Chapter 319 A Clearly Defined Game
“Just use whatever tricks you have, Monkey. Let me have some fun before you lose…you’ll never touch a basketball again anyway.” Kaneki Ken’s golden eyes suddenly looked at Nash Goldo Jr. like the vertical pupils of a dragon. For a moment, Nash Goldo Jr. felt as small as an ant, and a chill ran up his spine to his scalp.

“Nash… can you handle it? Do you need my help?” Jason Siber, who was affected by the aftermath of Kaneki Ken’s momentum, swallowed his saliva in horror, walked quietly to Nash Goldo Jr. and asked in a low voice.

“…” Nash Goldo Jr. stared at Kaneki Ken’s back with his eyes fixed, took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, “Remember to come over and help me with the screen later, Sibo… Also, if you have a chance, do it immediately, don’t hesitate!”

“I understand, Nash…” Jason Thibaud nodded hesitantly, his eyes full of fear as he wandered between Nash Goldo Jr. and Kaneki Ken and muttered softly, “But… even if we fight on the court… do we really have hope?”

“What did you say?” Nash Goldstein Jr. frowned and looked at Jason Thibo and asked.

“I think your idea is great, Nash.” Seeing Nash Goldo Jr.’s crazy look, Jason Siber forced a smile and said, “It’s time to teach this arrogant monkey a lesson.”

“Stop talking, you two!” Handel at the baseline took the basketball from the referee, threw it lightly with both hands, and the basketball went straight into the hands of Nash Goldo Jr.

“I just saw you and Jason were chatting happily, what are you planning?” As soon as Nash Goldo Jr crossed the midfield line with the ball, Kaneki Ken greeted him with open arms and a smile, “Although it’s useless, it doesn’t stop you from saying it out loud to make me happy~”

“It’s none of your business.” Nash Goldo Jr. looked at Kaneki Ken in front of him with a grim face, and glanced at Jason Sibo casually.

“Want a pick-and-roll? How naive…” Kaneki Ken saw through Nash Goldo Jr.’s tactical arrangement at a glance, chuckled and shook his head.

“What’s wrong with this guy…” Nash Goldo Jr. looked at Kaneki Ken in front of him in doubt and thought, “He has clearly seen through my tactical arrangement…but he didn’t even move?”

“Nash, over here!” Just as Nash Goldo Jr. was thinking, Jason Thibe’s huge figure had come to Kaneki Ken’s side, creating a perfect breakthrough space for Nash Goldo Jr.

“Forget it, never mind…” Nash Goldo Jr.’s pupils shrank slightly, and he gritted his teeth and muttered, “The pick-and-roll is already in place… Even you can’t get around Jason and defend me!”

“How naive…” On the bench, Kise Ryota looked at Nash Goldo Jr.’s figure as he started to score, smiled and shook his head, saying, “How could there be such an easy breakthrough opportunity in front of Kaneki?”

“boom!”

As the sound of the basketball hitting the ground was heard, Nash Gordo Jr., who had just taken two steps, felt an invisible aura like a thick wall of air blocking him, preventing Nash Gordo Jr. from moving forward.

“This guy’s aura… has affected me to this extent? He can’t even do the simplest instant breakthrough…” Nash Goldo Jr.’s eyelids twitched unwillingly, “If that’s the case, then I’ll just shoot!”

As the words fell, Nash Gordo Jr. suddenly jumped up from behind Jason Thibo, receiving the ball and gently pushed the ball towards the basket with his right hand.

“Is this all you can do?” Just as the basketball was shot, Kaneki Ken’s figure bypassed Jason Thibaud’s huge body like a ghost, and the whole person stuck to Nash Gordo Jr.’s footsteps like a leech and jumped up.

“Damn…all the shooting routes are blocked!” Nash Gordo Jr. looked at Kaneki Ken who was covering him like a giant net in the air with a grim face. After pondering for a moment, he reluctantly passed the ball to Old K on the side.

