"I...join the blue team!"
"They were trailing, and I thought, they needed my help even more."
"And... I think that if you directly play against Stephen Jackson, the starting small forward, it will be easier for you, coach, to make a choice!"
When Jinguji Budo made the decision to join the blue team, coach Steve Smith immediately took Jinguji Budo to the side of the court and the blue team's rest area, and then took advantage of a foul to stop the ball and shouted There was a brief pause.
Jinguji Budo had already put on a pair of sportswear after tidying up his dormitory, but it was long pants and long sleeves. Although it was loose, when he stood with the players of the Oak Hill Academy blue team , seems out of place.
"coach!"
The players coming off the field greeted coach Steve Smith one after another. The players on the white team did not go back to their rest area to rest. Like the players on the blue team, they also gathered around coach Steve Smith.
"Nothing else."
"This kid, join the training match. George, you come off the field and rest for a while."
"Wu, you will replace George and join the blue team as the small forward."
"Take a minute's rest and the game will resume in one minute!"
Coach Steve Smith waved to a white guy in the blue team and announced immediately. At the same time, he also secretly pushed Wu Dao's back, pushing Wu Dao in front of everyone. And his words also made Jinguji Martial Arts instantly become the focus of everyone.
"Yellow guy? Small forward?" George, who was called off for a break, raised his eyes and looked at Jinguji Martial Arts. Although Jinguji Martial Arts had fair skin, his black hair and eyes still marked his Asian identity.
George secretly groaned in his heart. He really didn't know when his team introduced yellow players.
"Haha, hello everyone, my name is Wu Dao. I hope you will take good care of me."
Wu Dao, who stood in the center of the crowd, smiled and introduced himself to everyone. He is handsome, and with his gentle smile and greeting the team members, he can easily win their favor, at least...that's what Martial Arts imagined himself.
But in fact, Wu Dao's gentle smile that he thought did not make these team members feel good. On the contrary, everyone looked at Wu Dao up and down like monkeys. The unabashed inspection made Wu Dao frown slightly. brow.
"Since the coach said so, then you can follow us on the field."
"You don't have to do anything, just run along and help grab rebounds!"
At this time, a big black guy from the blue team walked out of the queue and said to Martial Arts. Wu Dao had some impression of this person. When he and coach Steve Smith entered the court just now, he happened to see this person dunk with both hands.
Judging from the way other team members look at him, his status in the team should not be low.
"Carl, I'll leave this kid to you, take care of him." Sure enough, coach Steve Smith saw Carl Lewis walking out of the queue and immediately ordered him. Listening to the tone of the two people chatting, Wu Dao knew that his guess should be close to ten.
After the timeout, Budo, who was wearing long sleeves and long trousers, followed the blue team into the stadium. The entrance of Jinguji Budo instantly attracted "cheers" from the audience.
Perhaps the cheers here would be more appropriate to be replaced by boos. Even Wu Dao himself did not expect that he would encounter such a big movement just after he followed the players into the stadium.
"..."
"The environment is worse than I expected..."
Wu Dao walked into the stadium, listening to the boos from the audience, and his heart sank slightly. But soon, Wu Dao adjusted his mentality. The boos from hundreds of people were just a small scene for him. He had experienced bigger waves of boos than this.
After the players took the field, Stephen Jackson stood on the free throw line and executed the free throw. As the net clicked, the players on the sidelines turned over the scoreboard.
2+1, the foul committed by the blue team just now did not prevent Stephen Jackson from scoring. Instead, it sent the opponent to the free throw line, allowing the opponent to score a three-pointer.
"Come on! Pass the ball to me and get the score back!"
The big black man Carl Lewis shouted and then quickly ran towards the frontcourt. Wu Dao glanced at the basket and saw a player serving and receiving the ball. He did not stay in the backcourt, but ran towards the frontcourt.
After entering the frontcourt, Carl Lewis had a clear goal and squeezed directly towards the inside. Wu Dao also followed his previous playing habits and positioned himself at a 45° position outside the three-point line after entering the frontcourt, waiting for the player holding the ball to enter. field.
"Hello!"
"Who is that? Come in!"
