Shinomiya's self-throwing and arm-length dunk pushed the atmosphere of the venue to a climax. The overwhelming cheers welcomed Shinomiya Tano back to his rest area.
His powerful dunk even stunned the referees who were preparing for the pre-match matters on the sidelines. It was not until Shinomiya returned to his team that the referees looked at each other and exclaimed:
"Having judged so many junior high school games, I haven't seen many junior high school students who can dunk."
"This is the first time I've seen a dunk like this!"
The referee who spoke was transferred from another county and had never seen a game at the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University before.
"I think the scale of this game can be appropriately enlarged. With such players, fierce confrontation is inevitable."
"Let these junior high school students be able to play their best and not have any regrets in the national competition."
A middle-aged man sitting in the referee's seat waved to the other referees, looked at the Wushi Middle School players with a slightly sympathetic look, and said.
Although I don’t know what the other players of the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University are like, my long career as a referee has given this referee a very bright vision.
The No. 9 who just dunked at Tokyo University, even an experienced referee like him was secretly stunned. Those little guys from Kanagawa Prefecture must have been frightened.
The referees glanced at the Takeishi players in a tacit understanding. They sympathized with Takeishi Middle School. They encountered such a monster in the first game of the national competition. This game may leave an indelible shadow on them. What the referee can do for them is to relax some penalty standards. Otherwise, Wu Shi's players may have been sent off before they even finished the game.
Against players whose physical fitness far exceeds his own, aggressive defensive actions are unavoidable.
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"How could we win against such a monster?!"
As expected, some of the unstable first-year students in the Takeishi Middle School team let out painful wails. The main purpose of Shinomiya's slam dunk was not to boost the morale of the players at Todai Affiliated No. 1 Middle School. The other side's main purpose was to undermine the confidence of Takeishi's players.
Obviously, the opponent's goal was achieved. Takeshi's military morale was in turmoil. The game hadn't even started yet, and everyone began to fear the battle.
"Hey! What did you say?"
"Why can't we win?!"
"As long as a genius like me is here, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated!"
"Even if you are a substitute, please cheer me up!"
The first grader's words obviously aroused strong dissatisfaction with Hisashi Mitsui. Although he was also frightened by the strength of the other party, the fighting spirit in Mitsui Shou's heart was not diminished at all. In Mitsui Shou's knowledge, no one was He can't defeat it.
At this time, Jinguji Budo also took a big sip of wolfberry and ginseng tea with a sullen face, then silently closed the lid of the cup, put it aside, stood up, and began to stretch carefully.
He sensed a strong sense of crisis. The pressure that No. 9 had just dunked on him was much stronger than the pressure that Xiandao brought to him at that time. At the very least, it is absolutely impossible for Xiandao to complete the same slam dunk as that person just now at this stage.
The opponent is probably a top ace in the third grade of junior high school. Judging from the difficulty of slam dunk alone, the opponent's jumping is probably comparable to Rukawa Kaede and Sakuragi who just entered high school in the original work.
Budo, who was stretching silently on the side, obviously did not attract the attention of the team members. They were all surrounding Mitsui Hisashi, listening to Mitsui Hisashi's proud words and soothing their shaky confidence.
Only Anxi Zhengyi noticed the silent martial arts, and a smile finally appeared on his gloomy face.
"There is no chance, it just depends on how you seize it!"
"No matter how powerful the opponent is, he is just a junior high school student!"
Anzai Masayoshi said to himself silently in his heart, and then clapped his hands to attract the attention of the team members.
"Everyone is starting to do preparatory activities, Fujii, leading the team members into the venue to warm up."
"Don't think too much now. You won't know how strong you are until you get on the court."
"If you already think that you have lost in your heart, then there is no possibility of victory!"
"Go warm up!"
Masayoshi Anzai said comforting words. Although I don’t know which ones were really useful, the starting players finally walked onto the court and started to warm up. Wu Dao followed at the back of the team, his expression relaxed, no longer as solemn as before, and he seemed to have adjusted his mentality.
Mitsui Hisashi still looks like he is the best in the world, with a face full of confidence. During the warm-up exercise, he shot three-pointers one after another, and each one hit the net. It seems that Mitsui Hisashi feels quite good today.
On the other side of the court, several players from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University also entered the court and began to warm up. It was during the warm-up phase of the two teams that the spectators in the stands calmed down a little and the noise was much quieter. In such a relatively quiet environment, the warm-up time passed by minute by second.
Soon, the warm-up was over, and the referee walked to the center circle and blew the whistle. Players from both teams also returned to the rest area to listen to the coach's arrangements for the last time before the start.
"Mitsui, this game revolves around you."
"If the No. 9 on the opposite side is playing as a striker, you will mainly focus on shooting and scoring, and you will have less energy to go inside."
"If the opponent pulls outside to defend you, find an opportunity to pass the ball to Wu Dao and let him score points."
"There is only one person with good height and condition on the other side. The advantage of martial arts is still huge."
"On the offensive end, other players mainly assist in pick-and-rolls and fight for rebounds."
"As for defense, it's very simple. Pile them all inside and don't let that person have a chance to enter the penalty area."
