Black Basketball: A false start

Chapter 44: Perfect

"This guy is taller than me... but he moves so fast!?" Daisuke Narumi looked at Murasakibara Atsushi in front of him in horror, a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Yanzi!" Murasakibara Atsushi didn't care about what Daisuke Narumi was thinking. After landing, he threw the ball directly to the front court.

"Murasara, after this game, go back and practice your long passes!" Kaneki Ken looked at the pass flying like a cannonball with a helpless smile, and ran towards the front court with his long legs.

"Ah, did I throw it too hard?" Murasakibara Atsushi looked at his right hand belatedly, "It was clearly a normal amount of force..."

Kaneki Ken naturally didn't know the doubts in Murasakihara Atsushi's heart. He just saw him jump high after a long run, grab the ball in his arms, and look at Liu Wei who was waiting in full battle array with a playful smile on his face. Unexpectedly, Liu Wei, a Chinese student and Murasakihara Atsushi, two of the three iron walls of Yangquan University in the future, met for the first time under such circumstances.

"Senior Liu Wei, there is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.'" Kaneki Ken said in a clear and melodious voice, "So, you better get out of the way."

"Huh? Get out of the way? What are you talking about?" Liu Wei hadn't even finished his words when he felt the world in front of him turn into a data stream made up of 0s and 1s. He struggled hard to keep up with Kaneki Ken, but he couldn't resist the loss of balance and fell to the ground.

"Is this what Kaneki meant by seeing farther?" Akashi Seijuro stared at Kaneki Ken's every move, as if he had seen something, and an unknown feeling in his heart was rising wildly.

"Pathetic struggle." Kaneki Ken looked at the embarrassed Liu Wei with sympathetic eyes, and calmly collected the ball and shot. The calmness on his face made people feel that he was not in a game at the moment, but was doing shooting training. After completing the attack, Kaneki Ken slowly turned around and left. The whole court fell into silence. Only the sound of the basketball entering the net reminded everyone that the game was still going on in the court.

Seeing that the morale of the players on the field had fallen to the bottom, the coach of Shibuya First Junior High School quickly called a timeout.

"Dad, that blond-haired guy is so fast!" Aida Reiko pointed at Kaneki Ken curiously, "He just knocked over the big guy from Shibuya First Middle School in one go! I didn't expect that the blond-haired guy could be so agile. And the purple-haired center."

"Kaneki's speed is indeed amazing, but the secret to the success of that shot just now was not speed," Aida Katsuhiro sighed, "He just saw it."

"See?" Aida Reiko looked at Aida Kagetora with some doubt. "Is this kind of thing possible?"

"Of course you can. There is more than one way." Aida Katsuyori said with a complicated expression, "Either you have a pair of eyes that can clearly see every subtle movement of your opponent, even the rhythm of his breathing and the relaxation of his muscles, or you have a brain that can accurately predict the opponent's next move."

"I think the second one is more realistic." Aida Reiko complained, "The first method. Do those eyes really exist?"

"Who knows?" Aida Katsutora sighed.

"But the coach of Shibuya High School seemed to be a little scared," said Reiko Aida. "They were only five points behind, but they couldn't sit still."

"It's not about 5 points, Reiko." Aida Katsuhiro smacked his lips. "Forget it, let's just watch the game."

"Trash! You are all a bunch of trash!" the coach of Shibuya First Junior High School yelled angrily, "I didn't come to Tokyo to watch you get beaten up by a bunch of first-year students! Hayama, where's your speed? Where's your defense? Why didn't you double-team that blond just now?"

"Coach." Kotaro Hayama stammered and tried to explain something, but was interrupted by the coach's angry roar.

"And you, Narumi Daisuke. What kind of player are you? You couldn't even jump over the jump ball, and you were blocked even when someone gave you one step! You have no shame!"

"The coach from Shibuya seems very angry." Akashi Seijuro looked at the bench of Shibuya First High School next door with interest, "What he said was really not very nice."

"It's really like the top beam is crooked and the bottom beam is crooked." Midorima Shintaro snorted in dissatisfaction, "The coach is all show and no substance, and the students are all arrogant and boastful, but none of them are decent."

"You can't say that, Midorima. Their coach is indeed a wimp, but there are still a few interesting players. Aomine," Kaneki Ken turned to look at Aomine Daiki. According to his plan, this game will be the nutrient for Aomine Daiki's growth. "I tested the quality of Hayama Kotaro for you. It's about the same level as you are now. I have taught you how to play before, and I just demonstrated it to you. The rest is up to you. Is that ok?"