However, not long after Wu Dao was in position, the blue team's point guard took the ball and crossed the center line. Just after crossing the center line, he saw Wu Dao standing outside the three-point line and immediately greeted him loudly, shouting, He also made gestures towards the Jingu Temple martial arts, waving his hands, signaling the martial arts to cut into the inside.
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"..."
After hearing this, Wu Dao glanced at the basket and observed the position of his team. He found that Carl Lewis in the team was already standing near the paint area, and another unknown big black man was also heading towards Running to the basket, there are two people on the white team guarding the basket. Now that he is entering, the penalty area seems too crowded.
Unless a member of your own team is preparing for a long shot, if you don't have such a plan, the basket will be so crowded, which is not suitable for players to break through and attack.
"Hey! Can't you hear me? Come in!"
The point guard of the blue team was a white guy about 185cm tall. When he reached the top of the arc with the ball, he increased his voice and shouted towards Martial Arts.
Hearing the same words again, Wu Dao's eyelids jumped and he trotted in and out. The white team used a zone defense. When they saw Budo trying to enter the paint area, a little black guy came closer and posted it. However, Budo had no idea of invading the paint area and crossed the infield and ran to the middle distance at the other end of the court.
And at this moment, the white guy holding the ball unexpectedly broke through by himself and crossed the three-point line in an instant. But at the moment he started, the white team's zone defense quickly took action and stood near the free throw line. The two team members quickly double-teamed the white guy.
An opening immediately formed on Wu Dao's side. At the same time, a player from the blue team positioned outside the three-point line in the bottom corner opposite Wu Dao, which was also open.
"Opportunity!" Wu Dao's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and he immediately shouted:
"Pass!" However, as soon as Budo shouted, the white guy who was double-teamed quickly passed the ball, but the target of his pass was not Jinguji Budo who was open in the mid-range, but another player. Another player is open in the side corner.
The boy from the blue team standing in the bottom corner is a big black guy nearly two meters tall.
When Wu Dao saw his teammate passing the ball, but he didn't reach him immediately, he shrank, and then quickly reacted and rushed directly towards the inside. This kind of situation where there is no ball in the open position has not been encountered in Budo for a long time. When playing in Kanagawa before, how could anyone ignore his open position and not give him the ball?
The teammate who received the ball in the corner took a three-point shot directly from the open position.
It was obviously a good open opportunity, but Wu Dao observed that his teammate's action looked quite stiff, without that soft feeling at all.
"This guy is not a shooter..." Wu Dao instantly judged that the black guy in the corner was not that kind of shooter, and his running pace instantly slowed down, and he began to gather momentum, preparing to rush for rebounds.
"Uh-huh!"
But to Wu Dao's surprise, although the shooting posture of his teammate in the corner was not smooth, the basketball he threw accurately fell into the net with a crisp sound.
This made Wu Dao, who was about to grab the board, stunned. Then he shook his head with a smile and quickly returned to defense.
This goal was really beyond Wu Dao's expectations. Such a stiff shooting movement could actually score a goal. Wu Dao had to express his feelings about the "power" of his teammate.
After the blue team scored a goal, they began to quickly return to defense. The boy who scored the goal seemed very happy at the moment. From his conversation with other players, Wu Dao learned that this was his first goal in today's game, and that Guy, he was originally playing power forward...
"The possession of the ball is not even comparable to that of a power forward standing outside the three-point line..."
"That kid, is he not giving the ball because he is afraid that I will be double-teamed, or is he not giving the ball because he doesn't trust me?"
"I thought I would have the ball and have the opportunity to perform when I came on the field. It seems that my thinking was too simple."
"You have to rely on yourself..."
When Wu Dao returned to defense, he carefully recalled the details of his point guard's passing and made a guess in his mind. Looking at the white team holding the ball across the half court, their eyes fell on Stephen Jackson.
When Stephen Jackson approached the three-point line, Wu Dao walked out of the mid-range defensive position and walked towards Stephen Jackson.
"Hey! Who is that!"
"We are playing zone defense, what are you going to do?"
"Return to your defensive position!"
However, just as Martial Arts was about to make a move, a loud shout came from behind Martial Arts. The commanding tone made Jinguji Martial Arts frown and tilt his head slightly. Martial Arts glanced at him with his peripheral vision. Own paint area.
