There was no light from the sun in the sky, and thick fog filled the campus in northern Hunan.
In the early morning, Jinguji Martial Arts carried a backpack and walked in the cold and quiet campus. As his footsteps moved, he picked up the clouds.
"I don't know if all of Coach Anzai's special recruitment quotas have been released."
"Today's joint training, I hope those junior high school students can stimulate our Xiangbei players."
Jinguji Budo was thinking about something and walked towards the basketball stadium in Shohoku. Today is the day of joint training planned by Coach Anxi. Although it is summer vacation, Coach Anxi stipulated that all players must be present today.
It is said to be a joint training, but Jinguji Martial Arts is very clear that the essence of today's training is to give these first- and second-year players in Shohoku a sense of urgency. At the same time, it is also to allow future freshmen to adapt to high school competitions in advance. . Of course, the latter is the main thing, and the former is just incidental.
"Wow!"
Jinguji Budo arrived at the arena and opened the door to the arena. There was only one empty seat in the huge arena, and the sound of the door opening echoed in the space.
Budao looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, which was pointing at 5:30.
"It's too early, there's no one there."
Wu Dao took off his shoes at the door, put on his sneakers and walked into the court. After changing his clothes, he went to the equipment room to get a basketball and returned to the gym to start his morning training.
Before starting the morning exercise, Jinguji Martial Arts made some preparations first. He placed the tea cup filled with ginseng tea next to the chair and spread the sweat towel flat on the other side of the chair. After doing this, he started with a simple Run 4 laps around the basketball court to warm up, do some stretching after the run, and then you can officially start your morning exercise.
"Training with junior high school students, there is a high probability that we will have a practice match."
"Practice your shooting first, so that you won't lose your skill in front of junior high school students later."
Jinguji Budo muttered to himself and started practicing projection. His shooting is not a simple standing shot, but a time-limited medium and long-range rapid fire. After shooting the basketball, regardless of whether the basketball goes in or not, you must run to the basket as quickly as possible to catch the ball. Then he quickly carries the ball to the mid-to-long distance, turns around and shoots. The transition speed from dribbling to shooting is very fast, giving people the feeling of a wasteful shot.
This kind of training method can simulate actual combat scenarios to the greatest extent during single-person training, and it also consumes physical energy very quickly.
After nearly ten minutes of rapid-fire practice, Jinguji Martial Arts was already out of breath. If the same training were done by a person with poor physical fitness, it would not take ten minutes at all, and two minutes would be enough to drink a bottle.
The time came to 5.50.
Outside the arena, the gray sky finally had a bright color, and a blush rose from the horizon. The fog inside the Xiangbei campus has become slightly lighter.
"Wow!"
During a break in martial arts training at Jinguji Temple, the door to the arena was opened. Mitsui Hisashi walked into the arena with a basketball in his hand and a pair of basketball shoes hanging around his neck, wearing a coat.
Seeing Jinguji Budo sitting cross-legged on the floor in the court and resting, his expression was startled. ….
"Well?"
"Bu Dao, why are you here so early?"
Mitsui Shou turned to look at the clock on the wall, confirming that it was indeed less than six o'clock, and then asked Martial Arts.
It's still early for Shohoku to gather, but Jinguji Martial Arts has arrived at the arena so early, and judging from the appearance of Martial Arts, it seems that Martial Arts should have arrived long before he came, and he has been practicing for a lot of time.
"Nothing is too early or not, I usually get up at this time."
"I didn't go for a morning run today. I came to the gym as soon as I got up."
"What about you, why are you here so early?"
Budo turned around and saw Mitsui Shou, with a smile on his face. Mitsui Hisashi is one of the most diligent in training in the entire Shohoku region. In terms of diligence, apart from Jinguji Martial Arts, only Takenori Akagi can compare.
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I usually come to the arena at this time. "
"You used to train at random times, so of course you didn't know."
Mitsui Hisashi walked into the arena as he spoke, squatted down, changed into his sneakers, and walked into the court. He threw his coat towards the sidelines and waved to the martial arts.
Jinguji Martial Arts Spirit Society casually threw the ball to Mitsui Hisashi.
