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All thirty balls were thrown, and Long Zheng was in a good mood.

"Oh!" Mitsui was stunned for a moment and came to the basket.

In the three-second zone, receiving a pass from Sakuragi, Mitsui jumped high and shot under the basket.

Maybe he hasn't recovered from the shock of Long Zheng scoring 30 goals in a row, or maybe he just feels cold when he first comes into contact with basketball.

Mitsui's first shot under the basket actually smashed on the basket and bounced out.

"Nani?"

Seeing the basketball pop out and fall to the ground, the three of them were dumbfounded, and Mitsui Shou, the ace player of Wushi Kuniti, didn't even shoot under the basket.

Seeing Mitsui's stunned look, Sakuragi was about to laugh, but was stopped by Ryumasa with his eyes.

"Senior Mitsui, it is normal for a long time to not shoot and feel cold."

Mitsui's ears rang with Ryuzheng's comforting voice.

"Hmm!" Under the basket, Mitsui nodded.

After slapping the basketball twice, Mitsui closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Under the basket, Mitsui opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up, and threw the basketball in his hand, which smashed on the basket, bounced, and fell into the basket.

"Entered!"

After landing, Mitsui stared at the basketball and was relieved to see that the basketball finally fell into the basket.

With this shot, Mitsui managed to get back into shape, and all the remaining eight under-the-basket shots were made.

Shooting under the basket, nine out of ten, Mitsui was a little dissatisfied and walked to the free throw line.

Outside the free throw line, Mitsui Shou jumped high and threw the basketball in his hand, with a beautiful posture like a textbook, and three years of shooting training were not fake.

The basketball crossed a brilliant curve and fell into the middle of the basket, splashing a splash of water, which was hollow into the basket.

After the basket shooting just now, at this moment, Mitsui Shou's hand feels hot!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" .............

Ten hits, all hits!

“yes！”

Mitsui clenched his fists and gave himself a thumbs up.

Stepping beyond the three-point line, Mitsui knew that the real test had just begun for him.

For fifteen-year-old Mitsui, he does not lack the touch of shooting, what he lacks is strength and physical strength.

In normal training, Mitsui's shooting percentage is above 90 percent, but when it expands beyond the three-point line, his shooting percentage plummets to 30%.

The three-point shooting rate of 30% is already a good shooting rate for high school and even college basketball players, but Mitsui Shou is not satisfied with this shooting rate.

Mitsui, who likes basketball and understands basketball, knows that with his height, he can only reach his desired height by playing the guard position on the court, and a good guard, whether it is a scoring guard or an organizational guard, the long-range shooting ability at the three-point line position is very important.

Although he knew that his three-point shooting rate would make a huge leap when his body was completely grown and his strength and physical strength kept up, Mitsui's eagerness to improve his three-point shooting rate has not changed.

Before the race, Mitsui was full of confidence.

With his own life, Mitsui takes it for granted that Ryuzheng is two years younger than him, and his shooting percentage outside the three-point line is higher than his own, but he has five achievements.

Shooting under the basket, with the ability of the two, Mitsui believes that both of them can hit all, even if there is a mistake, it is a one-goal gap.

The result was also as Mitsui thought, Long Zheng shot ten goals, Mitsui shot nine goals, one goal short.

In the free throw line position, Mitsui thinks that with his ninety percent shooting rate, how can he score one or two more goals than Long Zheng.

Proposing a test shot, ten shots each from the basket, free throw line, and three-point line, Mitsui thought it through. He thought that even if Long Zheng defeated himself and won the competition, he would not lose too badly, and the gap was only two or three goals.

Knowing himself and knowing his opponent, he will not be defeated in a hundred battles, Mitsui's mistake is that he only knows how many catties and taels he has, and he doesn't know about Long Zheng's situation at all.

After fusing the energy hidden in the deepest part of his body, Long Zheng is a humanoid monster, strength, physical strength or something, he is very sufficient, as long as the state is there, the mid-range shot and three-point shot are the same for him.

So, Mitsui, it's sad!

When a few minutes ago, when he saw Long Zheng, who was two years younger than him, hit ten three-pointers in a row outside the three-point line, Mitsui's situation suddenly became awkward.

If you follow your usual shooting rate, three out of ten, and only shoot three three-pointers, compared with Long Zheng, you will be embarrassed.

Mitsui, who was defeated in what he was best at and had a strong sense of self-esteem, didn't know how to face Ryumasa and Sakuragi at that time.

Distractions are the most taboo when pitching, especially the three-point shot that is furthest from the basket, which requires the player's full attention.

"Bell!" "Bell!" "Bell!" Mitsui, who was preoccupied, smashed all three three-pointers in the first three points.

With his back to Long Zheng, Mitsui's face turned black as Bao Gong, and on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans came out.

Calm down! Calm down!! Be sure to calm down!!

Mitsui Kotobuki, you can!

Outside the three-point line, Mitsui kept cheering himself up and adjusting his state.

Ryumasa and Sakuragi stood behind him and didn't bother, standing in place, waiting quietly.

Two minutes later, Mitsui's psychological fluctuations caused by three consecutive strikes finally calmed down.

Holding the ball in both hands and looking at the basket, the scenes of three years of hard practice appeared in front of Mitsui's eyes.

The audience only saw Mitsui on the basketball court, but his teammates knew what Mitsui had done for basketball.

In the third year of junior high school, Mitsui spent all his holidays on the basketball court, and there was no exception for a single day.

For others, boring basketball training requires strong perseverance to support and overcome their laziness, but Mitsui is not, he is a person who really likes basketball, boring basketball training is not torture for him, but enjoyment, on the contrary, Mitsui has been upset that there is not enough time for training, and his three-point shooting rate has not been improved.

Mitsui, this is not your level. You're the best pitcher outside of the Big Devil.

On the basketball court, Mitsui's eyes sparkled brightly and sparkled.

Holding the ball with both hands and squatting slightly with his legs, Mitsui looked at the basket, and at this moment, he only had the basket in his eyes.

With his legs straining, Mitsui jumped high and threw the basketball in his hand.

In the sky, the dark clouds that covered the sun drifted to the side, the sun sprinkled behind Mitsui, looking forward along Mitsui's back, in the middle of the air, the basketball was shining, crossing a gorgeous arc, in the middle of the basket, hollow three points!

Looking at Mitsui's shooting, Ryumasa and Sakuragi were stunned, so beautiful! An emotion called hope rose in the hearts of both of them.

"Whew" "Whew" "Whew" ....... After this goal, Mitsui hit six three-pointers in a row.

Three-pointer, 7-of-10.

Behind Mitsui, Sakuragi was shocked, different from the captain's domineering, invincible, resolute, and indomitable, in Mitsui's shooting, Sakuragi saw the unforgiving in the predicament, and the back of never giving up made Sakuragi see the infinite possibilities of hope.

At this moment, looking at Mitsui's back, Sakuragi identified with the Mitsui senior who never gave up in the face of difficulties from the bottom of his heart, and looked at Mitsui's hopeful shot, Sakuragi's heart was sour.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Sakuragi knows that Mitsui's tenacity and tenacity have touched the softest place in his heart.