"It was my fault that led to the loss of points."
"My teammates have no obligation to wipe my butt, there's no point in blaming them!"
Shinomiya let out a heavy breath. He originally wanted to blame his teammates for not returning to defense in time, which caused him to lose a one-on-two in the frontcourt, but after thinking about it, he suppressed the blame.
In the final analysis, the reason why Takeishi Junior High School had a two-on-one situation in the frontcourt was because Shinomiya lost the ball. If he did not lose the ball, Takeishi obviously would not be able to make a fast break.
Although Shinomiya Tano persuaded himself in this way, dissatisfaction with his teammates also piled up in his heart. Look at Jinguji Budo who is playing against him. If it weren't for the support from his teammates, it would be impossible to score any goal in front of him.
Looking at his own side, the teammates who are pulling away are really pulling away, and they have no intention of helping him at all. Comparing the two, this sense of gap arose directly from the bottom of Shinomiya's heart.
"If I have the opportunity, I must find good teammates!" Such thoughts flashed through Shinomiya's mind, and then he took the ball and quickly approached the frontcourt.
Budo, who completed consecutive steals, was not complacent about the previous two goals. Facing an opponent like Shinomiya Tanano, he did not dare to relax for a moment.
Budo's defensive strategy was the same as before. He immediately attacked Shinomiya just after halftime, leaving himself enough room to react.
The same defense once again appeared in front of Shinomiya. Holding the ball, he bent down slightly, and the basketball kept changing hands and dribbling in front of him, while approaching the martial arts step by step. Shinomiya's center of gravity was very low this time, and the basketball was kept at a fairly low position.
Such dribbling directly caused Martial Arts to have to lower its focus, otherwise it would not be able to keep up with Shinomiya's breakthrough.
Suddenly, Shinomiya, who had been dribbling from left to right in front of him, twitched and flashed towards the right side of Budo very quickly, and his dribbling rhythm also jumped a few times. But when Budo just made a move, Shinomiya pulled the basketball back and continued to dribble at low altitude in front of him.
And when Budao readjusted his position, Shinomiya's body twitched sharply again, flashed towards the left side of Budao, and the next second after pulling Budao's defensive position, he quickly returned the ball. He pulled it in front of him and continued to dribble in the low position.
These fake movements made the defensive martial artist frown.
Shinomiya's playing style reminded Budo of the most taboo monsters on the field that were difficult to guard against.
The four most well-known wild ball monsters are the stocky rebounder, the nimble fat man, the tall, thin long-range shooter, the greasy shirtless man, and the hook-handed old man. And above these five kinds of people, there is another kind of person, the twitching nerve knife. .
When breaking through, they are pumping and pumping, full of fake moves, making it impossible for defensive players to judge the opponent's offensive direction. Moreover, the extremely fast dribbling rhythm during offense will also disrupt the defensive player's position. Once there is an obvious gap, The defensive player will become the road to be played.
The Shinomiya field in front of me is full of street ball style.
Many people used to think that dribbling with left and right hands in the low post in front of the body was invalid dribbling, but that was just because the people they saw were not aggressive, and those people were just dribbling for the sake of dribbling.
But while changing hands and dribbling, adding footwork changes and breakthrough fake moves, it is easy to change the position of the defensive players.
Standing in front of the martial artist at this time, every move of the upper body and every change of the footsteps gave the martial artist a strong sense of threat.
Suddenly, Shinomiya took a step forward with his right foot towards his left. The basketball changed hands from his crotch, making a gesture of wanting to break through to the right. The sudden change in pace and rhythm caused Budo to subconsciously block Shinomiya's right path.
But the next second when the martial arts position changed significantly, the basketball changed hands again. Shinomiya picked up the basketball with his left hand, changed his steps, and broke through directly to the left. The position of the center of gravity of the martial arts has not been adjusted at all, and he saw Shinomiya Tano passing through on his right side.
When Budo adjusted and started to pursue defense, Shinomiya Tanano was already approaching the three-point line.
"Go up and defend! Go up and defend!"
"Block him!"
Off the court, Masayoshi Anzai loudly directed Masao Fujii in the mid-range position. But before Masao Fujii arrived, Shinomiya stopped and took a shot.
The basketball passed over everyone's heads and flew towards the basket.
"Cang~" The basketball fell and hit the front edge of the basket. Now that Pisa has progressed, Shinomiya's physical strength has also been depleted to a certain extent. The accuracy of his shooting is not as high as it was at the beginning, and rebounds appear instantly.