"Ah, got it, leave it to me." Qingfeng Daiki clenched his fists, his eyes burning with the desire to fight, like a tiger about to be released from its cage. "Buzz~" With the buzzing sound of the timer, the pause ended and the game continued.

"Hey, Heipi." Hayama Kotaro received the pass from Yamanaka Kazuhiko and looked at Aomine Daiki who looked excited in front of him, "Call that golden-haired guy over here."

"First, my name is Kaneki Ken, not Kaneki; second, you can only challenge me if you can beat Aomine!" Kaneki Ken was speechless after hearing Hayama Kotaro flattering himself in front of him. He was just on guard, not deaf.
"Haha, it turns out that Ken-kun has always cared about this!" Seeing Kaneki Ken rarely showing his childish side on the field, Momoi Satsuki couldn't help but giggle.

"Did you hear that? Come over here! Little yellow-haired Hayama!" Aomine Daiki slapped the floor excitedly, staring at Hayama Kotaro with burning eyes.

"Then I will defeat you first." Hayama Kotaro looked at Aomine Daiki with gritted teeth, "Then I will defeat that golden-haired guy!"

As Hayama Kotaro finished his words, a rumbling sound rang out in the stadium again. Although it was a far cry from Kaneki Ken's thunderous dribbling, it was already very impressive in the eyes of everyone at Shibuya High School.

"Force his left hand, follow him closely." Aomine Daiki recalled the details of the intelligence given by Kaneki Ken, while sticking to the right side of Hayama Kotaro, driving him to an area he was not comfortable with. Under the harassment of Aomine Daiki, Hayama Kotaro had to break through to his unfamiliar left hand.

"Hey, Heipi, what are you talking about?" Kotaro Yeyama asked unhappily as he looked at Aomine Daiki who was mumbling in front of him.

"I'm analyzing your weaknesses." Aomine Daiki said truthfully as he looked at Hayama Kotaro who was blocked from breaking through, "You are really not good at mid-range and long-range shots just like Kaneki said."

"Ah? I just think that breaking through to score is more efficient." Kotaro Hayama blushed a little at what Aomine Daiki said, and with a quick stop and a pass, he was ready to prove that his mid-range and long-range shooting skills were just as superb.

"Stop struggling." Aomine Daiki rushed forward and cut the ball off the moment Hayama Kotaro raised the ball. "Kaneki also predicted that you might be irritated by what I just said, and he shot at me with a stubborn head~ It was really spot-on." After completing the steal, Aomine Daiki didn't even make any adjustments. He was like a bullet from a gun, and he arrived at the frontcourt in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" After making a mistake, Kotaro Hayama rushed forward and tried to prevent the ball.

"Naive." Feeling Hayama Kotaro chasing after him, Aomine Daiki raised the corner of his mouth slightly, received the ball and raised his hand.

"Mada Mada! (It's still a long way to go)" Kotaro Hayama jumped up, ready to block the ball.

"Hayama! Don't!" Yamanaka Kazuhiko felt something was wrong and was about to open his mouth to warn him, but it was too late. Hayama Kotaro crashed heavily into Aomine Daiki in the air.

"It doesn't matter if it's a foul, at least he can't score this goal directly." Hayama Kotaro thought while gritting his teeth, "But why does his expression have a hint of sarcasm? Could it be that in this state, he can still..."

"Don't be so surprised." Aomine Daiki, who lost his balance in the air, looked at Hayama Kotaro's distorted expression, smiled and threw the ball into the basket seemingly casually.

"Bang, whoosh"

"Beep! No. 6 of the green team committed a shooting foul. The ball counts as a goal and one free throw is awarded!" The referee's whistle sounded the moment the basketball hit the backboard and went into the basket.

"You bastard!" Hayama Kotaro gritted his teeth and looked at Aomine Daiki, his eyes bloodshot.

"Really? Kaneki's way of scoring by casually throwing the ball in the air is really hard to learn." Aomine Daiki looked at Hayama Kotaro half-relieved and half-provokingly, "It looks like I'm lucky, Hayama little yellow-haired."

Sorry sorry, everyone, it's a little late, this chapter has been greatly revised
Ps: In the first year of Miracle, only Murasakibara Atsushi played a relatively dominant performance, crushing Kiyoshi Teppei. Before Kise started playing basketball, Midorima was still a regular three-point shooter who hit the target every time, not as abnormal as he blossomed; Aomine Daiki played back and forth with a guy named Inoue from Kamiki Junior High School; Akashi had not yet awakened the Eye of the Emperor, and was just a point guard with excellent basic skills. Therefore, I personally think it is normal that Hayama Kotaro, who is one year older than Aomine, is about the same as Aomine Daiki in the first year. The difference lies in the subsequent growth curve.

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