuga was shocked.
Although knowing the opponent was a copy demon—able to understand any player's technique at a glance except for Yuuto and the Generation of Miracles—seeing it happen right in front of him was still quite a blow.
Useless!
"That's why I said you're too naive, Kise."
Yuuto kicked out like a sharp sword, completely unaffected by any Lightning Run interference.
Seiho's correction; he completed it in a quarter of a match.
He killed his way to Kise's side, his right arm flung out like a spear, hitting the ball in Kise's hand straight on.
"Consecutive steals at the start!"
"In this case, the rhythm will be firmly controlled by Seiho!"
Seirin people sweated for Kaijo.
Looking for Yuuto to single out was still too risky.
After all.
That was a monster who could suppress even the Ace of the Generation of Miracles, Aomine Daiki, head-on.
While speaking.
Ryuhei Kasuga had picked up the ball on the ground to spark a counterattack.
However.
"Kasuga!" Yuuto swept a glance violently and shouted a reminder.
Too late!
Kaijo's captain suddenly killed his way out of the crowd, slapping hard to steal the ball from Kasuga's hands, then pulling up for a jump shot.
2:2!
"Kasamatsu!" Ryuhei Kasuga gritted his teeth. Being stolen like this by a player of the same position was a humiliation.
"Don't think beating Shutoku and Tōō means you can naturally defeat our Kaijo!"
Kaijo's captain was full of dominance.
Implying they were stronger than Shutoku and Tōō.
Turning around, he shouted loudly to his teammates.
"Defend one!"
"Oh!"
All Kaijo members responded loudly.
"Not only did morale not drop, it became even more appalling."
Kaijo's morale today was unexpectedly high.
Almost to the point of being tangible; anyone could see their thirst for victory.
Yuuto came to the three-point line and also reached out for the ball actively.
He dribbled slowly, observing the situation on the court.
In the finals stage of the Nationals, almost all participating teams chose closed training.
Even for practice matches, everyone picked teams without qualifying qualifications for closed practice.
That is to say, Yuuto's correction of Kaijo was 0. But their data was all in his mind.
Smack~
The moment the basketball bounced into his hand again, Yuuto rushed over with a big stride.
First Aomine's chaotic basketball, then immediately the pragmatic-to-the-extreme basketball style.
The rhythm change of two completely different styles made Kise make a wrong judgment.
He imitated Yuuto reaching out from behind to grab, only to see Yuuto quickly cut the ball and switch hands, dodging effortlessly.
Swish!
Yuuto hit the jump shot again for 2 points.
Landing, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at Yukio Kasamatsu, who had killed his way to his side unnoticed. The opponent's expression carried unwillingness and pity.
"If you can't stop Yuuto, the situation won't be any different." Aomine said hoarsely, "He's not a guy you can defeat with just morale."
The difference in scoring efficiency was too great.
Aomine knew very well.
"Lion King Yuuto!"
Genta Takeuchi sat on the bench with fingers interlaced.
The hot state of these Kaijo players could only maintain the stalemate in score for a period of time, because their distance from Yuuto's level was still very long.
...
From the moment the schedule came out, they had been studying Yuuto's playstyle and characteristics.
If they couldn't tame this beast, they couldn't defeat Seiho.
Kise and Kasamatsu were Kaijo's best two players. But it was hard for the two of them to defeat the Lion King.
"Truly an unreasonable monster."
"However, Kaijo doesn't just have Kise!"
They learned from the failures of Shutoku and Tōō.
To reach that level, other factors of the team were equally indispensable.
"Moriyama!"
On the court, seeing Kise locked down by Yuuto, Yukio Kasamatsu shouted to deceive the opponent, fake passing and real driving to quickly pass Ryuhei Kasuga.
"I won't fall for it a second time, Kasamatsu!" Kasuga moved in advance, turning to block Kasamatsu again.
...
"Not yet!" The Kaijo captain didn't stop moving, reacting quickly, stopping abruptly and turning to the other side.
However, he was still seen through by Kasuga.
"Then it's a fadeaway jump shot, right!"
He jumped almost simultaneously, his fingertips almost touching the basketball.
"Completely seen through!"
"Sure enough, Yuuto told the rest of Seiho everyone's intel on Kaijo."
"Not just simple intel, but predictions carrying the future."
How could Riko Aida not know.
Seiho's Number 10 possessed terrifying analytical ability like Tōō's female manager.
But.
"Who cares about your predictions now? Basketball matches change in an instant!" Yukio Kasamatsu shot toughly against the defense.
Clang! The basketball drew an arc and hit the rim, bouncing off. But the Kaijo captain's expression remained cold as he said, "Hayakawa's rebounding ability is unreasonable!"
"Ooooh!"
As the words fell, Mitsuhiro Hayakawa soared like a jet, snatching the ball between Giichi Omuro and Tsutomu Iwamura.
Without thinking, he flung the ball to the corner of the three-point line.
The biggest weakness of the 3-2 zone lay in the two corners; this couldn't be avoided.
Tsugawa Tomoki didn't lose position, but Yoshitaka Moriyama caught and shot. The shooting posture was extremely weird, like a "big loop" specifically to draw fouls, and the shot ball had no spin at all.
"Although all information was memorized, this movement is too weird."
Tsugawa reached out to slap, but smack, hit Moriyama's arm.
Beep! Referee blew the whistle; Kaijo got three free throws.
...
Get 20+ chapters ahead on - P.a.t.r.e.o.n "RoseWhisky"