"Only when your body is most tired can you remember the feeling of shooting more quickly."
"Only the shots you practice in this way can be used on the court!"
After Jinguji Budo said this, he ran to the basket and picked up the ball again. Just when he was about to continue shooting, he raised the basketball and threw the basketball in his hand directly.
The flying basketball drew an almost perfect arc in the air and fell steadily into the basket.
"It's a bit boring to practice shooting alone."
"Looking at your jersey, you should be a player from Takeshi Middle School. I am very interested in the strength of Takeshi Middle School players."
"Senior, can you let me practice with you?"
Although Rukawa Kaede still looked paralyzed, his eyes showed a strong fighting spirit. Now Rukawa Kaede has long been tired of elementary school basketball. He has long been unable to find a suitable opponent in the county.
After finally meeting a senior player, Rukawa Kaede also wanted to see what basketball for junior high school students was like. Rukawa Kaede from Takeshi Middle School had also heard about it, and he was quite interested in the players from Takeshi Middle School.
Jinguji Budou, who picked up the ball under the basket, dodged the basketball falling from the net in time, and Rukawa Kaede's voice also came from his side.
Budao pinched the ball and looked at Rukawa Kaede, frowning slightly. Rukawa Kaede's attitude made him a little uncomfortable, but he was also somewhat interested in Rukawa Kaede's proposal.
Because of the competition, in order to win the game, Budo would not use his unskilled offense on the court when facing an opponent like Sendao. But basketball training is like this. No matter how hard you train, competition is always the best way for a player to improve.
There is a person who can serve as a martial arts partner. He can be more aware of his own shortcomings and can better find the direction for improvement. And now after this period of familiarity, he has made some progress in dribbling and shooting. It is just right for Rukawa Kaede to verify his strength.
Although Rukawa Kaede is only a primary school student, it is enough for martial arts, because now he has just entered junior high school, and he is only one year older than Rukawa Kaede.
"sure!"
"It just so happens that I also hope to have an opponent."
"Whetstones are hard to find!" Martial Arts just muttered the last words in his heart without saying them out loud.
"What's your name? What school are you from?" Budo took his basketball and walked under the basketball stand, put the basketball aside, then picked up Rukawa Kaede's basketball, patted it and felt it, slightly He nodded and then asked Rukawa Feng.
"Rukawa Kaede, Fuqiu Elementary School, sixth grade."
Rukawa Kaede answered while walking towards the top of the arc, and then asked.
"Senior, what's your name?" Although Rukawa Kaede's attitude was cold and he looked rude at first, at this time he used honorifics when talking to Budo.
"Wushi Middle School, Jinguji Martial Arts, first grade."
Wu Dao walked towards Rukawa Kaede, casually threw the ball to Rukawa Kaede, then breathed a heavy sigh of relief and continued: "You are young, you should attack first."
"First grade? Only one year older than me? So tall?"
Rukawa Kaede subconsciously caught the basketball, raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Dao's handsome face, secretly surprised in his heart. Rukawa Kaede has just entered sixth grade this year and is already 176cm tall. In his school, he is one of the tallest people in their team.
Rukawa Kaede has participated in many basketball games before, and it is rare to see people with Budo's height. At first, he thought that Budo was a member of the second and third grade of Takeshi Middle School, but he didn't expect that Budo was actually a first-year player, only one year older than him.
Rukawa Kaede was not sure whether he would be able to grow as tall as Budo when he was in junior high school. Moreover, Rukawa Kaede also noticed that the upper and lower parts of Budo's lips were very clean, with no stubble at all, or even fluff. Rukawa Kaede knew that the person in front of him was already so tall before he even developed.
"Senior Jinguji, may I ask how tall you are?" Rukawa Kaede brought the ball to the center circle and asked curiously before the game started.
"My bare feet are 185cm, what? You think I'm too tall and you're no match for me?"
Budao didn't expect that Rukawa Kaede would ask this, so he immediately smiled and joked.
"No."
"I think you need to take a rest, senior? I see you are very tired."
Rukawa Kaede looked at Wu Dao's face, calmed down, and asked instead of admitting defeat.
At this time, Wu Dao's jersey was soaked with sweat due to the competition and running. The game had not even started yet, and Wu Dao's breathing was already very rapid. Although Wu Dao had just taken a few deep breaths, his fatigue was visible to the naked eye. It is still engraved on the face of martial arts.
Facing such an opponent, Rukawa Kaede's fighting spirit dropped a lot. A crushing competition was not what Rukawa Kaede wanted.
"Don't worry so much. This state is exactly what I need."
Wu Dao lowered his waist and said. Seeing what Budo said, Rukawa Kaede nodded silently, and then gave the ball to Budo's hands for testing.
Since there is no need to rest in martial arts, Rukawa Kaede will not say much, and he will not show mercy. As long as it is a competition, he will go all out!
"Let's begin." Wu Dao casually rubbed the basketball, threw the ball to Rukawa Kaede, and then sank down, guarding against Rukawa Kaede's breakthrough.
"Bullfighting! I haven't played like this for a long time."
"It's very tiring, but I can feel my blood boiling."
Although Wu Dao still looked tired, his eyes were bright and there was no trace of fatigue.
Rukawa Kaede held the basketball and looked at the martial artist with his arms spread out in front of him. He couldn't find a chance to drop the ball for a while, so he turned sideways and tapped his left foot to test.
"This is the first time I have encountered an opponent of such height. This wingspan and height give people a strong sense of oppression."
"He seems very strong!"
Rukawa Kaede was holding a basketball and looking at martial arts. The boy in front of him gave him an unprecedented sense of oppression. Both in terms of size and momentum, he was different from the elementary school students he had played against before.
Suddenly, Rukawa Kaede seemed to have found an opportunity to drop the ball. The basketball fell quickly. After a blast, Rukawa Kaede broke through and rushed directly to the left side of Budo.
However, at this moment, a hand that shouldn't have appeared suddenly struck the basketball in Rukawa Kaede's hand. Although Rukawa Kaede raised his left arm to protect the ball, the length of his martial arts arm completely exceeded Rukawa Kaede's expectations, and he actually easily hit the basketball.
Wu Dao also seized this opportunity and took the lead to pick up the basketball on the ground and hold it in his hands.
"It's my turn." Martial Arts held the basketball in one hand and smiled at Rukawa Kaede. Although Rukawa Kaede is very fast, it is a pity that he is still slow in front of martial arts.
The speed of an S-level elementary school student is completely inadequate compared to martial arts. Moreover, Rukawa Kaede's offensive line was easily predicted by Martial Arts, and it was not difficult to steal it.
"This guy is so fast!"
"Such a strong person is actually just a No. 15 player. Wushi's player is so strong?"
Rukawa Kaede was slightly surprised when he saw the basketball was broken, and his originally cold expression became even colder at this time. Then he lowered his waist in front of Wu Dao and stared at Wu Dao's face, the fighting spirit in his eyes already overflowing.
"Haha, don't be nervous. I've just played a few more years than you, so I can guard against you."
"Actually, my offense is very poor."
Budo said with a smile, threw the ball to Rukawa Kaede for inspection, and walked to the center circle at the same time. What he said was the truth, but to Rukawa Kaede, it sounded more like ridicule.
"..." Rukawa Kaede didn't say anything, threw back the basketball and calmed down.
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