There were two people standing under the basket, one on each side of the basket. The other two players all defended near the three-point line, one at the top of the arc and the other in the mid-range. If we talk about zone defense, the position where Wu Dao is now can just echo other players to form a 32 zone defense.
Seeing the ball holder at the top of the arc, Wu Dao stopped and did not go forward anymore. He went to Stephen Jackson. His original intention was to mark Stephen Jackson, but since the team played a zone defense system, Na Budo doesn't mind integrating the team's defensive system.
The white guy at the top of the arc saw Wu Dao and didn't step forward again. His attention returned to the opponent holding the ball. His opponent was a black guy about the same height as him. When the white guy spoke, he didn't make any move. Attacking, seeing that the opponent's attention had returned, he immediately started taunting:
"Do you still have time to care about others?"
"It was only out of my kindness that I didn't take this opportunity to break through you. I think you should pay more attention to yourself."
As he spoke, the dribbling rhythm of the black boy holding the ball suddenly changed. After a series of crotch movements, the black boy suddenly started to break to the right, successfully involving the white boy's defense. However, after two steps, he suddenly stopped and pulled back. After Dunbai involved the opponent's center of gravity, he threw the ball with his left hand, and the basketball hit the white guy's crotch directly. Then the black guy quickly jumped over his opponent, and while catching the ball, he rushed toward the basket.
The audience cheered as they watched the smooth and fancy dribbling movements, but when the white boy was crotched and crossed, there were mocking boos from the sidelines.
The black man who broke through with the ball was very fast and reached the basket in the blink of an eye. At this time, the players of the blue team guarding the basket were scattered and had no intention of blocking this opponent. The defense was quite lazy. , obviously deliberately releasing water.
"You see, Lily made the right choice!"
"Idiot, eat my fart from behind!"
The black guy who was rushing into the paint yelled as he charged towards the basket. Two steps from the free throw line, the black guy put the ball together, grabbed the ball with one hand and raised it above his head. He actually wanted to dunk with his height of just over 180cm. .
When the two players on the blue team guarding the basket saw that their opponent wanted to dunk, they not only had no intention of stepping forward, but instead deliberately pushed away to give up their position under the basket.
After Carl Lewis got out of the way, he subconsciously glanced at the black brother who was flying in the air. However, this glance made him see a strange figure, following closely behind his brother.
"Benny, back there!"
As the center of the blue team of Jinguji Martial Arts, Carl Lewis actually reminded Benny Russell of the white team loudly at this moment.
"snort!"
However, Carl Lewis’s reminder was still a little late.
Benny Russell, who was attacking the basket, was already gliding close to the basket. There was no way he could make any changes in his movements in the air. At this time, a cold snort sounded in his ears.
Even though Benny Russell is only over 180cm tall, his bounce is really not limited. At this time, his right arm grabbing the ball is already nearly 40cm beyond the basket.
Just when he was about to put the ball into the basket, the surrounding spectators covered their mouths and exclaimed. Benny Russell didn't understand why at first. The next second, a dark shadow flashed in front of his face. A big hand appeared above his head at some point, stretched out from behind him, and hooked it with his backhand. basketball.
The next second, a huge force came from his arm. Benny Russell's upward trend came to an abrupt end, his body fell rapidly downward, and the basketball was already out of his hands.
At some point, Jinguji Budo actually appeared behind Benny Russell and took off almost at the same time as the opponent, but the take-off height was a full head higher than the opponent. Wu Dao's hand directly hooked the basketball without mercy, stopped the opponent's dunk, and hooked the ball in his hand.
In mid-air, Benny Russell's body lost his balance under the influence of martial arts. After landing, he became unstable and fell directly to the floor.
Not long after he fell to the ground, Jinguji Budo also fell back to the ground. He grabbed the ball in his right hand and clamped it on his waist. He looked down at Benny Russell on the ground expressionlessly, his eyes full of indifference. desert.....
"Why does this team... give me a weird feeling?"
"I seem to have been involved in something strange?"
Although Wu Dao had a cold expression on his face, deep down in his heart, he was offended by Digu. He blocked the shot just to grab the ball for himself, but when he heard the shouts of the guy who was knocked to the ground by him, , this person seems to have some grudges with the white point guard of his team?
Even the two insiders who were on the same team as him and the white guy seemed to be helping the guy lying on the ground? The traitor character!
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