The Jarhead boy looked tired. It was just a practice match, Xiandao didn't take it to heart at all.
Before coming to Takeishi Middle School, their Akizuki High School had already played several games in Kanagawa Prefecture. In Sendō’s view, the basketball level of junior high school students in Kanagawa Prefecture was only about this. Takeishi Middle School, which was ranked similar to Tomigaoka Middle School, could compete with them. How strong is Fuqiu Middle School?
They played against Fuqiu Middle School before at Qiuyue High School, and won an overwhelming victory with a score of 77:51. The Jarhead boy scored 33 points alone in that game, helping the team win.
Facing Takeshi Middle School, Sendao couldn't get enough energy at all.
"oh?!"
"Just get twenty points?!"
"I seem to have heard something terrible!"
While the short-haired boy and the Jarhead boy were talking, Masayoshi Anzai and captain Fujii Masao came up to the door of Takeishi Middle School. Today is the day for the practice match between Wushi Middle School and Qiuyue High School. The two of them have been waiting at the school gate for a long time. They were just in the security room before and saw Qiuyue's bus arriving before they walked out.
Just as he walked out, Anxi Zhengyi heard the conversation between two teenagers from Qiuyue High School.
"Haha! Justice! Long time no see!"
"As a child, it's normal to be a little angry, so don't take it to heart."
"Besides, with our immortal ability, getting twenty points is already very humble! Hahahaha!"
In the team of Qiuyue High School, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of the crowd, laughing and saying hello to Anxi Zhengyi.
The middle-aged man's stomach trembled as he walked, looking like he was struggling.
This middle-aged man is the coach of the basketball club of Akizuki Affiliated High School - Katori Shingo. He was once a famous national player in Neon, but he retired due to injury at the age of twenty-seven. After that, he began to serve as the basketball coach of Akizuki Affiliated High School. It has been thirteen years now.
Shingo Katori and Masayoshi Anzai are old acquaintances. Although they are a few years apart in age, they have both played in the national team and have been friends, teammates and opponents for many years.
"Shingo, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all!"
"We haven't seen each other for more than a year, and my belly is getting bigger and bigger."
In the first sentence, Anxi Zhengyi still looked emotional, but in the next sentence, he was secretly mocking. Unlike Shingo Katori, who has a big belly, Masayoshi Anzai has a good figure. Although he is wearing a decent suit, the bulging muscles under the suit can still be seen.
Katori Shingo seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Anzai Masayoshi's words, and waved to the Jarhead boy on the side. When the Jarhead boy approached, Katori Shingo caught him in front of him and patted the boy on the shoulder. Introduction:
"Justice! Let me introduce to you, my disciple, Akira Sendō!"
"You are not an ordinary team member, you are a disciple. Do you understand, disciple?"
"Xian Dao is thirteen years old this year. He is only in the first grade of junior high school. He is 182cm tall and serves as a forward in our team."
"Haha, I forgot to mention that in the previous games in Kanagawa, this kid scored more than 30 points in every game."
"How is it?! Zhengyi, how is my disciple! What! Like!"
Shingo Katori, who is also about 185cm tall, was holding the Jarhead boy's shoulders and introducing Masayoshi Anzai proudly.
"Is this face showing off?!"
"This bastard is still like this."
Anxi Zhengyi cursed in his heart, but with a gentle smile on his face, he looked at Xian Dao up and down, and then said:
"Well, the young man is very good, very good, and very talented."
"Although Shingo is not a good player himself, his teaching skills are still a little bit good. To be able to train a child like you, he must have put in a lot of effort."
"But kid, you can't imitate him in everything. You must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Only by guarding against arrogance and impatience can you play basketball well."
"Haha, no more words, everyone from Qiuyue High School, please go in first."
Although Masayoshi Anzai looked smiling, his words were still a dig at Katori Shingo.
"Zhengyi, you also think that Immortal Dao has talent, right?"
"Hahaha, although you're not very good at playing, your vision is pretty good!"
"Let's go, kids, go in and meet your next opponent."
Katori Shingo didn't seem to notice the sarcasm in Anzai Masayoshi's words. When he heard Anzai Masayoshi recognized the talent of immortality, the fat on his face piled up and he laughed.
"Hmph, I'll make you look good later!"
Katori Shingo waved to the students of Akizuki High School, and then walked next to Masayoshi Anzai, and the two coaches walked at the front of the team. When Katori Shingo came to Masayoshi Anzai, the smile on his face instantly faded. He looked at Masayoshi Anzai sideways, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer.
"Expedition, right?! I'll fight until you can't find the north!"
Masayoshi Anzai also looked at Katori Shingo with squinting eyes at this time, thinking secretly in his heart, with a sneer on his lips.
The students following them seemed to be able to sense the secret atmosphere of competition between the two coaches, and subconsciously put some distance between themselves and the two coaches.
The players also became nervous subconsciously. They could feel that their coach Katori was different today than before.
"Hoo, the coach is so awesome, he can even get angry." Xiandao still looked lazy, and at this time, he still had time to tease his coach.
Under the guidance of Masayoshi Anzai, the group from Qiuyue High School quickly arrived at the entrance of the gymnasium of Wushi Middle School.
As soon as the door was opened, cheers from the audience poured out from the stadium.
"Wushi! Clang, clang, clang! Wushi! clang, clang, clang!"
A wave of sound surged out from the gymnasium. Everyone in the Qiuyue High School who had just arrived at the entrance of the gymnasium stiffened and stopped unconsciously. Everyone became quiet and looked at the people inside the stadium.
Although today is Saturday, the gymnasium of Takeshi Middle School is full of students, nearly two hundred people, watching the football match. These students are all from Takeishi Middle School. When they heard that the basketball club was going to play a game with opponents from Tokyo, they spontaneously formed a cheerleading team.
"This is a threat to us!" Katori Shingo's expression condensed, and he turned back silently to observe the status of his team members.
The mentality of junior high school players is unstable, and they are easily affected by the audience in away games. Katori Shingo is a little worried that the players will be intimidated by the cheers of the other party.
"Oh oh oh! So many people."
"It's so interesting. Sure enough, a competition needs an audience to be interesting."
The Jarhead boy Xiandao, who had always lacked interest, now had a look of surprise on his face and said happily. His words broke the silence of the Qiuyue High School team, and the team members laughed and echoed:
"Yes, it's fun when there is an audience."
"A football game? It would be so boring without an audience."
"..."
Seeing that the team members seemed to relax, Katori Shingo turned his head silently and praised secretly in his heart:
"Immortal Dao, you are worthy of it!"
Anzai Masayoshi saw that the players of Qiuyue High School had adjusted so quickly and nodded secretly. His eyes stayed on Xiandao for two seconds, and then he pointed to a rest area in the stadium and said:
"Your rest area is over there. Warm up first. The game starts in twenty minutes."
After Anxi Zhengyi finished speaking, he walked towards his team in the field. The players of Qiuyue High School put a lot of pressure on Anxi Zhengyi, and he wanted to go back to the team to make arrangements.
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