Under the gaze of everyone.
Jinguji Budo reluctantly walked to the center circle of the field, preparing to jump the ball.
Standing in front of him was a second-year senior from Takeshi Middle School. His height was estimated to be around 180cm, not much shorter than Budo. After Budo came to the center circle, he raised his head slightly and looked at him, with a fighting spirit in his eyes. Full.
The number of selected players for a junior high school basketball team is generally maintained at 12, and the jersey numbers can only be No. 4-15. These 12 players also include starters and substitutes.
Compared to Takeishi Middle School, which often has dozens of players, the scarcity of regular roster spots has resulted in fierce competition among players in the same position on the basketball team, and even among players in different positions, there is considerable competition.
Needless to say, players in the same position.
Before Takeo came, Takeishi Middle School had only two centers competing for the main spot.
Although the second-year senior is a substitute for the third-year senior, he has many opportunities to play. However, the arrival of Jinguji Budo poses a big threat to him as a center substitute. Even though Jinguji Budo said that he was playing as a defender, the senior did not relax his vigilance.
After all, where is the height of Jinguji Budo? Whether to play center or guard is not a matter of a word from the coach?
"Boy, you don't just have to be tall to play basketball well."
"Let me teach you a lesson, kid!"
The second-year senior's mind is quite simple. He feels that facing a competitor like Martial Arts, he needs to show his value in front of the coach to ensure his position in the team and his position as the first substitute.
"Well....."
"I agree with what you said, but..."
"Who are you?"
Jinguji Budo looked at the fighting-minded second-year senior in front of him, plucked his ears and asked, it's not that he was pretending, really, he really didn't know the person in front of him.
"Hey!"
"My name is Qianba Oishi. You will remember it soon."
"Also, when talking to seniors, use honorifics!"
Chiba Oishi came slightly closer to Jinguji Martial Arts and lowered his voice.
But even though Chiba Oishi lowered his voice, his words still fell into the ears of Masayoshi Anzai, who was acting as the referee. However, Masayoshi Anzai did not stop Chiba Oishi's behavior. Instead, he looked at the two people on the court with a smile.
Although seniority is very important in Japan, a basketball team still depends on its ability on the court!
Masayoshi Anzai is also happy to see such a competitive atmosphere in the basketball team. Controllable competition within the team is very beneficial to the improvement of the team.
"Sorry, I'm not very good at using honorifics."
Jinguji Budo scratched his head and said with some embarrassment that he was telling the truth. He had just come to this world, and in his wording habits, honorifics had not yet become a common word.
However, if the truth about Jinguji martial arts fell into the ears of Qianba Oishi, it would be a naked provocation.
"Very good, I hope you can continue to be so arrogant later!"
After Chiba Oishi finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense. He bent his knees slightly and was ready to jump the ball. Although he was a defender in martial arts, he could also jump the ball. Standing in the middle circle, Wu Dao also bent his knees slightly, raised his head and looked into the air.
"Beep!!!"
A sharp whistle came from the whistle in Anzai Masayoshi's hand, and then Anzai Masayoshi placed the basketball in the middle of the martial arts and the big stone, threw it high into the air, and then quickly retreated to the sidelines.
"Hmph!!!" Chiba Oishi took a long breath. He wanted the arrogant newcomer in front of him to see how powerful he was. When the basketball took off, Chiba Oishi couldn't wait to jump up. Line up toward the basketball.
"Bang!!!" After a crisp sound, the basketball was swatted away by Chiba Oishi and caught by a second-year substitute point guard. After taking possession of the basketball, the second-year point guard slowly dribbled the ball toward the frontcourt, gesturing toward his players as he advanced, organizing the offense.
Jinguji Budo, who was a beat slower, didn't take off in time at all. He waited until the basketball was shot away, then slowly returned to defense. There was no marking action from Budo, and he passed directly through the crowd and entered the inside lane. His face was still He looked indifferent and didn't take the failure of the jump ball to heart at all.
"I thought I had something to be proud of! I didn't expect it to be so weak!"
"Let me teach you a lesson!"
Chiba Oishi didn't expect that the jump ball would go so smoothly. He was surprised and secretly happy at the same time. He directly entered the inside line, with his back pressed against Jinguji Budo, and raised his right hand high to ask for the ball from his own defender.
"Pass the ball! Pass the ball to me!"
Qianba Oishi pressed Jinguji Budo on his back, feeling the power coming from his back, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
The power of Jinguji Martial Arts is not very strong. At least, after he occupied the right location and successfully blocked the position, Jinguji Martial Arts could not make him move at all!
After realizing this, Chiba Oishi waved his hands even more vigorously. The second-year defender saw that Chiba Oishi was occupying a good position, and seeing that Oishi was so aggressive in asking for the ball, he did not hesitate and passed the ball directly over Oishi, intending to give it to Chiba Oishi in a high-profile manner.
"I'm coming!"
Chiba Oishi's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw his teammate making a basketball shot. Just when he was about to catch the ball, he felt the pressure behind him suddenly loosen. Without realizing it, he couldn't help but light his buttocks and took two steps back before he could barely stabilize himself. He kept his body, but when he adjusted, there was already another figure in front of him!
"This guy?! How could it happen?" Qianye Dashi was shocked. He didn't expect that this weak guy would suddenly appear in front of him. By the time Chiba Oishi adjusted his center of gravity, the basketball was already in the hands of Jinguji Budo.
"Nice move!"
Coach Anzai Masayoshi on the sidelines lit up when he saw this scene, his eyes full of surprise.
As the person involved, Chiba Oishi didn't know what just happened, but Masayoshi Anzai, who was watching the game from the sidelines, saw all the actions of Jinguji Budo.
The power of Jinguji Martial Arts was unable to shake the second-year Chiba Oishi, and his position was blocked by Chiba Oishi. However, Jinguji Martial Arts still did not give up wrestling with Chiba Oishi, which led to the situation until Chiba Oishi was ready. When catching the ball, he maintains power output.
And when the basketball came to the sky above Chiba Oishi, Jinguji Budo, who was wrestling behind Chiba Oishi, suddenly turned around, stopped using his strength, and went around Chiba Oishi to the front. Chiba lost his balance. Oishi lost his best position to catch the ball in the blink of an eye.
A beautiful move of the stool allowed Jinguji Martial Arts to successfully cut off the internal and external conduction of the second and third grade teams.
Jinguji Budo, who successfully stole the ball, did not turn around to taunt Chiba Oishi. After getting the ball, he directly found the shortest player in his team and passed the ball in his hand.
Then Wu Dao frowned and ran towards the front court.
Wu Dao didn't know who the point guard was in the team. Based on his experience, he felt that the short man in the team who was in his early 160cm should be a point guard...
The brief wrestling just now let him know his level of strength. He is also a junior high school student, and the strength of this body can't even shake Chiba Oishi, a man in his early 180cm! Bai has grown so tall.
In terms of strength, it is really too weak!
"The strength of a junior high school E-class is too stretched."
Jinguji Budo was thinking in his mind as he ran towards the frontcourt. Before he could cross the center line, his head suddenly suffered a heavy blow!
The basketball flew over from behind Jinguji Budo inexplicably, hit Jinguji Budo on the back of the head, and then collapsed out of bounds.
"Wha...what Polish technique?"
Jinguji Budo was stunned, his head was buzzing, and he stood stiffly on the spot. He slowly turned his head and looked at the first grader who was at a loss.
The ball was just passed by this guy.
"Yes... I'm sorry... I didn't expect you didn't watch the game..."
Inoue Rensaburo looked at Jinguji Budo with an angry face and stammered an apology.
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