Chapter 237 The Man of Flame

The duel on the field continued, and Zebei scored seven in one breath.

In the eighth round, Fujima finally succeeded in interfering with Zebei and let him hit the target in anger.

Phew~

Fujima looked at Zebei with an unprecedented serious look. He took a deep breath and temporarily released the pressure.

This guy is definitely a strong opponent. It is also the first time that he has encountered an opponent who puts so much pressure on him. The key is that the opponent is one year younger than him.

"His offense is very strong, but his defense is not necessarily so!"

Fujima secretly said that compared with offense, defense requires a lot of experience.

It was Fujima's turn to attack, and Zebei also kept a step away from him.

Bang bang~

Fujima tried to break through, but was constantly blocked by Zebei. Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't break through Zebei's defense, and was almost intercepted by the opponent.

"Damn it, how can this guy's defense be so strong!"

Fujima clearly felt the pressure. Fortunately, his center of gravity was relatively low and he was very skilled in controlling the ball. Otherwise, he might have felt the treatment Rukawa Kaede received.

Of course, Zebei is much more immature now than he was two years ago.

Under Zebei's pressure, Fujima suddenly took a step back and jumped to shoot.

Fujima's shot was fast and urgent, but he was still left-handed. This caught Zebei off guard and made his defense a beat slower.

Huh~

Basketball goes hollow into the net.

After scoring a point, Fujima finally breathed a sigh of relief. If his head was shaved by Zebei in front of everyone, where would he lose his face?

"I underestimated you, but I won't let you score another goal!"

Zebei obviously became serious and gave Fujima greater defensive pressure.

In this round, Fujima "dodges around" and is forced to retreat continuously by Zebei's oppressive defense.

Just when Fujima appeared outside the three-point line, he directly faced Zebei and forced a shot.

Well, this is also called dry pulling!

"Innocent!"

Zebei smiled and jumped up vigorously.

But just when he took off, what surprised him was that Fujima, who had not yet reached the highest point, had already shot the basketball in his hand.

Huh~

The basketball fell into the basket again, and since three-pointers counted as two points, Fujima had already scored three points.

Teng Zhen smiled and mocked: "Who did you just call naive?"

"Don't be complacent, you won't stand a chance."

Just like what Zebei said, Fujima's next goal was successfully intercepted by Zebei. Then Zebei scored three goals in a row and won the victory with a score of 10:3.

"So strong!"

"Why is this kid so strong!"

"Fujima actually lost!"

…

At this time, everyone was talking a lot. Except for Yuzhu, the other players looked very solemn.

They knew Fujima's strength very well, but Fujima was defeated by Zebei, who had not yet graduated from junior high school.

"This guy is too strong, he's not as strong as a junior high school student!"

Fujima was also filled with emotions. This was the first time he met such a strong high school student. He was simply ridiculously strong.

Neither Mitsui nor Mu Shinichi had ever put such great pressure on him.

In Fujima's view, Zebei's strength is probably close to Kashima Maple Shuang.

Of course, it's just singles ability.

On the side, coach Tian Gang looked at Zebei with very moved eyes.

Yuzhu shook his head and said: "Coach, don't think about it, you have no hope."

"Does he have a favorite team?"

"Well, if you look at the relationship between his father and coach Domoto, you will know that this guy will only join Sanno Industries, not to mention..."

At the end of the sentence, Uozumi sold it out and whetted Coach Taoka's appetite.

Coach Tian Gang asked impatiently: "Besides what?"

"He was beaten by me last time!"

Coach Tian Gang asked strangely: "No way, you hit him!"

He subconsciously thought that Yuzhu had taught Zebei a lesson by convincing people with reason.

"You misunderstood, I'm talking about singles! This guy is obsessed with face, and his mind is smaller than the tip of a needle. The key is that he listens to his father's words. In short, there is no way he will join us in Lingnan."

Yuzhu shook his head and took a step back. If Zebei joins Lingnan, how will one ball be divided?

Not far away, coach Domoto said with emotion to Tetsuji Zebei: "Your Zebei has been trained very well!"

"I have nothing more to teach him, so I have no choice but to leave it to you."

"He is very strong and can effectively fill the gap left by Kashima Fengshuang."

Coach Domoto used a positive tone. He has been troubled by this matter for a while, and now that he saw Zebei, his heart moved.

With the addition of Sawehita, coupled with the growth of players such as Fukatsu, Ohda, and Minoru Matsumoto, Sanno's strength will probably not decline.

"Then I'll be relieved!"

Zebei Zheji was very satisfied, he knew exactly what this sentence meant.

To put it simply, coach Domoto wants to use Zebei as his trump card.

"Next!"

After defeating Fujima, Zebei hooked his fingers at Mitsui. Now he is completely a middle school boy.

"interesting!"

Mitsui stood in front of Zebei with a serious expression.

He thinks that his singles ability is on par with Fujima. Since Zebei can easily defeat Fujima, it means that he will probably lose too.

However, how could he admit defeat before he was beaten?

He is a fiery man who never gives up - Hisashi Mitsui!

"You come first!"

Zebei passed the ball to Mitsui.

Mitsui is not polite. At this time, there is no need to be polite.

Zebei opened his hands and stood one step away from Mitsui.

Mitsui grabbed the basketball with both hands. He looked at Zebei standing in front of him, then at the three-point line at his feet, and then jumped up.

"Nani!"

Zebei was caught off guard, and when he reacted, he was obviously a beat slower.

Huh~

Mitsui's touch was as smooth as silk and he easily hit the basket.

Since it was a three-pointer, he scored two points.

"You don't have martial ethics!"

Zebei cursed and complained, looking very unconvinced.

However, he still passed the ball back to Mitsui.

"Idiot, it started when you passed the ball back to me!"

Mitsui spread his hands, and then, as if without warning, he jumped up again.

"asshole!"

Zebei, who was about to reply, was once again slow.

"This guy can jump really high!"

When Mitsui fell, he sighed deeply in his heart. When he shot, even if he was a beat slow, Zebei's fingers still almost reached the basketball.
To be continued...