Player No. 14 of Aoyama Affiliated High School was kicked to the ground by Jinguji Budo, but the referee's attention was all focused on the basket at this time. Only a small number of spectators noticed Budo's action.
But the audience is just the audience after all, and the decision of the referee is of course still up to the referee. They did not see the small moves of martial arts, so they just looked at the Aoyama player who fell to the ground, but did not call a martial arts foul.
After the center of Aoyama Affiliated High School got the rebound, he hugged it directly in his arms. Masao Fujii and others originally wanted to step forward to grab it, but when they saw the opponent's protective posture, they immediately gave up the idea and quickly started to defend.
But Wu Dao didn't care whether the ball was scored or not. He glanced coldly at the Qingshan player who fell in front of him, turned around silently, and started to defend.
"That...bastard!"
"I will never let him go!"
The No. 14 player from Aoyama High School covered his lower abdomen, got up from the ground, looked at the back of Jinguji Budo leaving, and said through gritted teeth. He didn't go to the referee to say anything. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he knew that even if he went to the referee at this time, it would be impossible to change the penalty and let the referee call the opponent a foul.
If a foul is not called, there is no foul. People like him who have been doing little tricks on the court all year round know the referee best.
After rubbing his lower abdomen, No. 14 from Qingshan Affiliated High School felt a little more comfortable. Then he took steps and ran towards the frontcourt, while waving to his own center for the ball.
The basketball was passed into his hands. Aoyama's No. 14 quickly advanced towards the frontcourt after taking the ball. His goal was also very clear, and he rushed directly towards Jinguji Budo who had just kicked him, even if he was close. Martial Arts has no intention of slowing down or stopping.
"This guy doesn't have a long memory!"
Jinguji Budo saw the opponent rushing toward him with the ball. Budo noticed the fierce look in the opponent's eyes and realized that the opponent seemed not to let it go.
While leaning slightly on guard, Martial Arts couldn't help but cheer up. Even though Wu Dao knew that the other party was approaching him out of good intentions, Wu Dao had no intention of retreating.
At this time, retreating means giving up defense. As long as martial arts still wants to win, it is impossible to give up defense because of fear of the opponent's little moves.
The player holding the ball from Qingshan Affiliated High School saw Wu Dao bending his knees slightly on guard, grinned, and quickly brought the ball to Wu Dao.
When he got close to Wu Dao, he quickly changed his position, from facing Wu Dao directly to leaning sideways against Wu Dao. At the same time, he suddenly exerted force, and half of his body hit Wu Dao hard.
The opponent's back attack was quite clean, with no obvious shoulder-sinking movements.
Although the martial artist is relatively thin, he has made great progress in strength after this period of training. Although he was knocked back half a step by the opponent because of the defender, his whole defensive posture did not appear to be deformed. Therefore, there was no obvious loss of position.
The opponent seemed not to realize that his strength was not much higher than that of Martial Arts. After pulling away slightly, he once again gained momentum and crashed towards Martial Arts.
A huge force came from Wu Dao's chest again, but when faced with the opponent's back blow, Wu Dao acted like a normal person, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he still bent slightly and stood there with his arms raised flat.
"This guy? Doesn't it hurt?" Player No. 14 of Qingshan High School couldn't help but slightly raised his head and looked at Jinguji Martial Arts after two collisions with no results.
It's so weird, the martial arts behavior is so weird.
His back blows can be said to be unfavorable in junior high schools. The average junior high school student will feel pain in his chest when he is hit. Even if the defensive player has a good will, the defense will be deformed under the influence of pain.
At the very least, he will change his defensive posture, raise his forearms to block, or can't help but go around to steal. There will never be anyone like the current martial arts who still raises their arms flatly, without any protection in front of them, and is still hit by him.
The unbelieving Qingshan player hit Wu Dao several times in succession. Apart from forcing Wu Dao back slightly, he did not find any good breakthrough opportunities. Under the continuous collision, Wu Dao's defensive posture did not deform at all.
Realizing that his impact was ineffective, No. 14 from Qingshan High School stopped and dribbled the ball to slightly distance himself.
"Oh? Did you stop?"
"keep going!"
Jinguji Martial Arts took a step forward, still close to the other party, and whispered in the other party's ear at the same time, he would not let go of such an opportunity to ridicule, wasn't he just playing with his mentality? Not only does he know it, he is also very skilled.
"Hmph!" Sure enough, Wu Dao's words had some effect. Qingshan No. 14, who was holding the ball, snorted coldly and suddenly leaned down, intending to forcefully break through Wu Dao's side. Martial Arts noticed the opponent's movement immediately, and quickly turned around to prepare to pursue him.
But the next second when Wu Dao turned around, the Qingshan player's elbow suddenly swung back, and with a bang, it hit Wu Dao's jaw directly.
Wu Dao, who was caught off guard, was hit by the opponent, and his eyes were blurred. When Wu Dao regained his sight again, he had already sat down on the ground.
"Beep!!!"
