However, Yuuto executed it with an extremely uncoordinated movement.
The visual impact of this shot was akin to Eiji Kikumaru (from Prince of Tennis) unleashing Genichiro Sanada's "Aggression like Fire" with his acrobatic tennis.
The gap had widened to 8 points!
Seiho fans were cheering loudly, their shouts drowning out the Tōō fans on the opposite side.
"Sei~ho~"
Clap clap clap clap~
"Sei~ho~"
Clap clap clap clap~
They chanted in unison with rhythm, clapping four times forcefully after each shout.
"A year ago you couldn't beat me, and now you definitely can't beat me."
Yuuto landed and straightened his back, standing before Aomine.
This pride, once belonging to the Generation of Miracles, was now held in Yuuto's hands.
Aomine said nothing, fists clenched tight. At this moment, he was standing before the second door of the Zone.
Long, long ago, he knew there was a second stage to the Zone.
But a figure at the gate stopped him from entering.
The figure was hazy and pitch-black; he couldn't see clearly who it was.
Aomine just felt that the person blocking him had a deep connection with him.
"Who the hell are you!"
"Get out of my way!"
He spoke, attempting to make the black shadow disappear, but the figure didn't move, nor did it respond to his words.
Aomine had regained his lost passion and found an opponent he wanted to defeat.
But this opponent was too strong; he needed more power to defeat this enemy.
Beyond 100%!
Perhaps the answer he sought lay behind this door, but he couldn't find the key.
"Don't waste your effort. You can't get in," Yuuto said as if he could see through Aomine's heart. "Because you've already abandoned it."
"What do you know?" Aomine frowned on his cold face.
Clearly never having stepped into the Zone domain, why did Yuuto seem to know everything?
"Or perhaps, you can enter the Zone yourself, but you gave it up and chose another path?"
This wasn't impossible.
With Yuuto's talent, he shouldn't be unable to enter the Zone domain.
Hearing this, Yuuto turned around silently, not answering the opponent's question.
Before transmigrating, he had read another sports manga, Blue Lock.
There was a vivid metaphor in it.
Some people are born geniuses, like the Generation of Miracles. Their talent is innate; from the day of their birth, they are destined to become the focus of people's attention.
More people are born ordinary.
Some choose to go with the flow, while others choose to rise up and face difficulties, but can only struggle, trying everything to chase the talents those geniuses possessed from birth.
Blue Lock described such existence as "Talent of the Earth" (Hard Worker/Polished Gem)—talents who can contend with geniuses through acquired effort and various methods.
Yuuto considered himself such a person.
Although he possessed something even more powerful: the Simulator.
...
Tōō's possession.
Aomine stopped dwelling on meaningless things.
After getting the ball, he exploded with acceleration without reservation.
"Even if I can't enter the second door, I can still defeat you!" Aomine let out a roar that instantly pierced half the court.
Then.
Yuuto went up to meet him, swift as a ghost, like the "Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada" (martial arts move).
But at the same time, his defense was fierce and powerful, actively seeking physical confrontation to increase the intensity of the match and intensify Aomine's stamina drain.
The referee didn't change the scale of foul calls because Tōō was trailing; after all, even he couldn't see clearly, his vision obscured by that hazy steam.
White steam covered the two.
People could only see a cyan lightning bolt constantly sliding quickly within it, or perhaps struggling, wanting to break free from Yuuto's blockade.
"Yuuto!"
Aomine roared, the cyan lightning in his eyes surging. He shook his body frantically, his movements traceless and chaotic to the extreme.
However.
Yuuto seemed unaffected. Long-term correction allowed him to handle Aomine's basketball with ease.
Zzzzt!
The cyan electric arc surged, becoming thicker.
Aomine squeezed his potential, exploding with maximum speed to pass half of Yuuto's body length.
Technique Specialization!
His body data shifted rapidly again, this time specializing in technique.
"Eagle's Hook!" (Eagle Spear?)
Still the Eagle's Hook, but compared to before, it became more agile.
Aomine already sensed the threat from behind and dodged in time.
However.
Yuuto's arm tore at him like a venomous snake seeing prey, swatting the ball away the moment Aomine switched hands.
"Stolen again!" People were greatly alarmed.
That was the Ace of the Generation of Miracles, Aomine Daiki.
Before Hozumi Academy cut them down, he was the strongest junior high student in people's eyes.
Even after losing to Yuuto, Aomine remained a TOP 3 level player in people's eyes.
And now?
He suffered comprehensive suppression from Yuuto.
"So amazing. Is he really invincible?" Someone whispered.
Even the Ace of the Generation of Miracles was suppressed to this extent; was there anyone who could defeat Yuuto?
The ball was picked up by Iwamura under the basket. Imitating Ryuhei Kasuga, he threw the ball forcefully toward the frontcourt.
...Fwoosh~
A large amount of steam bloomed from Yuuto's body. After a charge-up, he streaked across the sky like a meteor.
"It's not over yet, Yuuto!"
Aomine launched a pursuit, the cyan lightning following the white steam lingering in the air.
Smack!
The basketball hit the floor frantically and bounced. Facing such a pursuit, Yuuto's face showed no fluctuation.
Dazzling golden light erupted from his body again, like a vortex attracting the basketball to run with him.
Finally.
The two arrived under the basket and jumped simultaneously, heights almost equal, arms swatting at one side of the basketball.
Aomine didn't shout like other players, but his tightly clenched teeth showed he was giving his all.
But...
Strength Specialization!
The Bible of the Star talent activated again. Yuuto's arm muscles contracted rapidly, then exploded completely, overpowering Aomine to dunk the ball into the basket.
BOOM!
The basket shook violently. Aomine landed and stumbled back a few steps from the impact.
"Strength, speed, technique... every aspect has reached a brand new level!"
Even if achieved through some means, achieved is achieved.
Seiho.
No, it should be said Yuuto, was indeed the biggest enemy for Rakuzan to win the championship.
"It's over." Akashi prepared to leave. The Emperor Eye saw Aomine's fatigue.
Soon, his old teammate would slip from peak condition.
Such a duel was about to have a winner.
"Is Little Akashi leaving?"
"Yeah. I'll wait for you in Kyoto. And Shintaro, see you at the Winter Cup."
Akashi bid a decisive farewell to his old teammates.
This match gave him some inspiration; he couldn't wait to return to Kyoto to experiment.
He indicated he would wait for Kise's visit in Kyoto. As for Midorima, he could only wait until winter.
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