Mitsui Hisashi received the ball more than one meter away from the three-point line. After getting the basketball, he raised his hand and threw the ball. The basketball drew an arc in the sky above the arena, and the next second, a crisp squeaking sound echoed in the arena.
The basketball landed and rolled in front of Budo. Jinguji Budo grabbed the basketball and stood up. He threw the ball to Mitsui Hisashi and said with emotion:
"It seems that your shooting range has been successfully extended to one meter outside the three-point line."
"Looking at your shooting, it looks so easy!"
While Jinguji Budo was talking, Mitsui Hisashi had already received the basketball, and then took another step back from the original position, almost two meters away from the three-point line, and then made another jump shot.
This time, the parabola of the basketball became higher and the path of the ball was still very straight. Hisashi Mitsui maintained his shooting posture with a confident smile on his face.
"Uh-huh!"
There was a crisp sound and the basketball hit the net.
This time, even Jinguji Budo couldn't help but look at Mitsui Hisashi a few more times. The shooting position of the three-point line was one meter farther than the NBA's three-point line. In Xiangbei, or in other words, the three-point line in normal games is 6.25 from the basket, while in the NBA, it is 7.25, which is one meter farther than the normal three-point line.
In today's high school basketball, there are not many shooters who can shoot close to the three-point line, let alone those who can shoot two meters away from the three-point line like Hisashi Mitsui.
This kind of shooting ability is enough to make the opponent respond with 12 points of spirit, but it may not have much effect.
"My shooting range is more than what you said."
Mitsui Shou said with a bit of arrogance, with a slightly proud look on his face.
Wu Dao smiled when he saw this, walked to the basket, picked up the basketball, and slowly walked towards the center circle with the ball.
"logoshot!"
"If you can score one out of five goals, that's good."
Mitsui Shou noticed the martial arts intention and said with a smile. He has also played long-range shots in the center circle during training breaks, and with his proficiency, he can score two or three out of 10 shots. Jinguji Budo also often plays such shots during training breaks, and his level is similar to his. Therefore, Mitsui Hisashi's statement of scoring one out of five is indeed in line with martial arts abilities. ….
Wu Dao didn't say anything, and took the ball across half of the court to the other half of the court. Then he dribbled the ball for a while, took a step forward from the midline, and shot directly.
Mitsui Hisashi shrank when he saw this scene, looked at Jinguji Martial Arts in shock, and then looked up at the basketball in mid-air. The basketball ball thrown by Budao was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it crossed the three-point line and flew towards the basket.
However, Wu Dao's shot was a little off, and the force was a little too strong. The basketball hit the backboard, bounced off the edge of the basket, and then fell to the outside.
Although the martial arts shot did not go in, Mitsui Hisashi's mouth was open. He looked at Jinguji Budo in disbelief and shouted: "How is this possible! How can you shoot the logo shot with such a shooting method."
What surprised Mitsui Hisashi was not the Jinguji Budo shooting logo shot, but the shooting posture of Jinguji Budo shooting. Even if the logo shot is shot in the center circle, Jinguji Budo's shooting posture is still a standard two-stage shot, but...
"It's so far away, how can you possibly throw the ball so far with your shooting style?!
"How did you do it?"
Mitsui Shou turned to look at Jinguji Martial Arts in the middle circle and asked slightly anxiously.
Shooting can be simply divided into hand types
And the way of exerting force, the former controls the direction and the latter controls the force. The biggest factor that restricts the shooting range is actually strength. The normal way of exerting force is not enough to support the logoshot. When Mitsui Hisashi plays midfield shooting, he usually uses push shooting. However, with such a hand shape, it is difficult to control the direction and direction. Good power.
Therefore, for Mitsui Hisashi, shooting in the middle circle is just a matter of luck, just for fun.
But now Jinguji Budo used a two-stage shot to successfully let the ball reach the backboard. This is something Mitsui Hisashi never dared to think about.
Shooting is actually a very laborious thing. When shooting, you need to mobilize the muscles of the whole body and work together. The range that Hisashi Mitsui can control is actually about 7 meters from the basket. The further it is, the more difficult it is to control the strength. Dropped significantly.
but.....
