With a whistle, the first half ended.
Seiho walked into the locker room with a huge 23-point lead.
Such a point difference was enough to pronounce Seirin's death sentence.
Their game content was too perfect.
Solid defense, and Yuuto's invincible individual ability.
This orthodox basketball gave the Seiho fans watching a huge sense of security.
Like many casual fans watching games.
They might not understand the depth of tactics, but they could feel which way the situation was tilting.
This feeling was especially obvious in players.
Seirin's locker room.
Their experience was more direct than the fans' feelings.
Throughout the first half, they were trying to seize the game rhythm.
They wanted to utilize the advantages of their lineup and bring the game rhythm into their comfortable blitzkrieg.
But they all knew the result.
Seiho remained unaffected from beginning to end.
They played steadily, firmly controlling the court with iron-wall-like team defense and absolute individual ability.
Riko Aida saw earlier that Taiga Kagami's sweating rate was higher than usual.
In this aspect, other players were even more obvious than Kagami.
They now had only one feeling.
Scoring on Seiho was just too difficult.
Tearing open Seiho's first line of defense, they still had to face the sweeping of that monster Yuuto.
And his sweeping ability was steadily improving bit by bit.
A sense of suffocation arose spontaneously.
That was a bone-deep powerlessness and despair that even Kaijo hadn't given them.
Worse things were more than one.
Now they faced the dilemma that Kuroko, the gold medal support, wouldn't be able to help in the third quarter.
In the second quarter.
Kuroko used his drives and shots to shoot 50%, scoring a team-high 8 points in the quarter.
Otherwise, their deficit might not be 20 points now, but 30.
Taiga Kagami sat on the bench, adjusting his breathing without saying a word.
His mind was now full of Yuuto's figure.
That absolute strength and ease made him yearn for it.
Too far apart.
He was really too far from that Lion King.
Riko Aida looked at the silent team members, not knowing how to speak for a moment.
She obviously lacked enough experience to deal with such a situation.
She didn't know how to turn into a "hairdryer" (scolding coach) and use the charm of various languages to reignite the players' fighting will.
Because she always mingled with the players like an ordinary high school girl.
On the other side.
Shio Yamashita seemed like he was really about to fall asleep.
Returning to the locker room, he only said, "We performed great in the first half," and gave no other instructions.
He just felt that Homi Academy's championship coach ate too well in the past three years.
Possessing a player like Yuuto, the coach could even sleep on the bench and wake up to another victory.
Not needing him, Yuuto could even make corresponding adjustments in time according to different situations on the court.
This made his on-the-spot adjustment ability completely useless.
So he started meditating on the sidelines like Phil Jackson.
Because there was really nothing he needed to do.
The team was winning.
Ryuhei Kasuga and others also had smiles on their faces, chatting in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.
Ten-plus minutes passed quickly.
The second half began.
Still Seiho's offense.
Yuuto came up and hit a high-difficulty drifting mid-range shot for 2 points.
Taiga Kagami was beaten without any temper.
Coming back.
He started to handle the ball on offense; Kuroko was sitting off court now.
As the team Ace, he needed to shoulder the team's offensive burden.
Dominant hand is the right hand; flexibility of both hands hasn't reached a relative balance.
Too many weaknesses.
What Yuuto's eyes saw now was a treasure trove completely unexcavated.
The opponent took the best materials and used them like bricks to smash his enemy, instead of forging them into sharp weapons to kill.
Kagami forced his way into the basket, jumping over Iwamura to dunk.
"Not an illusion! This guy really jumps higher than at the start!"
Seiho's captain finally confirmed the guess in his heart.
The Seirin Number 10 in front of him really jumped higher.
"Dunk it in!"
Kagami had no distractions, only the basket in his eyes, gathering all his strength to smash down.
However.
Slap!
Yuuto's hand appeared just right, hitting the side of the basketball, slapping the ball away in one go.
"Damn it!" Kagami gritted his teeth; he still couldn't break through Yuuto's blockade. "Must jump faster, jump higher!"
Not a second to be depressed.
His personality was the "single-minded" type—to put it bluntly, stubborn.
But it was also this stubbornness that allowed him to concentrate all his attention on the court.
Coming back.
It was Yuuto's display of individual ability again, tearing open Seirin's defense alone, finally assisting Iwamura under the basket for a two-handed dunk.
Bang!
Boom!
Two sounds rang out successively, echoing through the entire gym.
After Iwamura completed the two-handed dunk, Kagami's palm also slapped onto the backboard.
Just one step.
Just a little bit more, and he would have pinned Iwamura's dunk against the backboard.
"This guy!" Iwamura felt a wave of fear.
"Damn it!" Kagami uttered an unwilling sound again, calling teammates to attack quickly.
Yuuto watched him walk past silently.
"Awakening the body's potential in advance facing huge pressure?"
Taiga Kagami's talent awakened for the first time in the game against Shutoku.
The huge pressure brought by Shutoku and Midorima allowed him to complete a super jump and block Midorima's shot head-on.
Coincidentally.
Akashi far away in Kyoto, Murasakibara in Akita, including Aomine and Kise watching on the sidelines.
They all seemed to sense something at the first moment.
Someone else stepped into the domain of genius belonging only to them, the "Generation of Miracles."
"Kagami..."
Actually, not just them (with special senses), Riko Aida on the sidelines also saw it.
Kagami's stats unexpectedly rose by a chunk in a short time.
Simultaneously.
The beast inside his body finally broke free from the cage and rushed out.
Kagami only felt his current state was unprecedentedly excellent.
"This distance, I can!"
A distance he had never thought of before, but Kagami instinctively felt he could attack the rim.
Gather.
Jump.
He soared into the air from a position one step forward from the free-throw line.
That height, that hang time...
He looked like he was challenging the limit of human flight, as if he was about to fly.
Then.
BOOM!
His right arm smashed the ball fiercely into Seiho's basket.
From the start of the game until now in the third quarter, he finally tore open Seiho's defense with his individual ability for the first time.
"Kagami-cchi?!"
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