“Why did you pass it to me all of a sudden?” Old K looked at the ball flying in the air speechlessly. He subconsciously raised his hand to catch the basketball and complained helplessly, “And the quality of this pass is too bad… After catching the ball… you can’t just shoot it directly!”

“You shoot.” Old K, who received the ball, finally adjusted his steps, but saw Haizaki Shogo in front of him staring at him with an indifferent expression, and even pointed his thumb leisurely towards the basket behind him.

“Even you look down on me?” Old K looked at Haizaki Shogo in front of him with some dissatisfaction and muttered to himself, “You are just an underage monkey… Do you really think you are on the same level as those other monsters?”

After saying that, the furious Old K immediately stepped back, raised the ball high with both hands, and aimed at the basket. As Old K slowly flicked the ball out with his right hand, a smug look appeared on Huizaki Shogo’s face.

“Very good, I have completely understood your trick… If I let you score again, Kaneki Ken will make me unlucky…” Haizaki Shogo approached Old K in the face of shock, jumped up, and lightly tapped the basketball from Old K’s hand with his left hand cleanly.

“What the hell…” Old K said softly, looking at Haizaki Shogo who landed first with a shocked face, “This guy’s speed in covering the defense is too fast… And I was the first to jump, why did he land before me?”

“Although this guy’s past behavior was very bad, as a player who fought alongside us, Huizaki’s basketball skills and strength are unquestionable…” Aomine Daiki, with his arms folded in front of his chest, frowned slightly and spoke slowly with emotion, “In such a long basketball career, Huizaki has plundered countless skills… Among them are the proud skills of super players like Hayama Kotaro and Hayakawa Mitsuo who have no less than miraculous talents in some aspects!”

“Yeah!”

As Aomine Daiki finished his words, Haizaki Shogo, who had blocked the shot, flashed and rushed towards the frontcourt of the Jabberwocky Team like an arrow.

“Old K, stop him!” Jason Siber pointed at Shogo Haizaki’s back and shouted angrily with a look of panic on his face.

“Don’t brag, I’m trying my best to catch up!” Old K looked at Haizaki Shogo’s back in horror. He chased after them with all his might, and muttered through gritted teeth, “Really? It was obviously those two guys who caused the trouble… and they made me have to be beaten as well!”

“Crench!”

Just when Old K was still trying hard to defend Haizaki Shogo, Haizaki Shogo, who was originally leading the way, suddenly stopped outside the three-point line of the Jabberwocky team.

“Fast break three-pointer? Is this guy so confident in his shot?” Old K muttered to himself with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“Hey… I remember you just shot it… like this, right?” Looking at Old K’s shocked expression, Haizaki Shogo chuckled and jumped up, saying with a barely perceptible sense of pride in his tone, “It’s indeed a good move… but now it belongs to me!” As Haizaki Shogo finished his words, Old K couldn’t help but turn around and look towards the basket.

“It shouldn’t go in…” Old K said with a last glimmer of hope, “A quick stop and three-pointer, even for me, it’s impossible for me to score so easily!”

“Shh!”

Before Old K finished speaking, the sound of a basketball hitting the net came from the baseline.

“To be honest, for your sake, let that golden-haired guy replace you…” After scoring, Haizaki Shogo came to Old K with a bit of pride and said with a smile, “Anyway, you won’t score any more goals in the next game!”

After saying that, Haizaki Shogo ignored the gloomy expression on Lao K’s face and ran towards the backcourt of the Dragon Slaying Sword team.

“Tsk, how dare an underage kid look down on me like that?” Old K clenched his fists in dissatisfaction and muttered to himself, “You even said that I won’t score a goal again… Do you think you are that blond monster?”

“Old K, catch the ball!” Just as Old K was in deep thought, Nash Goldo Jr., who was at a loss as he was being defended by Kaneki Ken again, threw the ball into Old K’s hands again.

“Wow, good pass, Handel.” Old K secretly praised after receiving the ball, and facing the defense of Haizaki Shogo, he first put up a three-threat posture, and then suddenly passed the ball, broke through Haizaki Shogo’s defense with a light step, and jumped up with his feet firmly attached to the edge of the three-point line.