"Martial Arts, you go and mark No. 9. Although you don't know how that person shoots, don't let him shoot too casually."
Masayoshi Anzai put his left hand around Mitsui Hisashi's shoulder and his right hand around Budo's shoulder, bending down to give instructions to everyone.
"Wushi!"
"Must win!"
Amid the chants of the players, everyone from Takeishi Middle School entered the stadium. At the same time, everyone from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University also entered the court, and No. 9, Shinomiya Tano, who was attracting everyone's attention, walked directly into the center circle.
"Center?" Anxi Zhengyi's expression condensed and he murmured.
But the moment the opponent entered the center circle, there was a "ding" in Wu Dao's mind. The system prompt tone, which had been silent for who knows how long, sounded again today.
"Shinomiya Tōno, height 184cm, weight 77kg, strength: junior high school S level, agility: junior high school A+ level, physical coordination: A++ level."
"Destiny: A gift from Heaven, an invincible figure."
The system interface appeared in front of Wu Dao's eyes, with information about No. 9 on it. Seeing this name, Wu Dao's pupils shrank suddenly, and then his eyes fell on the column of destiny. There are only two entries in Shinomiya's Destiny column, but these two entries are colorful that martial arts have never seen before, and there is a dense color around the entries.
Seeing this, Budo silently put away the entry panel, walked to the center circle, and pulled the corner of Masao Fujii's clothes who was about to jump the ball.
He knew the name Shinomiya Tenno, and there was one thing he needed to confirm.
"Martial Arts? What are you doing?" Masao Fujii felt a tug on his clothes. When he returned home, he saw Shi Budo and asked in confusion.
"Captain, let me do the jump ball. I want to try it." Budo said to Fujii Masao, and then walked into the center circle without any explanation. The Shinomiya field opposite looked at this scene with great interest, with a faint smile on his face.
"you?"
"..."
"All right."
Although Masao Fujii didn't know why Budo did this, he still gave up the position of jumping ball. Budo's height is similar to his, and his bounce is better than him. Masao Fujii has no objection to giving up the jump ball.
Budao came to Shinomiya Tano, his eyes were fixed on the handsome face in front of him, he was silent for a long time, and said in Chinese without hesitation:
"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of earth."
The expected standard answer did not appear. The other party bent his knees slightly and looked at Martial Arts with a puzzled look.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Dao scratched his head, thinking that his opening method was wrong, and continued to ask in Chinese. The other party frowned even more tightly and finally said:
"I don't know what I'm talking about. If you think you can disrupt me and win the jump ball in this way, you are wrong."
"Is it just for such a small trick to replace that guy and jump the ball with me?"
Shinomiya Tano looked disdainful, raised his chin slightly, and said.
Seeing this scene, Wu Dao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"It turns out he is a native." Wu Dao rubbed his cheek and calmed down. At this moment, the referee, who had been watching the show for a long time, finally came to the side in the center of the two people, blew the whistle, and at the same time raised the ball high Thrown into the air.
"snort!"
The Shinomiya on the opposite side snorted softly, and suddenly bounced up. The terrifying explosive force made his bullet speed reach the maximum, and his palms instantly pressed on the basketball. Just when Shinomiya was about to shoot the ball towards his own player, a palm pressed on the other side of the basketball almost at the same time.
"Huh?" Shinomiya Takashi let out a surprised sound, and then he exerted great force and swatted the basketball away in an instant. Even if there was martial arts exerting force on the other side of the ball, the basketball still flew steadily towards No. 5 in No. 1 Middle School. .
The player from No. 1 Middle School took a step forward and successfully took the basketball in his hand, then hugged it tightly without attacking.
After Budo landed, he did not dwell on the failure of the jump ball, nor was he in a hurry to return to the court to defend. Instead, he followed Shinomiya's side.
"Are you the one defending me?"
"You have to work harder, otherwise I will be very boring."
Just as Budao was following Shinomiya Tano, Shinomiya Tano's voice suddenly reached Budao's ears. As soon as he finished speaking, the person who was originally in front of Budao quickly dwarfed and got directly past Budao's side.
Wu Dao wanted to stop him, but when he got closer to the opponent, a terrifying force came from the side. Wu Dao, who was obviously trying to stop him, was forcefully bounced back by this force.
On the other hand, the opponent's forward momentum continued unabated, and they soon returned to their half, running into a quite wide space.
When the No. 1 Middle School player who took the ball saw this, he immediately passed the ball to Shinomiya Tanano. After passing the ball, he advanced towards the half court of Takeishi Middle School.
Shinomiya, who got the basketball, patted the ball and slowly advanced towards the frontcourt.
"The defender? The defender who goes to jump the ball?"
"Or...it's a one-man team..."
Off the court, Masayoshi Anzai was full of doubts when he saw this scene. After thinking for a long time, he came up with a possibility. The No. 9 in possession of the ball on the court may be the opponent's ace, an all-around ace.
That kind of one-person team is not uncommon in junior high schools, but Masayoshi Anzai shook his head as soon as he had such an idea. Because in his information, that player does not average a lot of points per game.
