On the court.
Daiki Aomine and Shuzo Nijimura kept chasing and countering each other, neither willing to give the other even the smallest opening.
However, Daiki Aomine's speed was still a step above. During one drive, he seized his chance.
He broke past Shuzo Nijimura.
Shuzo Nijimura immediately chased after him, but Daiki Aomine had already opened up the play and taken the advantage.
And once Daiki Aomine had the advantage, there was no way he would let it go.
He immediately jumped, casually stretching his body out in midair.
Shuzo Nijimura jumped with him, but once he was in the air, he realized he had no idea which point he was supposed to block.
Because Daiki Aomine's shot was [Formless]!
Shuzo Nijimura's mind raced, his eyes constantly shifting.
'Where will he release it? Where?'
Daiki Aomine straightened his right arm in the air, raising the basketball high.
Shuzo Nijimura instantly locked onto the position, excitement flashing through his heart.
'Found it!'
In the next second, Shuzo Nijimura's hand moved to block the spot where he believed Daiki Aomine would shoot.
Then something completely unexpected happened.
Daiki Aomine suddenly grinned. His right hand drew a circle, shifting the ball into his left hand.
Then, with a powerful flick of his left hand, he threw the basketball past Shuzo Nijimura's side.
Shuzo Nijimura had no time to react. He could only watch in shock as the ball flew past him.
'Damn it, it was a feint!'
Clang.
The basketball struck the backboard, then bounced into the hoop.
After scoring, Daiki Aomine slowly turned and walked away.
Shuzo Nijimura watched Daiki Aomine's back, and his fighting spirit slowly began to rise.
For the next three possessions, Shuzo Nijimura called for the ball each time, determined to compete with Daiki Aomine.
But across those three possessions, Shuzo Nijimura did not score a single basket. Daiki Aomine stopped all of them.
Daiki Aomine, on the other hand, broke through Shuzo Nijimura cleanly in all three possessions.
He had forced his way past Shuzo Nijimura three times in a row.
The game continued.
Kirisaki Daiichi had possession.
Shuzo Nijimura stood outside the three-point line in the frontcourt, while Daiki Aomine slowly stepped up to him in a clear defensive stance.
Shuzo Nijimura looked at him helplessly and said, "Aomine, you don't need to guard me like that anymore."
Daiki Aomine froze for a moment and asked, "Why?"
Shuzo Nijimura smiled and said, "I'm not the kind of person who gets carried away. For me, if I can't respond with a score in three possessions, I'll give up the ball and let my teammates handle it."
"Besides, your opponent now... isn't me."
After saying that, Shuzo Nijimura slowly ran away, and another figure gradually dribbled the ball up to Daiki Aomine.
Thud... thud... thud...
Daiki Aomine looked up and saw the person dribbling in front of him.
It was Miyamoto Tokima!
Miyamoto Tokima had a faint smile on his face as he dribbled the basketball and met Daiki Aomine's gaze.
He did not speak. His entire body simply radiated wave after wave of terrifying pressure.
Feeling that aura, Daiki Aomine immediately grew serious.
Daiki Aomine's gaze sharpened as he looked Miyamoto Tokima in the eyes and said in a low voice, "Miyamoto..."
The corners of Miyamoto Tokima's mouth lifted slightly.
"Are you ready, Daiki?"
Daiki Aomine nodded heavily and said, "Bring it on!"
As soon as he said that, Miyamoto Tokima suddenly gathered the ball and shot right in front of Daiki Aomine.
Daiki Aomine froze for a moment. Just as he raised his hand to defend, he realized it was already too late.
Miyamoto Tokima's shot was extremely fast, and his shooting motion was exceptionally smooth.
After leaving his hands, the basketball dropped cleanly through the hoop with a pleasant sound.
Swish!
After scoring, Miyamoto Tokima said, "Daiki, looks like you still weren't ready."
Daiki Aomine stood there with his hand raised, his face full of shock.
Fast. Too fast. So fast he had not reacted at all.
"Heh... haha..."
Daiki Aomine suddenly could not hold back and laughed twice. An excited smile spread across his face.
His eyes burned as he looked at Miyamoto Tokima, and he laughed with excitement.
"Just as I thought, Miyamoto! You're the only one who can really get me fired up!"
The moment Daiki Aomine finished speaking, a streak of lightning flashed in his eyes, then transformed into a violent bolt of blue lightning.
Crackle!!!
Lightning exploded from Daiki Aomine's eyes, twisting wildly through the air.
Zone!
With an excited smile on his face and violent lightning flashing in his eyes, Daiki Aomine said to Miyamoto Tokima with his whole body buzzing with energy,
"Come on, Miyamoto! The game has only just begun!"
...
Possession changed.
Daiki Aomine directly chose to receive the ball in the backcourt, then rushed toward the frontcourt at full speed.
Miyamoto Tokima spread his arms, waiting for Daiki Aomine to come.
As soon as Daiki Aomine crossed half court, he saw two [Iron Walls] rise out of thin air, blocking both sides of his path.
Daiki Aomine was already used to this. Without the slightest panic, he began his attack.
He kept dribbling, breaking through, and spinning, while his body repeatedly collided with the two [Iron Walls].
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Daiki Aomine kept crashing into the [Iron Walls], but they stood like reinforced concrete, impossible to shake.
'Damn it, I can't move them at all!'
Daiki Aomine gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly.
With no other choice, Daiki Aomine forced a step-back jump shot.
But the instant he jumped, the [Iron Walls] on both sides of him suddenly vanished.
'They disappeared?'
Daiki Aomine was confused for a moment. Then he suddenly noticed a mist appear in front of his eyes.
Immediately after that, his vision went dark, and he could barely make out the outside world.
A familiar feeling instantly struck Daiki Aomine's mind, making him remember what this was right away.
That was right. This was Miyamoto Tokima's blindfold defense, [Blinding]!
A skill that could temporarily take away another person's vision!
Because Daiki Aomine's vision had suddenly gone dark, he naturally lost his sense of distance to the basket.
With no other choice, Daiki Aomine could only take a desperate gamble. Relying on the last position of the basket he had seen and the shooting touch he had built over time, he forced the basketball out.
Clang!
The basketball struck the rim hard, then bounced high into the air.
At that moment, Miyamoto Tokima's hand moved away from Daiki Aomine's face.
As Miyamoto Tokima's hand left, Daiki Aomine's vision returned as well...
...