"Jinguji Martial Arts! Fame is greater than strength!"
Coach Taoka chuckled and made a conclusion about Jinguji Martial Arts.
As the ace of Shohoku High School, Jinguji Budo, who helped Shohoku defeat Hainan with his outstanding personal ability, is also quite famous in today's high school basketball world. Unlike Jinguji Martial Arts, although Shinomiya Tano is also very outstanding, his personal data is far inferior to Jinguji Martial Arts, which averages close to 40 points per game.
"Why do you say that? Isn't Jinguji Temple excellent in martial arts?"
Aida Yayoi was also very surprised by Coach Tagoka's evaluation of Jinguji Budo. After all, Jinguji Budo is the player with the most gorgeous statistics in Kanagawa Prefecture today, so he should not be so underestimated.
"Haha, excellence is excellence, but as a player, I can already see his upper limit!"
However, in the opinion of Coach Taoka, Jinguji Martial Arts is not as good as their team’s Shinomiya Tano. Basketball is, after all, a talent sport. Jinguji's martial arts physical fitness is not as good as Shinomiya's. This can be seen just by looking at his body shape and playing style.
The physically superior Shinomiya is good at making use of his physical condition. After all the competitions at this stage, no one has been able to beat him in confrontation. Looking back at Jinguji Martial Arts, although his physical condition is good, there is no way to compare with Shinomiya Tanano. The most outstanding thing about Jinguji Martial Arts is his skills, shooting skills, and footwork skills.
But skills can be learned, and no matter how stupid you are, your skills will always improve if you practice diligently. But there is an upper limit to physical fitness. Not all high school students can have a body like Shinomiya's.
In Coach Tianoka's view, physical fitness is the most essential thing for a player.
"In the following competition with Shohoku, we, Lingnan, will reach the top of Kanagawa!"
"Not only do we have players in Lingnan who can deal with Jinguji Martial Arts, but we have more than one of them!"
As Coach Tian Gang spoke, he shifted his gaze to Sendao on the field. He has great expectations for his team's two first-year starters. It won't be long before their twin stars from Lingnan will become famous on the national stage!
"Sendō and Shinomiya Tōno. It can be seen that Coach Tagoka is very confident in these two first-year students!"
"But Shohoku is not weak! Judging from the current games, Shohoku's offensive firepower has not been completely released. In these games, Shohoku's Mitsui Hisashi has hardly exerted much force."
"That kid is also a very powerful player!"
Aida Yayoi looked at the confident coach Gaotou and thought to herself. Then her mind drifted away, rehearsing the match between Shohoku and Lingnan. After a long time, Aida Yayoi shook her head slightly and sighed helplessly. In her opinion, the strength of these two teams is difficult to determine. The specific result will also depend on the state of the players during the game.
Afterwards, Aida observed the training of Ryonan High School while chatting with coach Taoka. The material of the interview slowly accumulated as the conversation between the two deepened.
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At noon, the sun shines brightly.
By the pool outside the basketball hall of Shohoku High School, Jinguji Budo was shirtless and buried his head under the faucet, feeling the refreshing feeling brought by the cool running water.
"Huh~"
“Comfortable~”
After a long time, Jinguji Budo turned off the faucet, stood up and let out a sigh, then picked up the sweat towel at hand and wiped his hair. After it was half dry, he wet the sweat towel and wiped the sweat from his body.
In summer, taking a shower after exercising is an intoxicating feeling.
"Hey, martial arts classmate, why are you here? Didn't you have a rest today?"
At this moment, a voice came into the ears of Jinguji Martial Arts.
Jinguji Martial Arts Master turned his head to look at the sound, and saw Mumu Gongyan just walking out of the corner of the road, waving his hands as he walked towards Martial Arts. Konobu Mugure was wearing a pure white T-shirt and loose sweatpants, with a bag on his shoulder and a basketball under his arm on the same side.
Judging from the appearance of Konobu Mugure, he must be a player who came to play in northern Hunan.
"Mu Mu! Why are you here? Are you here to play in the arena?" Jinguji Budo put the sweat towel on his shoulders and guessed as he looked at Mu Mu Gongyan's dress. He didn't use honorifics when addressing Mu Mu. The regular team members were already very familiar with each other, and they addressed each other casually.
"Yeah, I had lunch and thought about coming to the gym to practice."
"After all, as a second-year Shohoku player, I always watch first-year players like you and Miyagi fighting from the sidelines. As a senior, you will feel guilty for your incompetence!"
