Juri Ueno from Kuroko's Basketball

As if he understood Murasakibara Atsushi's meaning, Yamamoto Yohji grinned and turned to chase after Kagami and the others.

Chapter 113 A Stalemate

Vulcan dribbled the ball straight toward the opponent's paint, but just as he reached the three-point line, that troublesome guy appeared: Kodak.

The opponent stared intently at him expressionlessly, his arms nearly four meters long, effectively blocking all his attack routes.

After several attempts to break through, Vulcan found that he could not break through the opponent's defense no matter what he did.

Kodak stood like an impenetrable wall in front of him, making it impossible for him to move forward.

As the opponent tried to break through, Vulcan's face was contorted with rage. Was this guy's strength going too far?

Kodak felt a powerful force constantly pressing against him, and his chest throbbed with pain, but he stubbornly held on, refusing to let the red-haired man enter the three-point line.

"Damn it!" After a brief stalemate, with no other option, and with Yohji Yamamoto and the others already back on defense, even if he managed to break through now, he would have lost his chance to score. Kagami reluctantly chose to pass the ball.

Kise stepped forward to receive the pass and immediately started running all over the court with the person defending him, trying to create an opening in the opponent's defense.

Vulcan and Kodak, who were staring intently at him, pressed against each other back to back.

Kodak glanced at Vulcan beside him, his expression calm. "You can't possibly break through my defenses." As he spoke, under Vulcan's unpleasant gaze, he raised his right hand to use his height advantage to block Vulcan's view.

The sudden darkness made Vulcan's face turn extremely ugly, but with the opponent's height advantage, there was nothing he could do.

Since that was the case, Vulcan chose to lower his body and look from under the opponent's arm. Although he was a little angry, Vulcan knew that only winning could be the best way to vent his anger.

Training ground number seven was now surrounded by other training teams.

The basketball court was filled with the sounds of intense running and shoes rubbing against the floor.

On the sidelines of the stadium.

Six or seven coaches had already gathered around the old man.

"I didn't expect your two teams to start competing so soon."

"When I heard that two teams full of monsters were playing, I immediately ran over."

"Is the score still tied?"

"Is that number seven the ace of the second team?"

"rebound......"

Looking at the situation on the basketball court, the coaches began to analyze it.

The old man simply crossed his arms and calmly watched the situation on the basketball court.

The first half of the game is now halfway through, and the score remains tied at 22-22.

Standing to the side, Yu Senfang took the water handed to him by his assistant, listened to the voices of the coaches, took a sip and smiled, "The competition hasn't really started yet, we're just warming up."

As he spoke, Mimori-bo's gaze involuntarily turned towards Ueno and Yohji Yamamoto.

Because of the mutual obstruction, neither of them really touched the ball.

It was basically just Vulcan and his group constantly attacking each other.

But Kodak's defensive capabilities were truly abnormal; even when he used his imitation of Kise, he was often blocked by the opponent.

This made Kise's expression quite unpleasant.

Fortunately, Kodak wasn't going up against him, but against Vulcan.

So half of those 22 points came from him.

"beep!"

"First half over!"

With the whistle blowing, the first half of the game ended, followed by a ten-minute break.

The members of the two teams exchanged glances, and then, in unison, looked towards the scoreboard.

28: 27.

Ueno's team is leading by one point, which is an advantage.

Back in their seats, Kagami and Kise both looked rather grim, heads bowed and silent.

In the first half, the two of them were tightly defended by that guy named Kodak, making their game very difficult and frustrating.

Vulcan ate three large hot pots all by himself.

This made him even angrier and more frustrated, with nowhere to vent his anger.

Looking at everyone, the old man glanced at Kise, who was panting heavily and covered in sweat; "Kise, you rest first in the second half, Aomine."

Upon hearing this, both Aomine and Kise were taken aback, but Kaigan nodded in unison.

"Yes."

The old man looked at everyone and said, "In the second half, Aomine and Ueno will form the offense. You don't need to worry about defense, just focus on attacking."

Ueno and Aomine responded, "Yes, Coach."

"For defense, the two of you will defend." After Akashi and Murasakibara Atsushi finished speaking, the old man turned to Kagami, who was watching him from the side, and said, "You will continue to be responsible for holding off the opponent's number three."

Right now, on Ueno's side, besides Murasakibara Atsushi, only Kagami's physical abilities and other aspects can rival Kodak's.

Vulcan nodded, glancing at Kodak; "Yes."

Aside from being in Ueno's hands, this was the first time he had ever felt so frustrated under someone else's control.

He may have had the highest ball possession rate, but his shot attempt rate was the lowest, and he even got blocked three times.

This made the somewhat arrogant Vulcan's gaze turn cold.

The old man's gaze swept around before settling back on Ueno; "Ueno."

"Your job in the second half is to draw the opponent's attention."

"Yes."

"Qingfeng, seize any opportunity to make a move."

"clear."

"You don't need to hold back in the second half! Just go all out."

"Yes!"

Chapter 114 I'll pass you the ball next time too

"beep!"

The whistle blew to start the second half!

The two teams enter the field.

Switch sides, the second team has possession of the ball.

"Ueno." After stretching his shoulders, Aomine turned to look at Ueno and chuckled, "Let's crush them in one fell swoop."

"Okay." Ueno nodded and smiled.

Kagami serves, and the ball goes straight to Ueno.

He passed the ball out, and Vulcan instinctively went up against Kodak again.

From the start, he began to compete with his opponent. Even though Ueno, who was dribbling the ball, had not yet crossed the midcourt line, he had already started to press and squeeze against him.

Under the basketball hoop, the two players jostled each other, constantly vying for the best position.

Feeling the intense pressure coming from his back, almost being pushed aside, Kodak couldn't help but look at Vulcan behind him. He saw that Vulcan's face, covered in sweat, was filled with determination as he stared intently at him.

With a furrowed brow, Kodak stood firm, secretly shocked. This guy's strength was even greater than in the first half. This guy was a monster; did he have inexhaustible strength?

Ueno dribbled quickly toward the opponent's three-point line, his eyes constantly glancing at Aomine, who was also rushing toward the opponent's paint.

As soon as his right foot touched the three-point line, Ueno looked at Yohji Yamamoto, who was guarding him, and suddenly pulled the ball back with his right hand, creating a powerful gust of air. To Yohji Yamamoto's astonishment, the basketball "whooshed" past his ear.

The powerful airflow whipped the opponent's hair, blowing it backwards, and even causing a slight, knife-like pain on his face. Looking at Ueno's indifferent expression, Yohji Yamamoto was taken aback. Pass the ball?

Why does the other party always manage to mislead his judgment? Yohji Yamamoto turned his head subconsciously with a face full of doubt, and the basketball created a whirlwind, falling straight into the hands of Aomine behind him.

"Good pass." Feeling the force of the pass in his hand, Qingfeng's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his lips. He liked the force of the pass very much.

He glanced at the person guarding him from behind, then at the basketball hoop, and then tossed the ball with a backhand flick, the movement very natural and smooth.

Ignoring the goal, he ran straight towards Ueno.

"That was a good pass."

The words had barely left his mouth when, with a "whoosh,"...

The basketball goes into the net, a clean swish.

The group's expressions were rather grim.

Is this new guy on the other team really that good at shooting?

They didn't even glance at the basketball hoop?