"Ho... Ho... Whew..."

"It's just a few back and forth, and the feeling of exhaustion is like a tide surging up my body, so tired!"

"This body is so weak!"

"But I can feel that the inexplicable sense of alienation between that and my body is weakening!"

In the middle of the court, Jinguji Martial Arts panted, wiped the sweat from his face, and entangled in Chiba Oishi's side after Chiba Oishi entered the infield.

He knows that his strength is not as good as that of the other party, but the task of the basket is meticulously executed. Facing opponents who are stronger than him, Takedo tries to defend around the front. And Chiba Oishi also felt the defensive strategy of martial arts in the previous rounds of confrontations, and moved his steps not to give up his position.

The confrontation between him and Wu Dao under the basket has become the most fierce battlefield in the court. As for the other first-year players, they have long lost their defensive enthusiasm because of the exaggerated score.

There is only martial arts, and I am happy to be entangled with Chiba Dashi. The huge physical exertion made the martial arts sweat like rain, and the feeling of exhaustion came like a tide.

Now experiencing this feeling again makes Martial Arts more and more excited, although his body is very tired, but his spirit is indeed quite good, and his fighting spirit is high!

"I can't take my offense right now, but I don't score, and I won't let you score."

"I can't control the others, but in this acre of three-point land under the basket, I will never lose to anyone!"

Under the basket, the martial arts half of Jinguji Temple was attached to Chiba Oishi's side, his right hand was raised high, blocking in front of Chiba Oishi's face, not giving Chiba Oishi a chance to catch the ball at all, although Chiba Oishi tried hard to get rid of it, but martial arts was like a dog skin plaster, tightly attached to his body, no matter how he ran, he couldn't get rid of it.

Chiba Oishi has a feeling that this guy from Jinguji Martial Arts seems to have opened his eyes and can predict his every move.

Basketball is never just about flashy offense, and you need a hard and solid defense to win. Martial arts' offensive skills can't be fully displayed through this body, but defense, can play most of it.

Does it take skill to defend? Yes, do you need a body? It is also needed!

But the most important thing in defense is attitude and experience!

There is no shortage of these two things in Jinguji Martial Arts.

Although Takemichi defended hard, his teammates were too touchy, and the point guard of the senior team was very easy to get the ball, and a very low-level ground-hitting pass successfully sent the basketball to Chiba Oishi's hands.

If the teammates of the martial arts do not touch the fish, the opponent will not have the opportunity to send the basketball out of the way by hitting the ground, and the speed of the ball is far less fast than the horizontal pass, and the risk of being broken is very large.

Although Chiba Oishi was very uncomfortable receiving the ball, fortunately he still managed to get the basketball. The moment the basketball was in hand, Chiba Oishi had a smile on his face.

"Bang!" Chiba Oishi slammed the ball, and his body hit Wu Dao's chest directly, and the huge power instantly poured out on Wu Dao's body, and Wu Dao's thin body was also pushed back by Chiba Dashi.

But the next second that Chiba Dashi's body hit the martial arts body, his face changed suddenly, and his body stiffened unconsciously. The moment he hit Martial Arts' body, Chiba Oishi felt like he had hit a stone, and half of his body ached faintly.

"This guy, what's going on?! It's so hard! ”

Chiba Oishi paused the thought of fighting on the side the moment he felt the pain in his body, but at this moment, the voice of Martial Arts suddenly sounded in his ears.

"That's it? That's all your power?! ”

Although Wu Dao was forced to retreat by Chiba Dashi, he had already stabilized his body at this time, raised his hands high, squinted his eyes slightly and looked like he was enjoying it, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, a mechanical voice sounded in Wu Dao's mind, and it was his golden finger speaking.

"Receiving an attack, martial arts 'Golden Bell Jar Iron Cloth Shirt' proficiency +1."

Now his proficiency has reached 2/500.

Maybe it was because he learned the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, and in the face of the impact of Chiba Dashi, Martial Arts didn't feel any pain in his chest at all, but was knocked back half a step.

"Nani?!" Chiba Dashi's expression froze when he heard this, and he smashed the ball again, slamming it into Takemi's body hard, and the huge force knocked Takeshi back half a step, but the pain in his body also made Chiba Oishi grin for a while.