Just as Masayoshi Anzai was thinking about it, all the No. 1 players and Takeishi players on the court came to Takeishi's half.
Shinomiya Slowly brought the ball into the frontcourt, his eyes swept, showing his strong intention to pass the ball.
Jinguji Budo stood in front of Shinomiya Nono, not looking at the opponent. His eyes were fixed on the basketball and Shinomiya Nono's hands. He paid attention to the opponent's feet with his peripheral vision, and he remained calm and did not dare to slack off for a moment.
Although it was confirmed that the other party was a native, Wu Dao's vigilance did not drop at all. The two colorful entries in the system panel were really eye-catching, and the "invincible appearance" made Wu Dao even more cautious against the person in front of him.
Moreover, the opponent's S-level martial arts had just had a taste, and the terrifying power coming from the body was enough to make the martial arts go all out.
"With my center of gravity so low, do you think I can't shoot a three-pointer?"
Shinomiya approached the three-point line with the ball and said abruptly. After hearing this, Budo subconsciously raised his head and saw the boy in front of him put the ball together with his hands and shot a three-pointer.
In Wu Dao's surprised eyes, the basketball flew towards the basket. Wu Dao could see that the direction of the shot was in the right direction.
"Dang~" However, unexpectedly, the basketball hit the edge of the frame and fell out of the frame.
"..." Shinomiya still kept shooting, but his confident expression froze. He didn't expect that the three-pointer in the small open space actually missed...
"It turned out to be a joke." Wu Dao thought to himself, watching the fight under the basket and getting ready.
"Bang!" A soft sound sounded in the court. No. 4 in the first center successfully grabbed the offensive rebound. After landing, he protected the ball in his arms and found an opportunity to pass it to No. 5 on the outside.
"Tianye, you bastard, please be more steady and stop shooting those weak three-pointers of yours!"
The No. 5 who received the ball roared as he lobbed the ball to Shinomiya Nono. The parabola of the basketball was very high.
"Idiot, don't pass the ball like this. This kid is not like the bad guys we met before."
Not only was Shinomiya not happy when his teammates lobbed the ball to him, he actually cursed. At the same time, his body was directly pressed against Wu Dao's back, hoping to use his own power to influence Wu Dao's take-off.
However, Wu Dao was also very smart. The moment he felt the power coming from behind, he immediately took a step forward and got away from the opponent. At the same time, he quickly jumped up and intercepted the ball.
Although Jinguji Budo's bounce is not as good as Shinomiya's, it is already quite good. This kind of pass may not be intercepted by junior high school students who are over 170cm, but for Budo, it is not a problem.
After receiving the ball, Budo quickly dropped the ball and rushed directly towards the frontcourt. However, he had just taken two steps when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped the basketball with one hand.
"What a quick reaction!" Wu Dao was surprised at the same time. He pushed the ball towards his side with his palm and passed the basketball to the side while traveling.
On the other side, Hisashi Mitsui just ran out from the three-point line, successfully caught the basketball and rushed towards the frontcourt. Shinomiya Tōno, who was unable to resist, raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene. He turned around and pursued Mitsui Shou directly, no longer paying attention to martial arts.
Shinomiya's speed was very fast and his strides were very long. He successfully pursued Mitsui Hisashi near the opponent's three-point line.
It was precisely because of Shinomiya's presence that Mitsui Hisashi was stunned and forced to stop the ball. However, at this moment, a figure passed by the two of them. Shinomiya noticed this out of the corner of his eye. He adjusted his body slightly, ready to switch defense at any time.
Mitsui Hisashi turned his head and looked at the figure rushing into the paint. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball hit the ground and passed out.
"Good pass!" Jinguji Budo received the ball smoothly, quickly combined the ball, and jumped high towards the basket in two long strides.
"Motor, motor!" However, at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side of Wu Dao. He shouted and stretched out his arms to block all routes of Wu Dao's layup.
Seeing this scene, Budo was not surprised but overjoyed. His layup movement changed in the air, and the basketball was passed directly towards Mitsui Hisashi behind him.
Mitsui Hisashi received the ball without any hindrance. He adjusted his posture and shot directly. His position at this time was near the free throw line. A mid-range shot from such a distance was too easy for Mitsui Hisashi.
"Uh-huh!"
The basketball fell directly into the net, and Takeshi Middle School scored the first two points in the national competition.
"It's a shame you were able to catch up with me from that position, but basketball is not played alone."
Jinguji Budo said with a smile, this wave of coordinated goals has greatly boosted morale, and Budo couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed. There was a bit of fear and a bit of ridicule in his words.
Fortunately, he was careful and didn't go for a stupid layup, otherwise what would have greeted him would have been a super hot pot.
Shinomiya did not disappoint him. While defending Hisashi Mitsui near the free throw line, he was able to catch up inside. Even a martial artist with such terrifying athletic ability can't help but sigh.
After saying this, Budo and Mitsui Hisashi high-fived each other, and then the two began to return.
Under the basket, Shinomiya Tano squatted down and picked up the basketball with one hand. Looking at the backs of Budo and Mitsui Hisashi as they left, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's interesting. Finally it's not some rotten fish or shrimp."
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