Black Basketball: I am invincible by playing badly

Swish!!!

The three-pointer works!

The ball changes.

In this round, Fang Jilai passes the ball to Huizaki Shogo at the bottom line.

Huizaki Shogo makes a standard shooting posture and hits the three-pointer steadily.

In the next few rounds, Midorima Shintaro still uses the pick-and-roll jumper tactic to keep the score.

But it feels more and more difficult later.

Because Nijimura Shuzo and Huizaki Shogo seem to have adapted to it, they can quickly avoid the pick-and-roll and come in front of him.

When they get in front of him, they can't help but shoot.

However, there is no danger.

"Beep! The first quarter is over."

The first quarter ended, and both sides went off the court to rest.

In the direction of Shude.

Midorima Shintaro sat down on the bench and took a sip of the water handed over by the substitute.

Then, without turning his head, he shouted:

"Takao."

Takao Kazunari looked at Midorima Shintaro in confusion, and then seemed to understand Midorima Shintaro's idea.

A smile appeared on his face.

"I know, Xiaozhen, you are going to use that move, right?"

Takao Kazunari was very happy. The moves they practiced hard can finally be used!

Midorima Shintaro stopped talking after seeing that Takao Kazunari understood what he meant.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Kirisaki Daiichi.

His expression was very serious.

Midorima Shintaro knew very well that although the score seemed to be almost the same now.

But don't forget that Fang Jilai has not made a move yet!

Only the other people in Kirisaki Daiichi made a move.

Midorima Shintaro clenched his fists, his expression a little ugly.

'Is this the destiny...? .......’

Mitarou Midorima’s clenched fist loosened, he looked up, sighed, and murmured:

“Do your best… and wait for fate…”

Kirisaki’s first direction.

Momoi Satsuki put down the tactical board and smiled.

“Do you understand?”

Everyone nodded.

"I understand!"

Momoi Satsuki looked at Nijimura Shuzo and Haizaki Shogo with a look of disbelief:

"Nijimura-senpai, Haizaki-san, are you sure you understand?"

Nijimura Shuzo touched his nose and laughed:

"Don't worry, I definitely understand. As for Haizaki, I don't know."

Haizaki Shogo was confused and shouted:

"Nijimura-senpai, what do you mean! I definitely understand too! But I don't know whether you understand or not."

Nijimura Shuzo directly clamped Haizaki Shogo's head under his armpit, clenched his left fist, and slightly arched the index finger joint.

He drilled Haizaki Shogo's head.

"Ah! Bastard! Let me go!"

"You're stealing my lines again! I have to teach you a lesson today!"

"I'm wrong! I'll let you go if you admit your mistake!"

"I'm not wrong!"

"Ah!"

"I'm wrong!"

"I'm not wrong!!"

The first group of Kirisaki twitched their mouths, obviously used to it.

Tao Jing Wu Yue was too lazy to care, so let the two of them quarrel.

Fang Jilai asked at this time:

"Yue Yue, do you think Xiao Lu can enter the zone?"

Tao Jing Wu Yue looked at her information, thought for a while and replied:

"Yes, but it's difficult."

Fang Jilai tilted her head.

"Tell me more about it."

Momoi Mayu nodded and said:

"In fact, Midorima-san's strength has long been able to meet all the conditions for opening a zone."

"But... he is too rational."

"So rational that he himself can't tell whether he loves basketball or not."

"Rather than saying he loves basketball, it's better to say he loves three-pointers."

"And have you forgotten? Midorima-san always says a sentence."

Fang Jilai thought for a while and asked:

"Do your best and wait for fate?"

Momoi Mayu nodded and continued to speak.

"Yes, who plays basketball for God?"

"If Midorima-san only believed the previous sentence, he could have entered the zone by now."

Fang Jilai seemed to have thought of something and asked:

"Then... Xiaolu's way to enter the zone now... is to resist fate once?"

Momoi May nodded and said:

"Yes, as long as Midorima-san does not believe in fate, resists human power, or is a little impulsive once, then he can enter the zone."

Fang Jilai nodded.

Indeed, Midorima Shintaro is too rational.

Whether in junior high school or high school.

He is a rational person.

To put it bluntly, he is a charlatan!

"Beep! The second quarter begins, both sides play!"Midorima Shintaro checked his shoelaces again and found no problem, then he stood up and went on the court.

Fang Jilai slowly went on the court, he turned his head to look at Midorima Shintaro.

Midorima Shintaro also turned his head to look over, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

At this time, Fang Jilai asked:

"Little Green."

Midorima Shintaro:

"Hmm?"

Fang Jilai continued to ask:

"Do you still... believe in destiny?"

Midorima Shintaro hesitated for a while, then replied:

"I believe."

"I can only wait for destiny to return if I do my best."

Fang Jilai's mouth twitched.

Hesitation means that Midorima Shintaro still has some other ideas in his mind.

But... your god-like attribute is too full!

Fang Jilai sighed, not knowing what to say, and finally only managed one sentence.

"Xiaolu...you can try to resist fate a little bit."

After saying that, Fang Jilai went on the court.

There was no way, this thing could only be understood by Midorima Shintaro himself.

He couldn't help!

He couldn't tell Midorima Shintaro.

[Xiaolu, don't believe in fate, believe in basketball instead.]

Isn't that stupid? !

Midorima Shintaro stood there, thinking about what Fang Jilai had just said.

"Resist.........fate?............"

"But........fate............can it really be resisted?............"

"Xiaozhen! Get ready."

While Midorima Shintaro was still thinking, Takao Kazunari's voice came out.

Midorima Shintaro came back to his senses, nodded and ran to the court to prepare for the second quarter.

The second quarter began.

Kirisaki had the first ball.

Fang Jilai slowly passed the half court with the ball.

Gao Weihecheng had a serious face. Although the pressure was still there, he had to learn to resist it.

Otherwise, this game would be really difficult.

Gao Weihecheng endured the discomfort and pressed towards Fang Jilai.

Fang Jilai was a little surprised.

He didn't hide? Instead, he rushed over?

Fang Jilai smiled faintly, made a change of direction casually, and passed Gao Weihecheng cleanly.

Facing the open three-pointer, Fang Jilai would naturally not be soft-hearted.

His hand fell!

Swish! ! !

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