"Tell me, how did you do it? Even if you are stronger than me, it is absolutely impossible to do this kind of thing. What's the trick?"
Hisashi Mitsui is eager to know the secrets of martial arts shooting, which will help him further improve his shooting range.
"What's the secret? The secret is practice!"
"Practice shooting and strength. You don't really think there are any secrets, do you?"
"This is a matter of time and effort. Well, it's just like your shooting."
Budo said with a smile. Seeing Mitsui Shou's dull look, he continued: "Xiao San, you are already in your second year of high school. I can see the fine fuzz around your mouth, and your physical development should have entered the middle stage."
"It's almost time to start practicing strength. The intensity doesn't need to be too high. Just increase it little by little as you grow and develop."
"At the high school level, skills and fundamentals are all important, but the body is the capital of basketball."
Wu Dao trotted back to the basket, picked up the basketball that rolled to the side, and practiced the hook right under the basket. His words shocked Mitsui Shou's boy. Mitsui Shou, who was originally complacent because of the improved range, now found a different direction to become stronger. ….
"My body...you are right, my body is indeed not strong enough."
"Even those junior high school students can dunk, but I can't do it. That's not okay!"
Budo's words reminded Mitsui Hisashi of the scene a week ago when he, Coach Anzai and Budo went to recruit players. Seeing those junior high school students slam dunks, Mitsui Hisashi said that he was not envious. That was a lie. No young player could. He refuses the charm of dunks, and Hisashi Mitsui is no exception.
Hisashi Mitsui is a person with strong mobility. It is still early. He originally wanted to come to the arena to practice shooting and breakthrough steps, but Jinguji Budo said so and decisively changed the direction of training.
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"It's a special enrollment, I don't know who they are."
"They will be specially recruited, so their abilities should be very strong."
"In this case, we may have even less chance to play!"
First-year students Tsunoda Satoru and Shiozaki Tetsuji were practicing shooting and chatting, looking very preoccupied. The existence of special admissions will first impact the first-year students in northern Hunan, who have no chance to play. If the special admissions who join are very strong, they "seniors" will have no chance to play.
"Don't say that. As long as we train hard, we will definitely have a chance to play. As long as we are strong enough."
"We are seniors, how can we lose to a junior high school student like this?"
Yasuda Yasharu's mentality was much better than Tsunoda and Shiozaki. He heard this not far away and comforted him.
While the two were talking, Coach Anxi's fat figure appeared at the door of the arena and walked into the arena with a bunch of information in his hand.
The team members who noticed the arrival of Coach Anxi greeted the coach loudly. Coach Anxi looked at the players who were training, nodded with a smile, and then went to sit down on the sidelines without any intention of gathering the team. ….
Although Coach Anxi didn't say anything, the players present knew what was going on today, and as the time approached 8 o'clock, the atmosphere in the arena became depressing. The first and second grade students in Xiangbei are under a lot of pressure. This pressure actually comes from those junior high school students who have not even appeared yet!
"Ho!
"The gymnasium at Shohoku High School is really big!"
"Ohhhh! The seniors are training, but they don't look strong!"
"Ohhh! Jinguji Martial Arts! Jinguji Martial Arts of Kanagawa Twin Stars, I actually saw the real person!"
A disobedient voice came into the field. After hearing this, the Xiangbei players turned their heads and looked towards the door of the arena. They happened to see a tall boy about 18 years old standing outside the door.
The young man had long hair, with yellow and black bangs on both sides of his forehead. He was wearing the uniform of a junior high school student. He had a backpack slung around his waist and was looking at the situation on the court.
His voice also attracted the attention of Jinguji Budo. He turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the stadium and saw the young man at the door clearly. When he saw that face, the dead memory of Jinguji Budo attacked him again.
"It turns out that Coach Anzai's last special recruiting spot was given to this guy."
"Rye dye monkey...Suddenly, Shobei is really lively."
Jinguji Martial Arts covered his head and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself.
He knew the young man who appeared outside the gym. His abilities were not bad at all. The reason for his wry smile was...
"Ohhhhhhh!
! "
"There are actually such beautiful students in Xiangbei!
"This...this...is this paradise?!"
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Chief Disciple of the Beggar Clan
