Haizaki Shogo's two Super Three Point Shots completely shifted the momentum. Jabberwock not only erased the deficit, they actually took the lead by one point.
"Shogo, you're my idol!" "Oh my God! What did I just see? Shogo, I love you!" "God... what even was that?" The three other Jabberwock players erupted in disbelief.
Only Nash said nothing, yet his face was already carved with a satisfied smile. The atmosphere on Jabberwock's side instantly surged upward. In contrast, the Serbian Eagles' expressions darkened.
"Wer, was that a mistake?" one of them asked. "I... I don't know," Vale muttered. "But that shot felt exactly like usual." "Shoot it again." "Got it."
Possession returned to the Serbian Eagles. Velia brought the ball up and immediately fed it to Vale. Wer raised the ball again and launched another Super Three-Pointer.
This time, everyone saw it clearly. The shot didn't even touch the rim, not the backboard, not the net. Nothing. A clean airball.
A strange, invisible pressure began to creep across the court, like a fog no one could see but everyone could feel.
Then Nash brought the ball up and passed it directly to Haizaki Shogo. Haizaki caught it and instantly pulled up again for another Super Three-Pointer.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The ball struck the rim several times before finally dropping cleanly through the net. A familiar scene, a humiliating answer, a silent slap across the face.
The Serbian Eagles all realized it at the same time. Vale's Super Three-Point Shot had been overwritten. Or copied. Or erased, by the unknown number 6 from Japan: Haizaki Shogo.
"This is bad," Jack said slowly. "Wer's ability... it's been sealed or mimicked." "We're down by four already," another replied.
Jack narrowed his eyes and studied Haizaki Shogo for a long moment.
"Levic. Guard No. 6. Don't let him shoot that three again." "Got it. I'll shut him down completely." "And you," Jack added, "join the offense too." "Me?" Levic hesitated. "Don't argue." "Tch."
Possession changed again. Velia brought the ball up and handed it to Levic. Levic stood directly in front of Haizaki Shogo, their eyes locked.
Haizaki stood tall, calm, hands spread wide. But Levic didn't feel relief. He felt hunted.
I'm the prey? No, let's see who the real prey is.
He dribbled left. Blocked. Right. Still blocked. Haizaki's defense didn't just follow, it anticipated.
Then, a sudden change. A red aura erupted from Levic's body, his speed and explosiveness spiking instantly. Blood Instinct.
In one burst, he slipped past Haizaki and rose for the dunk. Haizaki Shogo reacted late by a fraction, but still, a hand came from behind and the ball was slapped violently out of bounds.
Haizaki landed and smirked. "That's it? You're trying to dunk like that?" His tone was deliberately provocative, trying to shake Levic's mentality.
But Levic didn't break. "I'll remember you," he said coldly. "No. 6 Haizaki Shogo."
Haizaki simply shrugged. Do whatever you want. The message was clear: you can't do anything to me.
On the next possession, Jack scored inside with overwhelming force, finishing over Jason Silver's contest. The gap shrank again, only two points now. The game tightened instantly.
Then Jabberwock returned on offense. Haizaki Shogo found himself again face to face with Levic. This time, Nash brought the ball up and immediately passed it to him, trust without hesitation.
Haizaki caught it. I want to break him. I want to break all of them. A dangerous thought flickered through his mind.
And strangely, his body responded. His performance sharpened, his instincts sharpened further.
Haizaki dribbled between his hands, then faked a drive. Levic didn't move blindly, he adjusted perfectly. No opening.
Haizaki clicked his tongue and pulled back. Interesting. Levic wasn't ordinary. Even in base state, Haizaki couldn't break him.
But that didn't mean he couldn't score. Haizaki shifted the ball rapidly between hands, spin after spin, a blur of motion.
Then, the ball disappeared. Levic's eyes widened. Haizaki was already turning away.
What? Where is the ball...
SWISH! The net snapped violently. A perfect shot, no warning, no trace, just a sudden ending.
Levic stood frozen. A thunderclap exploded in his mind.