And just when Masao Fujii was about to turn around and grab the rebound, a tall figure quickly flashed past him and rushed directly towards the basket. The second after that figure rushed past, another tall figure flashed in front of his eyes.
Fujii Masao saw clearly the two people who broke into the inside and found that it was Shinomiya Tanano who had just thrown a basketball, and behind Shinomiya Tanozhen was Jinguji Budo.
"Rebound!" Mitsui Hisashi shouted as he rushed into the basket and got stuck. He was lucky that the basketball landed just above him, and the player from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University who was competing with him for the rebound made inaccurate judgment and did not occupy the best position.
Mitsui Hisashi saw the timing of the basketball falling, jumped up high, and wanted to take the ball into his arms. However, just when he was about to touch the basketball, a big hand instantly stretched out from behind his head and took the ball away. The basketball disappeared from Mitsui Hisashi's sight in an instant.
Mitsui Hisashi quickly turned around and saw that Shinomiya, who had successfully grabbed the rebound, was slightly bending his knees and making a shooting posture. Without thinking, he rushed forward and jumped high again.
However, until this moment, Shinomiya still looked like he was bending his knees to shoot, but the basketball was not thrown from his hands.
"Fake action!" Mitsui Shou was shocked and noticed Shinomiya's intention, but his body began to fall.
Sure enough, when Mitsui Hisashi fell, Shinomiya's knees quickly straightened, and the basketball was lifted directly from his navel to his chest.
"Whoosh!" At this moment, a slight sound rang from Shinomiya's ears, and a figure came out from behind him. A big hand directly covered Shinomiya's head, completely blocking the opponent's attack. Shooting lane. Jinguji Budo came out from behind Shinomiya Tanano, hoping to stop Shinomiya Tanano.
It was only then that a smile appeared on Shinomiya's face. After quickly hitting the ball, he suddenly stood up and jumped into the air.
Jinguji Budo's hand hit Shinomiya's forearm hard, but Budo's foul could not stop Shinomiya's upward trend. Even Shinomiya's shooting action was not affected.
"Snapped!"
"Uh-huh!"
Against Budo's foul, Shinomiya Tano directly hit the ball off the board. As the referee's whistle sounded, Shinomiya Tano was sent to the free throw line by Budo himself.
"Beep!"
"White Team No. 15, the thug fouled!"
"The goal is valid, one penalty goal!"
Jinguji Budo was called a hitter. After hearing the penalty, Shinomiya's face finally cleared away the gloom. He glanced at Budo with a smile and walked to the free throw line.
Wu Dao was a little helpless. He never thought that someone would be able to hit such a ball in a junior high school game. Walking to the three-point line in silence, Budao bent slightly and looked at Shinomiya's back.
Under the basket, everyone who was preparing to compete for the rebound stood still, and then all looked at Shinomiya Nogo on the free throw line.
Shinomiya took the basketball from the referee and adjusted it. The basketball was quickly raised from below his knees to his chest. Just when everyone thought he would shoot, Shinomiya's movements paused slightly, and then he quickly raised the basketball over his head, but did not throw it out. Another pause.
But his actions distracted the players who were strong rebounders. Some people looked at Shinomiya with confusion. However, at this moment, the basketball was suddenly thrown from Shinomiya's hand and hit the front of the basket directly. Before anyone could react, the basketball rebounded into Shinomiya's hand.
Shinomiya took the basketball and shot directly. With a "swish" sound, the basketball hit the net.
"Hiss~~~"
"Four...four points?!"
"What is this? And this is how you play?"
After a brief silence, the audience quickly began to boil. The referee on the sidelines also looked at this scene in surprise and silently nodded towards the referee on the referee's bench.
The numbers on the scoreboard changed. At 33:30, Shinomiya Tano used only one offensive possession to score four points. His strong personal ability caused another drastic change in the atmosphere on the court.
The players of the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to the University of Tokyo were immediately surprised and delighted. Each and every player surrounded Shinomiya Tanano, the hero, and returned to their own half.
However, Wushi Middle School's momentum was stagnant. The morale that had just been boosted by Wu Dao's consecutive steals came to an abrupt end at this moment, as if someone was strangling them by the throat.
"Junior high school students... How many junior high school students can play basketball like this?!"
"That guy is only in the first grade of junior high school! A few months ago, he was even a primary school student."
"There are so many junior high school first-year students in Kanagawa, and the only players with stable mid-range shooting are the school teams of various strong schools. Their No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Tokyo University actually has such a player?!"
"This kind of personal ability has already exceeded the level of a junior high school student!"
