Kuroko's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

At this moment, the stadium fell silent, with only the ticking of the timer remaining.

With only 6 seconds left on the clock, Yuki moved.

Yuki placed the ball with one hand, executed a standard crossover, and dashed towards the left side of the ice room. Just as she turned and retreated, Yuki slammed her right foot on the ground, using the reaction force to retreat back to the three-point line.

Yes, at this final moment, Yuki and Hikaru's thoughts coincided.

With Ohara's injury status unknown, choosing a more reliable two-point shot to tie the score and force overtime was nothing more than a slow death.

If Murasakibara were to use the timeout before overtime to regain his previous energy, it would be a devastating blow to Kaijo!

Yuki's mind was racing, but her hands moved quickly. The moment she regained her balance, Yuki pushed off with her legs, jumped into the air, and was about to shoot the final three-pointer towards the basket.

Just then, Himuro managed to stop himself and lunged at Yuuki, spreading his arms wide and roaring, "Don't even think about it!!"

In mid-air, Yuki ignored Himuro in front of her, her eyes fixed on the basket, and flicked her wrist to release the ball.

The basketball traced a beautiful arc above the arena, and in that instant, this small basketball touched the hearts of everyone present.

duang!

The basketball hit the metal behind the hoop and bounced high into the air.

In an instant, cheers and sighs rang out simultaneously in the stadium.

Takeuchi looked extremely frustrated, while Masako's face showed obvious joy.

On the court, after confirming that Yuki's shot was not too hard, Himuro turned to Xiangyang with a smile and said, "It's a real pity. If your center hadn't been injured, you wouldn't have had to let that first-year student play in the game."

Himuro had expected to see some sadness on Hikaru's face, or at least a forced smile. However, Hikaru's expression remained perfectly calm. He looked up at the basketball in the air and said casually, "You know Himuro?"

"The most remarkable thing about young people is that even though they say they're giving up, they always hold onto that spirit."

Himuro was taken aback. At that moment, the timer started beeping again. Himuro turned around abruptly, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

The match isn't over yet?

The timer showed that there were only three seconds left.

The basketball that had just been thrown high into the sky has now fallen back down, landing right where Murasakibara was standing.

Unlike Himuro, who celebrated in advance, Murasakibara bent his knees slightly, staring intently at the basketball in the air, ready to jump at any moment and snatch the last rebound.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared from behind Murasakibara and stood on top of him.

It's Tanaka! He muttered "Impossible" to himself, but his eyes were also fixed on the basketball in the air. He hadn't forgotten what Xiangyang had told him earlier.

Feeling the pressure suddenly coming from behind, Murasakibara's eyes widened as he looked back in disbelief at Tanaka, who had been crushed by him since the first quarter, now daring to block him.

"You little brat, do you want to die?!"

Murasakibara roared and, while fighting Tanaka, stretched out his arms and jumped up with all his might. At the same time, Tanaka also jumped up from behind him in an uncomfortable position.

Both of them stretched out their arms at the same time, reaching for the basketball in the air!

If it were Murasakibara at any other time, he would have won this rebound without any surprise, but after competing against Ohara and Tanaka, he looked a little tired at this moment.

In the end, Tanaka got the rebound before Murasakibara.

This sudden turn of events brought the stadium to an instant silence. Before Takeuchi could even wipe the tears from his face, he witnessed a scene that made his heart stop.

"Good! Well done, Tanaka!"

Before Takeuchi could even feel happy, Murasakibara, realizing he had missed the rebound, steeled himself and slapped the basketball directly at Tanaka's hand while still in mid-air.

Tanaka lost his grip and could only watch as the basketball flew out of bounds, with only two seconds left on the timer.

Chapter 245 My Journey Has Only Just Begun

"The last two seconds..."

Himuro muttered something to himself, then turned to look in the direction the basketball had flown, wanting to witness the final outcome of the game.

If the basketball goes out of bounds, then even for Kaisho, making a three-point game-winning shot in the last two seconds is nothing but a pipe dream.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the direction the basketball was flying.

It faces the sun!

As early as when Tanaka and Murasakibara were battling for position, he decisively started making runs. While everyone stopped to watch Murasakibara and Tanaka fight for the rebound, Xiangyang's thoughts were very pure.

What to do if Tanaka can't get the rebound?

If they can't get the rebound, they lose. So Xiangyang never considered this possibility from the beginning. He believed that Tanaka would definitely get the rebound and that he would eventually pass the ball out. This was the only possibility for Kaijo to win in the final moments!

However, things don't always go as planned. Although Tanaka grabbed the rebound, Murasakibara's reaction speed was astonishing. He was able to react in mid-air and send the ball flying. As the ace of Yosen, he had done more than enough.

This time, however, Lady Luck was on Haichang's side.

The basketball flew high in the sky, hurtling towards the edge of the court at breakneck speed. After a rough estimate, Xiang Yang was certain that he wouldn't be able to catch the ball inside the court.

Damn it... so this is the only way.

Xiang Yang's eyes sharpened, and he charged out of bounds, slamming his right foot into the ground, completely disregarding his balance. In the end, he caught the basketball in a position almost parallel to the ground.

At that moment, the timer suddenly changed to one second.

With a ferocious expression, Xiang Yang forcefully swung his arm, throwing the basketball towards the court. It then crashed heavily into the advertising board on the sidelines, shattering it.

At this moment, no one cared about Xiangyang's condition anymore; the thousands of spectators in the stadium were all focused on that small basketball.

