[Black Basket] The Red-haired King and the Black Tyrant

Chapter 4 Tragic...

Turning your gaze back to the court, the basketball club's Akashi Seijuro, Midorima Shintaro, Murasakihara Atsushi, Kuroko Tetsuya, and Momoi Itsuki looked at Aomine Daiki, and at the smiling man who had been smiling since the basketball entered the basket Cang Yuyue is like a shadow, speechless.

"How is it possible!" Qingfeng Dahui stared at Cang Yuyue Ruying who had been smiling at him since just now, deeply feeling the malice from the young man (heavy fog!)

"Hei Zi, don't be convinced!" Cang Yuyue grinned like a shadow: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was three years old!"

"There is an old saying in China called 'willing to gamble and admit defeat'~"

"Damn it!!!"

Atsushi Ziyuan comforted him with an expression of "you are very lucky, you are already lucky enough": "Compared with those Luo juniors, it is already a gift from heaven that you have this treatment."

"...Ziyuan! Where are you standing on!" Qingfeng Dahui's head had several tic-tac words: "Also! What is Heizai, isn't that A Zhe's name?! Why do you want to do this for woolen yarn? Call me ahhh!!!"

"Because you are dark!"

"No way, Qingzi, you are too dark!"

Aomine Daiki ran away immediately, "You two bastards!!!"

"What do you mean because I'm black!"

"Okay, Daiki." Seeing Aomine Daiki's angry look, Akashi Seijuro immediately stopped him: "Daiki, you can't beat him, you are willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"Akashi! Why did you say that!"

"Because of you, I lost!" Akashi Seijuro smiled.

"..."

"Also, Daiki!" Akashi Seijuro continued to smile: "You quadruple your training in these two weeks."

"No! Akashi!" Aomine Daiki wailed.

"Also! It's calculated based on the training plan formulated by Cang-san." Akashi continued, "I believe that Cang-san, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, should be very experienced in formulating training plans and raising the limit according to each person's physical fitness. Bar!"

"Of course!" Cang Yuyue raised her chin slightly like a shadow, and said confidently: "My Cang family is a family of martial arts."

"Then I will trouble you, Cang-jun."

"...Don't~~"

Momoi Wuyue looked at Aomine Daiki who kept howling, and silently lit the wax in her heart.

Ah Da, I wish you good luck, you will not die young.

Afterwards, a group of people returned to the basketball club after lunch. Cang Yuyue Ruying took a paper and a pen to record the data of the sweaty teenagers on the court, and made an exclusive training plan for each of them.

Several people held their respective training schedules full of schedules, and their hearts were so hard that they couldn't explain it!

Midorima Shintaro kept pushing his glasses, "Is this my training watch?" There was obvious tremor in his words.

Atsushi Ziyuan burst into tears, silently cursing someone who wrote the plan.

Hei Zizhe also stared blankly at the training table, feeling silly.

Aomine Daiki stared at the densely packed words, his heart went berserk, endlessly looping "This is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge, this is revenge" words.

Akashi Seijuro... on the other hand, he took the paper and walked towards the gym with some excitement.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking in unison...

"Akashi has been too stimulated, you must be stupid for being stimulated!"

Akashi Seijuro in the gym said, I heard everything you said, and I multiplied everything by five times. Dahui's training volume is superimposed!