Seeing that the proficiency level became 3/500, a smile appeared on Takemichi's face.

"Use some force! Didn't eat?! The voice of martial arts drifted into Chiba Oishi's ears again.

Hearing this, Chiba Oishi endured the pain and turned around to pitch the ball.

But a big hand pressed directly on the basketball the moment he turned around, and slapped the basketball from Chiba Dashi's hand, and a figure quickly flashed in front of Chiba Dashi's eyes, picked up the basketball and rushed out directly.

"Thank you!" Wu Dao, who started with the basketball, did not forget to turn around and say thank you, and did not pass the ball, but rushed towards the front court with the basketball on his own. Chiba Oishi was stunned for two seconds before he began to chase after him.

"This kid looks tall and big, and his hands and feet are really flexible."

"Chiba's movements just now seem to have been predicted by that kid, and his defensive sense of smell is very sensitive."

The scene of Martial Arts stealing Chiba Oishi was seen by Masao Fujii on the sidelines, and he finally knew why Mitsui Shou looked down on Martial Arts of Jinguji Temple. Although Takemichi's dribbling looks clumsy, he doesn't have any outstanding attack power.

But relying on this tough defense, and that excellent height, it is enough to gain a foothold on the court in the middle of the country.

At this stage, their Wushi Middle School is really not short of attackers, on the contrary, there is a considerable shortage of defensive spearheads.

The tryouts for the county tournament generally start in July, and now there are still many months before July, as long as Jinguji Martial Arts has a good practice of rebounding skills in these months, relying on his excellent height and excellent defense, he can definitely help the Takeshi Middle School basketball team to hit the county tournament championship.

Masao Fujii saw this, Mitsui Shou could also see it, and coach Masayoshi Anzai, who was watching the game on the sidelines, knew it.

In the court, although Wu Dao broke off the basketball, but under the siege and interception of the senior players, with his stiff ball control skills, he couldn't bring the basketball to the front court, and was forced to stop by the defenders when he was in the middle line, and in desperation, Wu Dao could only pass the basketball to a teammate who came up to respond, and then Shi Shiran ran ran towards the front court.

"It's too good to dribble, and I hope the coach can see my value and don't marginalize me."

Martial Arts thought to himself as he participated in the attack. But the result was not as he expected, this time several players on the field were weak in offensive ability, even if it was a fast attack opportunity, there was no way to grasp it.

The first grade who received the basketball didn't know if he was too nervous or what, and the last empty basket was also empty, which made Wu Dao look at it and shake his head, although his offense was also very poor, but it didn't prevent him from feeling that others were weak!

"Almost."

Seeing this scene, Anxi Masayo also sighed silently, stood up and clapped his hands, and shouted:

"The game was suspended, and all the first-year players on the field were rested."

"It's a change!"

"In the second and third grades, adjust the participants by yourself."

"Jinguji Martial Arts, come over here."

After Anzai Masayoshi finished speaking, he beckoned to Mitsui Shou and Fujii Masao, and shouted, "Mitsui, Fujii, you two go and move the equipment, and I will arrange a physical test for the Jinguji classmates." ”

After Anzai Masayoshi finished speaking, he picked up a list from his seat, and after casually counting five more first-year team members, he walked towards the empty field not far away.

The first-year players have been training for a while except for martial arts, and Masayoshi Anzai didn't find that the player had outstanding talent, but it was Jinguji Martial Arts, who came to the stadium today, that attracted his attention.

Therefore, Anzai Masayoshi didn't plan to watch the practice matches of other team members, but was concerned about the physical level of martial arts.

Jinguji Martial Arts, who was in the middle of the court, heard Anzai's words, stopped his steps to return to defense, glanced at the gorgeous score difference with a little unwillingness, and walked out of the court silently.

"Physical test.... Just a good time to see what I'm capable of. ”

"It's also convenient to make a training plan for the next step."

"I didn't join the basketball team to get zero points"

Wu Dao breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his clothes to wipe his sweat, clenched his fists, and walked towards Anzai Justice.

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