Aomine Daiki In Shohoku: The Beginning

" Shin Izumi! MVP!"

" Shin Izumi! MVP!"

The loudest shouts came from the Shohoku rest area.

Kuwata and others shouted Shin Izumi's name in unison.

In the stands.

The audience knew the name of this mysterious No. 11.

Shin Izumi? Never heard of him before.

But these two balls made them remember the boy who hung on the Miuradai basket with one arm.

The first impression they had was that he was ruthless and didn't talk much.

His dribbling was fast, accurate and steady, and his dunks were like violent aesthetics.

They really didn't expect that Murasame Kengo would be defeated by a first-year guy?

Many people began to sigh.

"This year's Shohoku...seems to be getting stronger!"

Sendoh looked at Shin Izumi, who showed no mercy from the beginning.

He laughed: "The Miuradai guys are really foul-mouthed. If it were me, I would play the same way."

Uozumi and others agreed.

Miuradai had previously made a bold statement that they would beat Kainan this year and dominate the country, which was completely disregarding Ryonan.

In addition, the two sides had met on the court before, and the evaluation of Miuradai was not particularly good.

Now seeing that they were beaten by Shohoku, they felt a strange pleasure in their hearts.

Miuradai rest area.

Everyone was not calm.

The substitute players all looked unbelievable.

Murasame Kengo? As the captain of Miuradai, he is also the recognized strongest scorer in the team.

Why do you feel so immature in front of Shohoku, the No. 11?

The coach sitting on the chair frowned, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his expression was a little unhappy.

He looked up and down at Shin Izumi's figure.

"Where did this damn guy come from?"

After thinking in his heart, he stood up and used his hand as a trumpet to scold Murasame Kengo who came late.

"Murasame! What on earth do you do? Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

Faced with the coach's scolding, Kengo Murasame's face instantly turned the color of liver. Looking at Shin Izumi who was still ignoring him, the veins on his forehead kept wriggling.

Like little worms, his cunning face looked a little more terrifying.

"Coach, don't worry, I will teach him how to play!"

Murasame tried to make his tone more stable and nodded to the coach.

Miuradai ushered in the second attack.

"Be steady, I feel that the No. 11 kid is a little different!"

Kazuo Araki reminded Kengo Murasame.

"Different? I will let him feel what is really different!"

Kengo Murasame stopped moving forward and paused for a moment and said: "It doesn't matter whether this round of attack is successful or not, I will wait for him here!"

After that, he smiled at Kazuo Araki, but that smile made people feel cold.

Kazuo Araki looked at Kengo Murasame like this, and he knew that he was angry.

Kengo Murasame's actions made the audience talk again.

"What is Murasame doing? He doesn't even plan to participate in the offense?"

"Are they looking down on Shohoku?"

"I don't think they look down on Shohoku. I always feel that things are not that simple."

...

Ryonan people, Koshino and others were also suspicious.

I don't understand what this operation is.

Only Sendoh looked at the attacking Miuradai four-man team, and then looked at the position of Murasame, inside his own three-point line?

"Haha, Murasame is holding back bad things."

"What bad things?"

"You will know when you see it later."

......

The Shohoku rest area was also stunned by Miuradai's sudden operation.

Four people attacking? One person guarding his own basket?

But these are not a problem. Shohoku is now leading by 4 points in less than a minute.

Hisashi Mitsui and several problem children who didn't play couldn't stop shaking their feet.

"I don't know if I will have a chance to play in this game."

"I can only blame you, Xiaosan!"

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

......

On the court.

Miuradai, which only had four people attacking, also made the battle-hardened Akagi a little unpredictable.

Commanding the small players to keep an eye on the small opponents.

Four against five, especially in the absence of an absolute scorer, Miuradai's basketball was once again stolen by Shin Izumi.

Under the attention of the crowd, he ran straight to Miuradai's backcourt.

"Go! Shin Izumi!"

Yasuda and others also stopped and started shouting for encouragement.

With a big leg to lead the way, being a tool man is actually not bad.

"Huh! Come on!"

Murasame Kengo looked at Shin Izumi who was attacking him with a smirk on his face.

He didn't defend forward, but waited for Shin Izumi to arrive at the free throw line on the left.

Shin Izumi raised his eyebrows. What did Murasame Kengo want to do? He might have guessed it in his heart. Seeing that he had already jumped up, Murasame Kengo finally made a move. He rushed towards Shin Izumi like a ferocious brown male. It seemed that he stretched out his hand to block the shot, but in fact he intended to slap Shin Izumi's arm hard. "Want to layup? I'll break one of your arms first! Let you learn how to play basketball!" As he said, he turned his hand into a knife and chopped down Shin Izumi's right hand holding the ball. Suddenly. Time seemed to stand still. Shin Izumi, who was originally suspended in the air to maintain the layup posture, suddenly turned in the air and pulled the lever to send the basketball steadily into the basket. "Dongdong!!" The two continued to land. Shin Izumi looked at Murasame Kengo behind him, and he slowly spoke. "Your behavior is just like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, both pathetic and ridiculous."