“You don’t believe me when I tell you…” Haizaki Shogo smiled with a hint of success, staring at Old K, whose face was gradually freezing, and said, “This technology is no longer yours… It’s mine!”

“It’s a bit strange…” After jumping, Old K looked at the basketball in his hand with a look of doubt, muttering to himself, “Why… the touch of the shot just now was so bad…”

“Duang~” As Old K’s voice fell, the sound of a basketball hitting the front of the basket was heard.

“Jason, grab the rebound!” Old K looked at the basketball bouncing out of the basket with bloodshot eyes, and shouted a reminder to Jason Sibo in the inside.

“I won’t let you grab the rebound!” Sakuragi Hanamichi looked at Jason Thibo who was stuck in front of him, and grabbed his jersey with both hands pretending to be casually. Then he stepped forward with his left foot, turned around and got in front of Jason Thibo again.

“This guy… is also so proficient in the basic skills under the basket?” Jason Sibo looked at Sakuragi Hanamichi with his arms outstretched in shock and muttered to himself.

“That’s natural…” Sakuragi Hanamichi smiled proudly, staring at the basketball in the air and jumped up, “I am… basketball genius Sakuragi Hanamichi!”

As Sakuragi Hanamichi finished speaking, a pair of big hands tightly clamped the bouncing basketball in the air, and then the whole person fell heavily to the ground. He threw the ball to the front court with his right hand, and the entire Zhanlong Sword team also started running wildly at this time.

“Damn, Nash is entangled by that blond guy…” Jason Siber looked at the three fast breakers from Shonan High School who were attacking him at the same time with a tangled face, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his cheek to the ground involuntarily. “Now among these three guys… who should I defend?”

“Kaneki, pass the ball!” Sakuragi Hanamichi asked Kaneki Ken excitedly.

“Is it this guy?” Jason Siber looked at Kaneki Ken who was glancing towards Sakuragi Hanamichi, and quickly moved closer in the direction of Sakuragi Hanamichi.

“How stupid…” Kaneki Ken’s mouth curled up slightly, and with a light push of his hands, the basketball flew behind Jason Thibo.

“Good pass, Kaneki!” Amid the excitement of everyone on the sidelines, Shigehiro Kabachi jumped up, snatched the basketball over Jason Thibo’s head, and then slammed it hard into the basket.

“Boom!” As the sound of a basket groaning resounded throughout the court, the momentum of the Explosive Dragons team also dropped to the bottom at this moment.

“What a boring game…” Kaneki Ken muttered to himself as he looked at the players of the Exploding Dragons in front of him with some disinterest, “Let’s participate in the draft after this game… At least that boiled egg played much more vigorously than these idiots…”

……

“Ladies and gentlemen! Coming up to you is the five-time NBA champion, five-time MVP, five-time F MVP, the God of Basketball, the six-foot-six shooting guard, Michael Jordan!!!”

Just as Kaneki Ken was lazily dealing with the opponent in front of him, at the Delta Center on the other side of the ocean, the DJ on the sidelines yelled out Michael Jordan’s name at the top of his lungs.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to watch Game 2015 of the 2016- NBA Finals! After losing the decisive Game , the Jazz’s hope of winning the NBA championship is almost gone. In today’s game at the Delta Center, will Michael Jordan finally ascend to the NBA throne? Or will the Jazz make a comeback? Please wait and see!”

As the opening ceremony came to an end, the commentators on the sidelines began their commentary on the game in a loud and clear voice.

“Be careful, Karl, the bald guy seems to be in very good shape tonight.” John Stockton looked at Michael Jordan with an excited expression on his face and said in a serious tone.

“I’m ready.” Karl Malone chewed the gum in his mouth and answered seriously, “Believe me, John, we will bring the O’Brien Cup back to Salt Lake City.”

“Maybe you could be a better stand-up comedian, Carl.” Michael Jordan looked at the Jazz players with cold eyes and said, “Come over here and let me kick your ass, you little bastards. I can’t wait to win this championship gold trophy.”

(End of this chapter)