Mumu Gongyan smiled gently, looked at the martial arts up and down, and then said with emotion: "It's great! Basketball, it is true that only talented people will look good when they play."
"For people like me, I'm afraid no matter how hard I try, it won't help."
Mu Mu Gongyan walked in front of Wu Dao, raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Dao, feeling sad in his heart.
"Why do you say that? Mu Mu, you can play basketball, isn't it because you like it?" Wu Dao didn't understand why Mu Mu Gongyan suddenly looked like he was sighing, and stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.
"It's just talk, don't take it to heart."
"Have you had lunch?" Mumu Gongyan asked. He could tell that he had been training in Jinguji martial arts for some time, and he could tell it from the amount of sweat in the martial arts. Even though Wu Dao had washed his head and wiped his body, the body heat was not discharged so easily, and fine sweat seeped out from the pores of his skin.
"No, I just finished training and am ready to go."
"You go to the arena. The door is open. I'll have a meal and come to the arena later."
Wu Dao said casually, looking at Mu Mu but his eyes were still full of inquiry. Mu Mu suddenly felt like this. Was he stimulated by something?
"Well, I'll go practice first." Mumu Gongyan nodded and walked straight towards the gym. Wu Dao looked at Mu Mu's back and touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"Xiangbei successfully broke through and entered the national competition, but his name Mu Mu is not on Xiangbei's credit book. I am a little disappointed and discouraged..."
Martial arts also have some guesses about the reason why Mu Mu Gongen is depressed. He and Akagi Takenori came from the same country, and the two have been fighting side by side since that time. Moreover, Takenori Akagi's goal has been extremely clear since he was a child, which is to "dominate the country." This goal actually has a subtle influence on Konobu Mugure.
I don't know since when, "dominating the whole country" has become his dream and goal. In the past, the words "domesticating the country" were just words, and at best they were just words.
But after the two of them entered Shohoku and became teammates with Hisashi Mitsui, this goal became a little closer.
Although Mumu Gongyan usually does not have any outstanding performance in the team, in all the training in Xiangbei, he Mumu Gongyan has never fallen behind even once. Even Mumu Gongyan often practices in the evening.
Everything he did was just to bring the unattainable dream of "dominating the country" closer to him.
But even if he had worked so hard, there was still no place for him among the first-tier players at Shohoku High School. Konobu Kigure often comforted himself when he was in the first grade. At that time, he was in the first grade and it was normal not to become a starter. Hisashi Mitsui in the same grade was the ace in the school's martial arts, and Takenori Akagi had excellent physical talent.
Mumu once thought that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to become the starter for Xiangbei by the time he was in the second grade.
However, when he was in his second grade, Shohoku High School welcomed two terrifying new students. One was Jinguji Martial Arts who came from the same school as Mitsui Hisashi, and the other was Miyagi Ryota.
Both of them are only in the first grade. After entering Xiangbei, they immediately became the starting team members.
This made Mumu Gongyan begin to doubt himself and whether the efforts he had made over the years were meaningful. Such thoughts were not strong before, but as Jinguji Budo's outstanding performance helped Xiangbei defeat Hainan and successfully qualify, Mu Mu's doubts about himself became stronger.
Seeing Jinguji Martial Arts today, Mu Mu obviously didn't hide his thoughts and accidentally revealed some insider thoughts.
In the basketball gym.
Konobu Mumu placed his backpack on the bench beside the court, dribbling the ball in one hand, and slowly walked into the court.
"Does hard work really mean anything? No matter what I do, I can't compare to those talented players."
"With or without me in Xiangbei, the difference probably won't be big."
There was only Mu Mu Gongyan alone in the empty gymnasium, and the sound of the basketball hitting the floor echoed in the gymnasium.
People with delicate minds are often sentimental, and Mu Mu Gongyan is obviously such a person.
"Duang~" Mu Mu aimlessly threw the basketball in his hand towards the ball frame. The basketball directly hit the edge of the frame and collapsed out of the frame.
The position he was currently standing on was near the free throw line, but in this position, Mu Mu's shooting path was very deviated, and there was no accuracy at all.
After jogging for a few steps and catching the basketball, Konobu Mugure adjusted his mentality, returned to the previous position, and shot again. This time, he used too much force. The basketball hit the base of the frame and bounced upwards. When it fell back, it still hit the edge of the frame and fell to the floor.
