Chapter 12:The game (1)

"Make way, everyone!"

When they saw Aizen, several people stood up and moved towards the crowd, asking everyone to make space for Aizen.

The onlookers, previously subdued, suddenly revived. Even if their own father appeared, it wouldn't be this dramatic.

The crowd was parted by the regulars, though some onlookers were dissatisfied.

There were many people, all eager to watch the show, but now they had to make way for this boy.

"What are you doing?"

"Not doing well on the court, but causing trouble off it!" Most of these complaints came from those who didn't often watch basketball.

Others, recognizing Aizen, knew of his reputation even if they didn't play.

"The real master is here; there will be a good show now."

"Aizen should be able to win, right?" 

"I think it's uncertain. The opponents are strong and clearly a team. Although Aizen is powerful, he's still just a junior high student."

Aizen walked smoothly into the court surrounded by everyone.

His entrance was high-profile, almost as if a group of people were protecting him.

This attracted a lot of attention, and the group on the other side also noticed.

They recognized the tall boy as Aizen, the one they were looking for.

The long-haired, thin, and tall boy on the other side looked at Aizen and said arrogantly, "Oh, you finally showed up."

Now they also confirmed that Aizen was really a junior high student. Before coming, they thought it was a joke.

Aizen was talking to his old friends when he heard the noise.

He narrowed his eyes and turned to scan the other group, his gaze revealing annoyance.

"You've been buzzing non-stop. Wait, I'll crush you right away!"

Without further delay, he turned around and addressed the people in front of him.

"Come on, two of you team up with me and let's play a round."

 "Let me do it, okay?"

"Me too, add me."

"Okay."

Aizen didn't even need to warm up; he was eager to crush the opponents.

Daring to cause trouble in his place, he would make sure they had a shadow every time they touched the ball in the future!

Walking directly onto the court, Aizen said, "Get up!"

Not polite, the opponents had been shameless first, so he naturally wouldn't hold back.

At this moment, Aizen's hidden aggressiveness was fully revealed!

This left his old friends speechless: "This... is really something Aizen would do."

They were a bit taken aback when Aizen suddenly attacked them verbally.

After they reacted, they were all very angry.

What did he say? He actually told them to get out.

"Boy, you're simply looking for trouble!"

...

"Oh my god, this guy is really tough."

"I don't know if he's really capable or just foolish."

"Watch the game; it's interesting..."

Both sides came onto the court and decided possession with rock-paper-scissors.

Aizen's teammates won the ball and attacked.

"Tsk, what good luck," the opponent muttered.

Aizen controlled the ball, standing at the top of the three-point arc. The tall, thin man who had been shouting the most was defending him.

Aizen, holding the ball, didn't rush to attack. He first directed his teammates to their positions to open up space.

After his teammates spread out, Aizen lowered his waist and bent his legs, sinking his center of gravity.

The dangerous offensive aura rushed directly into the opponent's heart, giving no time to react.

The basketball in Aizen's right hand hit his left hand as he changed direction in front of his body.

The basketball was suspended in his left hand, inertia driving his left arm to stretch completely.

In an instant, he shook the tall, thin man to the left.

The next moment, Aizen's speed suddenly increased, and the basketball in his left hand was pulled back to his right hand.

Simultaneously, his feet broke through to the right.

Aizen's movements were so fast that the onlookers couldn't catch up with their eyes.

Not to mention the defender facing Aizen.

Unable to keep up with Aizen's rhythm, he stumbled and fell, his expression frozen in the previous moment!

Aizen strode into the paint and raised the ball above his head.

This was one of his favorite moves, "raising fire to burn the sky!"

"Bang!!" Aizen flew into the air and dunked with a glide!

The powerful dunk made the opponent's teammates hesitate to defend, fearing they'd be dunked on.

It also excited the audience even more!

"f**k!"

"fk fk! What's this? A junior high student dunked like this?"

After landing, Aizen turned to his opponent: "Lucky? You are indeed lucky; you'll get to go home soon!"

In the first half of a 3-on-3 game to 21 points, Aizen decided not to let the opponents touch the ball once, sending them home straight away.

Aizen's move embarrassed the opponent. He was shaken in public and then dunked on.

He felt humiliated, especially by a junior high student.

Standing up, his demeanor darkened, but at the same time, he felt a shadow over his heart.

It was as if a big hand had already gripped him, and something bad was about to happen.

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In reality, most people who play basketball are amateurs, and their physical fitness is just at the level of regular exercise.

This level is far from the level required for actual dunking.

Many viewers had been watching for a long time without seeing a dunk.

Aizen's explosive performance at the beginning really shocked them.

Everyone was temporarily attracted to watch the excitement. Who would have thought that it would be so thrilling? They felt lucky to witness it.

It was so exciting that everyone shouted wildly in excitement.

As the person involved, Aizen was in a good mood now, not just because of the goal.

It was simply that the atmosphere on the court was very much to his liking.

Aizen liked this kind of stimulating confrontation.