"Green No. 14, offensive foul!"
The action of No. 14 Aoyama this time was so obvious that it was not covered up at all. Even so, the referee's penalty was only an offensive foul, not a flagrant foul at all.
In the referee's field of vision, he only saw No. 14 Aoyama's arm swinging slightly larger when he broke through.
"Hey! You guy! Are you able to play like this? Huh?"
"Referee! This guy did it on purpose, he did it on purpose!"
Although the referee sentenced the opponent to a foul, the Takeishi Middle School players couldn't stand it anymore. Mitsui Hisashi was closest to the martial arts. When the opponent broke through, he was also paying attention to the opponent's movements. His elbow to the martial arts was also noticed by Mitsui Hisashi. In eyes.
Seeing that Budo was knocked down, Mitsui Hisashi rushed forward, grabbed the opponent's collar without any explanation, and shouted sternly at the referee beside him. The other Takeshi team members also rushed over and stood behind Mitsui Hisashi, glaring at the Aoyama Affiliated High School player.
The players from Aoyama Affiliated High School were also quite united and came to their teammates one after another, seeming to be surrounding Hisashi Mitsui.
The Qingshan player who was caught by the collar also smiled, glanced at Takeshi's players, raised his hands, and said lightly:
"Hey, hey, are you going to hit me?"
"The referee has already given me a foul, what else do you want?"
"Referee, I don't have to do anything, but you can't be partial."
The other party's attitude immediately angered Hisashi Mitsui. Not only was this guy from Aoyama unapologetic, but his attitude immediately angered Hisashi Mitsui.
Although Mitsui Hisashi is a sunny and athletic boy today, this athletic boy is not always good-tempered towards everyone. Even though Mitsui Hisashi in the original work was beaten all day long, he would not back down if something happened.
"What are you talking about, you guy!" Mitsui Shou raised his eyebrows and raised his fist, ready to fight.
"Beep beep beep!" The referee's urgent whistle sounded at this time, and the other two linesmen also rushed over quickly, intending to stop the conflict that was about to break out.
At this moment, Jinguji Budo suddenly appeared behind Mitsui Shou and grabbed Mitsui Shou's arm.
"Stop, mistress."
"He's irritating you."
The martial arts had recovered at this time. Although the opponent's elbow hit him firmly, the martial arts was not injured.
The Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt are effective at this time. Although the martial arts system does not know whether this system of martial arts can block the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it seems that there is no problem in receiving the opponent's elbow attack forcefully. of.
"Bu Dao, are you okay?" Mitsui Shou turned around and saw Wu Dao standing behind him and asked in surprise. He just saw Wu Dao fall to the ground, and thought Wu Dao couldn't get up.
The opponent's elbow hit Budo with great force. Mitsui Shou saw it clearly. Even at this time, Budo still fell to the ground and couldn't get up. He wouldn't be surprised.
"This guy, can you still get up?" No. 14 of Qingshan Affiliated High School saw Wu Dao getting up and his smile faded. He didn't expect that the person who received his elbow would stand up so quickly. This was something he didn't expect.
"Haha...haha." Suddenly, the team member sneered twice. After sizing up the martial arts for a few times, he turned his head and looked at Mitsui Shou.
This tall guy was able to stand up after being hit by his own elbow, but what about that white and tender 37-pointer? Can you still stand up after being hit by an elbow?
And from the current point of view, Mitsui Hisashi is obviously easier to tease than martial arts.
Seeing Wu Dao getting up from the floor like nothing happened, the referees breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. Wu Dao's getting up also caused Wu Shi's team members to cease their activities. Several players gathered around Wu Dao and asked for help.
"I'm fine, no need to make a fuss."
"Referee, let's continue the game."
Wu Dao patted his chest, showed his "robust" body to his teammates, and then said to the referee.
The three referees looked at each other and nodded slightly. Before leaving, they still warned everyone in Wu Shi:
"If you do something like this again, you will be given a technical foul."
The referees also ignored Mitsui Hisashi's move just now. What the referees want is the relative balance between the two teams. In their opinion, although Mitsui Hisashi's attitude just now is not good, Takeishi Middle School is also the one who suffers, so a warning is enough. , judging T will only intensify the conflict, which is unnecessary.
At the referee's whistle, the game, which had been suspended for a while, started again, and the ball was exchanged to Takeishi Middle School.
After this conflict, the two teams were very angry when playing. It was inevitable that their body movements would become louder. The first half of the game suddenly became stumbling. The number of fouls committed by both teams increased sharply, and they often needed to stop the clock to shoot free throws or exchange ball rights.
However, No. 14 of Qingshan Affiliated High School seemed to have stopped. Whether it was offense or defense, he still made small moves, but there were no vicious fouls such as elbow strikes.
Throughout the first half, the referees were on full alert. If anyone dared to take excessive actions, they would never be stingy with the penalty of a flagrant foul.
In student basketball games in this country, the most serious penalty for a flagrant foul is a suspension, and the suspension is not just one or two games, but one or two years.