Seeing this goal, coach Anzai Zhengyi lost his composure off the court. He clenched his fists and looked shocked. Over the years of playing and coaching, he has seen as many as eight hundred so-called genius boys. No matter how talented those people are, they will never exceed the junior high school level.
But Shinomiya clearly broke his perception. He knew that even in the high school basketball world, not many people could play like Shinomiya. This requires more than just technique, but also mentality and golf intelligence.
Until now in the competition, Masayoshi Anzai has always regarded Shinomiya Tano as a junior high school student. Although this junior high school student is a bit strong, he is only a junior high school student after all. If he thinks about it, he is not invincible.
But now, Anxi Zhengyi's thoughts have changed a little. Maybe, maybe, this Shinomiya field is really invincible.
"It doesn't matter! Let's score another goal and open the score."
Mitsui Shou noticed the nervousness of the team members and shouted loudly. Although Takeshi Middle School is currently in the lead, the feeling of being bitten by the opponent is quite unbearable. To a certain extent, it is better to be at a disadvantage from the beginning than to let the score be bitten.
Watching the score slowly shrink, the psychological pressure on the players is far greater than the psychological pressure when falling behind.
At this time, Mitsui Shou knew that he had to stand up.
The best way to maintain momentum is to score points. As long as we can continue to score, Takeshi Middle School's momentum will not drop.
"Bu Dao, you pick and roll for me. When the opportunity arises, go down the line. If there is no opportunity, run to the outside and catch the ball on the other side."
Mitsui Hisashi walked to Budo and whispered, then silently walked to the bottom line, picked up the basketball and threw it to Budo. After getting the ball, Budo looked at Hisashi Mitsui and nodded, passed the ball back to Hisashi Mitsui and then ran towards the frontcourt.
Shinomiya Tano, who successfully scored four points, was obviously in a bad mood, smiling. Although Wu Dao maintained a confident smile on his face, he was yelling at MMP in his heart.
Wu Dao did not expect that the opponent would suddenly do something like this. Speaking of the main responsibility for losing points, it was because of his thug's foul. In the previous round of confrontation, Martial Arts completely fell into Shinomiya Tano's trap.
"Hey, martial arts, right?"
"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to close the score so quickly."
Shinomiya looked at Mitsui Hisashi who was advancing with the ball, but ignored him. He smiled and chatted with martial arts, killing people and killing people. At a young age, Shinomiya already knew how a basketball game should be played.
Budo glanced sideways at Shinomiya No., and after Mitsui Hisashi entered the frontcourt, he quickly ran towards Mitsui Hisashi, and set up a pick-and-roll with No. 10 from the No. 1 Affiliated High School of Tokyo University.
Shinomiya Tōno was hanging behind Budō. Seeing Budō doing a pick-and-roll, he immediately focused his attention on Mitsui Hisashi. He didn't even notice that Budō's pick-and-roll was just a symbolic move.
After completing the pick-and-roll, Wu Dao had already rushed inside.
Mid-range space.
Hisashi Mitsui saw an opportunity on Budo's side at a glance. He made a fake breakthrough and mobilized the positions of Shinomiya No. 1 and the No. 10 player from Todai Affiliated High School. He hit the ground directly and passed the ball to Budo inside.
After receiving the ball, Wu Dao made an open shot and sent the ball directly into the net. The score of the two teams directly reached 35:30.
"Good news, mistress."
After scoring the goal, Budo trotted back to defend. When he passed by Mitsui Hisashi, he gave him a high-five to celebrate. He completely ignored Shinomiya's trash talk. Although he didn't talk to him, Budo didn't forget to glance at him when he left. Shinomiya Tōno pointed at the scoreboard with his thumb at the same time. The provocative meaning in his eyes could not be expressed in words.
Seeing the change in the scoreboard, Shinomiya's smile faded. He glanced coldly at his No. 10 teammate and asked abruptly:
"Why don't you switch defenses after the pick-and-roll?"
"Are you going to let me defend two by myself?"
"You don't need to help me on the offensive end. Can't you even defend well?!"
No. 10 from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University had no way to refute Shinomiya Tanano. He was obviously a senior and a senior, but at this time, he lowered his head slightly and said softly: "I'm sorry."
Shinomiya looked at his teammate coldly, then silently walked to the baseline to catch the ball.
"I will not lose, even if I am the only one, I will never lose!"
While Shinomiya was secretly furious, Budo and Mitsui Hisashi were talking and laughing. After scoring consecutive goals, both of them relaxed.
After all, the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University is only a one-person team.
"Martial arts, I think, dominating the whole country can be accomplished this year!"
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