Theoretically speaking, it would be a miracle if Xiang Yang could successfully catch the basketball while his body was parallel to the ground, especially since he threw the ball onto the court; it should have been impossible for him to control the ball's trajectory.

However... perhaps it was luck, or perhaps it was destiny, but the basketball eventually flew into Yuki's hands, and he caught it firmly.

"Well done, Senior Xiangyang."

Yuki whispered something, then jumped the moment she caught the ball.

She still aimed for a three-pointer, still facing Himuro's defense, but this time, Yuki's eyes were unusually determined.

[To hell with the burdens of the team! All I know is that if I don't make this damn shot right now, am I even a man?]

Yuki roared inwardly, his arms tightly gripping his body, his forearms and upper arms at a 90-degree angle, holding the basketball in his hands. At the same time, a flash of orange lightning streaked across his eyes.

As the timer slowly reached zero, Yuki raised her wrist and threw the basketball.

The basketball flew through the air and finally fell straight into the net.

Swish!

The stadium fell silent for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

A tsunami of cheers erupted.

Although those last two seconds were short, to the audience they felt like an eternity, so incredibly long and unforgettable.

Just then, the referee suddenly blew his whistle, raised his hand to signal for silence in the arena, and said into a microphone, "Please don't get excited. Haichang's last three-pointer might have been out of time. We will now review the video frame by frame to see if Haichang's last shot was indeed out of time..."

The microphone in the referee's hand seemed to be specially customized, with an exaggeratedly high volume amplification ability. Everyone in the stadium heard what was said, including Xiangyang, who was lying under the advertising board.

Yako walked over to Xiangyang and pushed the advertising board off him. Just as she was about to help him up, she heard him say wearily, "Let me lie down for a while. I heard what the referee said. You can tell the result of the game just by listening to the cheers."

Masako paused for a moment, nodded, then wrapped her arms around her knees and sat down next to Hikari.

At this moment, the large screen above the stadium was already showing the scene of Haichang's final attack.

It seems that the organizers did this intentionally, as the replay did not start from when Yuki took the shot, but rather when Tanaka and Murasakibara were vying for position.

Masako stared intently at the screen as Xiangyang bravely lunged out of bounds and then, as if possessed, passed the ball to Yuki. She couldn't help but ask, "Was that save just now luck, or can you really control the ball's trajectory, even under those circumstances?"

Xiang Yang rested his hands behind his head, looking leisurely at the ceiling, seemingly not worried at all about the final result of the competition.

Want to know?

Xiangyang blinked, then turned his head and looked at Yazi with a smile.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"It was luck."

Masako fell silent, no longer pressing Xiangyang for answers, and instead looked up at the large screen.

The scene has now progressed to the moment Yuki receives the ball.

In the video, when Yuki jumps to shoot, there are only 0.7 seconds left on the timer. At the moment Yuki releases the ball and it leaves her hand, there are only 0.1 seconds left on the timer.

(P.S.: In basketball, as long as the shot clock hasn't reached zero before the ball leaves your hand in the final moments, it's considered a valid shot.)

(P.S.: NBA player Stephen Curry's shooting release time has been specifically tested and found to be 0.3 seconds.)

In an instant, cheers erupted in the stadium, and Yuki's previously worried face was now filled with surprise.

Takeuchi's performance was even more spectacular. He simply took off his shirt, stood shirtless on the sidelines, and frantically waved his shirt around his neck.

Hearing his teammates cheering, Xiangyang, who was lying on the ground, grinned and said, "It sounds like we won?"

Yako gave a soft "hmm" and got up to walk over to the Yangquan players.

They did a great job throughout the match, and with Kise absent and Ohara injured and forced to leave the field, the championship trophy seemed to be just a hair's breadth away from them.

Masako patted Himuro and Murasakibara's

She looked over her shoulders, watching her disciples shed tears of frustration, and sighed, saying, "This match was exciting, they won beautifully, but we were just as good..."

"Let's go home."

As the Yangquan group left, the atmosphere reached its climax.

Xiangyang, who had been lying on the ground pretending to sleep, didn't have much free time. His teammates pulled him up and tossed him into the air, playing a game of "tossing and playing".

Meanwhile, Ohara, who was in the locker room, arrived at the stadium with the help of two teammates. Looking at Xiangyang, who was still hanging in the air, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "As expected of you, Xiangyang senior."

As is customary, the championship trophy and MVP medal were brought to the court. With the main event approaching, the Haichang players tacitly placed Xiangyang in front of the trophy.

"Hey you bunch of bastards, are you treating me like a puppet? Throwing me around like that, are you not even playing seriously in the game?"

Xiang Yang shook his slightly dizzy head and couldn't help but laugh and scold. When he saw what was in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but stop breathing.

The trophy symbolizing the ultimate winner of this year's Summer Tournament was right in front of him, with an MVP medal hanging on it. The Haichang team looked at Xiangyang with smiles on their faces, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Xiang Yang pulled up his collar and said irritably, "What are you guys doing? MVP awards are based on performance on the court, and I didn't even take the game-winning shot, did I? If you ask me, it should have gone to You..."

Before Xiang Yang could finish speaking, the Haichang crowd rushed forward, not only forcibly putting the medal around his neck but also shoving the championship trophy into his arms. Amid the shoving, Xiang Yang stumbled and fell to the ground.

"You guys... tsk, never mind, I won't say anything more."