Konobu Kigure maintained his shooting posture, a little dazed, and suddenly thought of Hisashi Mitsui's shooting posture, and the Jinguji Budo fadeaway jumper on the court, and a feeling of disappointment came to his heart.
"I... am really useless!" Mu Mu sighed, walked to the basket, bent down and picked up the basketball.
"Hahaha, that's true. There was a big open space with no one to defend. I didn't score two goals in a row. This is no longer a problem of touch."
At this moment, a voice came from the rest area on the side. Mumu Gongyan turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Jinguji Martial Arts sitting on the bench, straightening his legs, leaning back, and resting his elbows on the bench. , looking half-lying down.
"Martial arts? Didn't you go to eat? Why are you back so soon?"
Mumu Gongyan was a little surprised when he saw Jinguji Martial Arts. He was also afraid that Martial Arts would see his disappointment. He rubbed the basketball with his hands, looking a little nervous and cowering.
Mu Mu, who has a relatively mature mind, is only a 16-year-old boy in the final analysis. He also wants to save face. In front of the "younger people", Mu Mu still wants to maintain his little "majesty".
"Come back and get the money. There's no money in the training pants."
Wu Dao said with a smile, noticing a little emotion except Mu Mu.
"That's what you think. It seems like I really don't have the talent to play basketball!" After hearing the martial arts explanation, Mumu Gongyan turned around and looked at the basket, feeling a little disappointed.
"I don't know if you have talent or not, but what I do know is that your training must not be enough."
The smile on Martial Arts' face faded and he refuted Mu Mu's "innate talent theory".
"Why is that? I almost never miss the team's training, and I persist in the rigorous training, but why is my basketball level still so poor?!"
Mu Mu, who had always spoken in a gentle and pleasant manner, suddenly became a little hysterical. These words could almost be said to be shouted out. There are only two people in the gym, Wu Dao and Mu Mu Gongyan. Now Mu Mu's emotional control has obviously weakened a lot. It can be seen that Mu Mu has been depressed for a long time.
"There is nothing wrong with the shooting action. It can be seen that you have put some thought into it."
"But the control of strength is just average. In my opinion, it's because I haven't practiced enough."
"Since I was in junior high school, I knew that shooting would be my biggest weapon. From then on, in shooting training, I would shoot 300-500 balls every day."
"This is just fixed-point shooting, and it does not include other things."
"There are 365 days in a year. In more than three years from junior high school to now, I have made no less than 400,000 shots just for fixed-point shooting like you just did."
"Mu Mu, with your current training volume, you are far from ready to compete for talent."
After hearing the words of Jinguji Martial Arts, Mumu Gong Yantong's hole shrank suddenly. Just hearing the number 400,000 balls made him feel extremely terrifying. Hasn't Konobu Mumu ever practiced shooting? No, he also practices, but 100 balls a day is already a lot, and that doesn't mean he shoots 100 balls every day, just occasionally. Most of the time, just a few dozen balls in training is a lot.
After all, Mu Mu still has to do other training, and his physical fitness cannot support him to do too much training.
Suddenly hearing the intensity of martial arts training, Mu Mu Gongyan was a little confused. He has been working with Martial Arts for several months. Of course he knows that Martial Arts training is hard, but basketball training is difficult to quantify. Seeing Martial Arts practicing and knowing intuitively how many balls Martial Arts shoots every day are two kinds of things. The feeling is different.
"Mumu, if Xiangbei is just an ordinary team, the current amount of training in Xiangbei is enough for you to become a starter in the top eight of the county competition."
"But the opponents we will face next in Xiangbei are all masters from all over the country. If you don't practice more, you will fall behind."
"There is still room for you in Xiangbei now. In the future, Xiangbei will only be stronger than now and have higher requirements for players!"
"If you want to make an impact on the court, start working hard now, it's not too late!"
"First set a small goal for yourself. In addition to general training, shoot 500 balls a day."
"Don't think it's a lot. Not to mention Mitsui Hisashi and I, I know there is a player like this in Hainan who is making such efforts."
Wu Dao knows how Mu Mu Gongyan is feeling now.
There is actually one reason why he has such emotions. How do you say that sentence? That is the contradiction between Mu Mu's growing ambition and insufficient personal skills and unbalanced development. The martial arts of the past also had such sentiments.
"Is it useful? Is hard work really useful?" Mu Mu murmured. In his heart, he already knew that Wu Dao was right. Now he just needed a word of affirmation.
"Of course it works!"
"This... is basketball for ordinary people."
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