If the opponent was a well-behaved little sheep, he wouldn't be interested.

But if the opponent dared to show aggression, Aizen would respond even more fiercely.

Aizen only hoped that the opponent could withstand the upcoming pressure and continue to fight back.

Otherwise, it would be too boring, like whipping a dead horse.

...

Since it was a burst system, Aizen and his team continued to attack in the new round.

Aizen held the ball in his right hand, his whole body very relaxed, with a sense of ease and casualness.

But after witnessing Aizen's attack just now, no one on the scene dared to underestimate his current posture.

Everyone knew how fierce his attacks could be, and this was just the calm before another storm.

From a more professional perspective, Aizen's posture represented control of the court, confidence from extensive experience, and extreme physical explosiveness—a state resulting from multiple factors.

The defender who had been destroyed felt it most deeply. He looked at Aizen holding the ball and felt a bit intimidated.

This bit of retreat made him even angrier. He felt ashamed that he was intimidated by the boy in front of him because of a single play.

Realizing this, his strange self-esteem made him feel even more ashamed.

He stared at Aizen and said, "Boy, keep going. I was careless with the ball just now!"

Aizen was relieved to see this. He was really afraid that his hard-earned fun would retreat on its own, making it less enjoyable!

Aizen replied, "Okay, not bad as a toy."

Just as Aizen was about to attack, he noticed the opponent had taken another step back from his previous defensive position.

This obviously meant he was trying to prevent another breakthrough, fearing he couldn't keep up with Aizen, so he left enough space in front of him to react.

Aizen raised his eyebrows at this but didn't change his style to shoot.

The opponent's behavior was just right to test his newly acquired skill, [Confrontation Core].

Aizen did not dribble to change rhythm this time; he directly broke through the opponent's right side.

Aizen suddenly started, and the visual effect was once again mesmerizing, making the onlookers hold their breath, fearing they would miss any details.

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, the switch was so smooth, it was like art on the court.

Although this breakthrough was fast, it did not pass the opponent.

The defender had left a step of space, and Aizen did not make a fake move to mislead him.

In this case, anyone who wasn't disabled could keep up.

The opponent blocked Aizen's side, feeling a bit surprised, thinking his defense was successful. After all, Aizen was not yet an adult, so his strength couldn't be as great as his.

There was no time to ponder why Aizen did this.

Aizen had done it on purpose.

He was actively seeking confrontation, even deliberately slowing down to avoid passing the opponent by one step.

Despite the speed he showed now being considered abnormal by everyone, Aizen hadn't yet exerted his full power.

At the moment of the body collision, the [Confrontation Core] took effect instantly.

Aizen felt his entire body's strength twist into a single strand, tightening him up.

In the past, he would avoid physical confrontations with adults because he was still young and not as strong as them.

But now, the opponent couldn't stand steadily under Aizen's confrontation and retreated.

And Aizen seemed completely fine!

The opponent, pushed by Aizen and losing balance, showed an expression of disbelief.

He thought it was an illusion. How could it be like this?

Is the opponent really a student? How can he be so strong?

The picture was too abstract; an adult was actually knocked back in a confrontation, seeming to be ravaged.

The onlookers couldn't help but twitch their eyes.

"Which of them is a minor?"

"Is Aizen's strength really this good? Incredible, this young man!"

Aizen didn't break through or shoot when the opponent's center of gravity was unstable.

He waited for the defender to adjust and started to crush again.

He pressed the opponent step by step to the penalty area, and the scene became more and more intense!

It was already humiliating. The opponent looked like a child, with no ability to resist at all.

With no way to retreat, Aizen finally gave the opponent a final push under the basket, knocking him away again.

When he raised his hand to put the ball into the basket, the opponent's teammates appeared in time to defend.

Aizen seemed to have expected this and caught the ball with one hand, passing it to his teammate under the basket from behind.

 The teammate made a layup and scored.

The passion of the confrontation mixed with humiliation.

The final goal was casual.

After being knocked away, the opponent was completely confused, not even hearing the loud noise around him.

He still felt that all this was unreal.

...

The game was not over yet, so the opponent had to continue enduring this kind of destruction.

Of course, after testing the core confrontation, Aizen did not insist on playing the same way.

Instead, he used various techniques and played creatively.

He brought the audience an ultimate visual experience and gave the opponent an all-around crushing defeat.

19:0, just one more point to end the game!

Aizen did what he said and made sure the opponent didn't touch the ball even once.

After regaining control of the ball, he looked at the opponent's current state.

From arrogance at the beginning to near numbness now.

Those watching the game felt sympathy for the opponents; it was too cruel.

Aizen: "I'll give you some relief, don't thank me!"

Aizen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his words were frivolous.

In the opponent's eyes, it was humiliating.

He came with high hopes but ended up so miserable?

No, absolutely not, he must make Aizen pay!

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

The change in his expression didn't escape Aizen's eyes.

He felt something fun was about to happen and couldn't suppress his expectations, hoping the opponent would do something different!