If there is any vicious violence, the basketball club can be disbanded.
Until the end of the first half, although the two teams were very angry, nothing out of the ordinary happened, which made the referees sigh a sigh of relief.
In terms of hard power, Takeshi Middle School still has a considerable advantage. At the end of the first half, Takeshi Middle School led the opponent by 9 points 32:23. The intensity of this game was very high. Whether it was Mitsui Hisashi or Budo, their shooting percentages dropped significantly.
Among these 32 points, free throws also accounted for a considerable part.
During the halftime break, Masayoshi Anzai rarely provided any technical or tactical instructions to the players, nor did he even say any words of encouragement.
"In this game, no matter you win or lose, you have to play well for me!"
"Remember, never suffer a loss!"
Masayoshi Anzai only had these two words for the team members. After that, he told the team members to have a good rest.
In such a game, the players will not feel comfortable playing, and the audience will not have much fun watching it. What the audience likes is the hearty and smooth attack, or the exquisite coordination of passing and cutting.
A stumbling match with countless stops like this is not what the audience wants.
Therefore, when the second half started, there were many empty seats in the stands. Those spectators either went to the toilet and did not come back, or they went to hang out and rest. Anyway, they did not have much expectations for the second half of the game.
The second half started with a jump ball in the center circle.
In the competition between the centers of the two teams, Takeishi Middle School already had the advantage, and Hisashi Mitsui, who successfully got the basketball, quickly advanced towards the frontcourt with the ball.
This time, No. 14 Aoyama, who was originally defending martial arts, gave up his defense of martial arts and ran towards Mitsui Hisashi.
"Are you here to defend me? Can you defend me?!"
Hisashi Mitsui dribbled the ball and approached Aoyama's three-point line. Facing Aoyama's No. 14 who was defending him, he curled his lips in disdain. He still remembered the scene where the other party elbowed Wu Dao before, and he had not forgiven the other party.
"Defending you, isn't that a very simple thing?" The player from Qingshan High School smiled and then directly pressed forward. This player's pressing is quite impressive, but defense is not something that can only be done with momentum.
When facing the opponent's pressing, Mitsui Hisashi retreated quickly to widen the distance between him and the opponent. When the opponent was about to step forward again, he quickly changed direction and broke through to the side.
Although Hisashi Mitsui briefly got rid of the opponent, the opponent did not completely lose his position. When Hisashi Mitsui entered the three-point line, he followed him.
Mitsui Hisashi was obviously aware of the opponent's approach. He turned his head slightly, looked at the opponent's position, and took off to shoot.
Horse riding and archery!
Mitsui Hisashi didn't stop at all when shooting. His body was still moving forward in mid-air. Mitsui Hisashi stared at the basket and was about to shoot when a palm suddenly stretched out from behind him and fell quickly.
That hand didn't hit the basketball at all, but straight towards Mitsui Hisashi's face.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound sounded from the court. The upper body of Hisashi Mitsui who was shooting was suddenly pulled by Aoyama's No. 14. Mitsui Hisashi who lost his balance was knocked directly to the floor, and his back was hit hard on the floor. , making a loud "bang" sound.
"Beep beep beep!!!" The referee's rapid whistle sounded at the same time. The Aoyama player who committed the foul also raised his hand silently, but when he looked at Mitsui Hisashi on the floor, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, as if he was mocking. .
"Green No. 14, defensive foul!" The referee's penalty came, but as soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly rang in the referee's ears.
"Is it just a defensive foul? This is an obvious foul!"
Jinguji Budo came to the referee's side at some point and questioned, his eyes fixed on the Aoyama player, and his calm tone contained endless anger.
"Are you questioning my penalty?" The referee doesn't care whether Wu Dao is angry or not. No one can question his penalty!
Budo didn't answer. He glanced at Mitsui Shou who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and rushed towards the Aoyama team member.
The referee only knew that a figure flashed past him, but when he tried to pull the opponent, he was unable to pull him.
When he looked at Wu Dao, Wu Dao had already rushed in front of the Qingshan player, and without saying a word, he punched the opponent in the face. The opponent obviously didn't expect that Wu Dao would suddenly attack, and was stunned by the punch. He was shaken and sat on the ground.
"Rnm! rnm!"
Martial arts will not show mercy when facing such a person, he directly rides on the opponent's body and greets the opponent's face with his fist like rain.
"Martial arts!"
"Stop! Martial Arts!"
"Quick, stop him!"
Takeishi's team members were also shocked. They were still worried about Mitsui Hisashi at this time, but they didn't expect that the martial arts over there had already taken action. Anxi Zhengyi reacted quickly, and rushed to the field while greeting the players.
The referees did not expect that such a thing would happen. They all stepped forward and hugged Wu Dao's body and pulled Wu Dao away. When the martial arts was opened, No. 14 of Qingshan fell to the ground with his face swollen and his chin was slightly tilted, as if it was dislocated.
"White Team No. 15! Expelled!"
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