Just as the players from Akizuki High School walked into the gymnasium, the basketball players of Takeshi Middle School were watching the opponents in their rest area.

"This group of people in Qiuyue High School are all very tall, and there are three or four people over 180cm."

Mitsui sat on the bench, arranging the laces of his sneakers, and generally raised his head to observe the players of Akizuki High School. The easiest way to judge the strength of the opponent is to look at the average height of the opposing players when they have not officially played against the opponent.

At this stage of the country, this method is tried-and-true, and generally speaking, teams with a high average height will have a higher chance of winning than teams with a short average height.

Seeing that there were three or four elders in the Autumn Moon Annex, Mitsui Shou couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"What about being tall? If you can't play, you still can't play! By Mitsui's side, Jinguji Martial Arts looked up at the ceiling with his head tilted and said with blank eyes.

At this time, Martial Arts was wearing a white sports shirt, which was the uniform clothing of the bench players of Takeshi Middle School, although Jinguji Martial Arts thought that he had improved a lot in the past few days, but in this game, coach Masayoshi Anzai had no intention of arranging him to play at all, and he didn't even have a jersey.

"Don't say that, I've been a substitute before, train hard and you'll be able to play one day."

Mitsui Shou tidied up his shoelaces and said with relief. After a few days of getting along, he and Martial Arts have become friends, and Mitsui Shou was very surprised by the progress of Martial Arts during this time, but as a defender, Mitsui Shou also felt that Martial Arts was almost interesting.

"I don't want to wait a few more months, if I don't play, I won't have fun playing basketball!"

Wu Dao looked up at the ceiling and sighed, from beginning to end, he didn't look at the players of the Autumn Moon High School, for those who couldn't play, it didn't matter what the opponent was like at all.

After speaking, Wu Dao glanced at Mitsui Shou beside him, at this time, Mitsui Shou had already changed into the jersey of Takeshi Middle School, and the number "5" on his chest made Wu Dao a little envious, he also wanted to play!

"Now, cheer me on off the field, and then we can share the joy of victory together."

Mitsui Shou patted Takemichi on the shoulder and said confidently.

At this moment, Masayoshi Anzai and captain Masao Fujii returned to the team, and Masayoshi Anzai clapped his hands and motioned for the team to assemble.

"The game starts in twenty minutes."

"Before I do that, let me say a few words."

As Anzai Masayoshi spoke, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Martial Arts sitting next to Mitsui Shou. At this time, Takeshi was looking at him with a burning gaze, and Anzai Masayoshi saw the desire in Takemi's gaze, the desire for the game.

Anzai Masayoshi noticed this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't respond to Wu Dao's eager gaze, and said to himself:

"You have also seen the opponents of this competition, the players of Qiuyue High School are very good, generally above 170cm."

"Several of the strikers are over 180cm tall."

"So, when you play against them, you have to increase the tempo of the attack, and the interior players have to spend less time with the ball."

"Mitsui, the rebounding pressure on our team in this game will be quite high, reduce the shots outside the three-point line, and score points with stable mid-range shots and timely layups."

At the end, Masayoshi Anzai focused on Mitsui's name and instructed Mitsui Shou to reduce his score outside the three-point line.

Now Mitsui Shou has just been promoted to the second grade of junior high school, although he has excellent three-point shooting skills, but compared to the mid-range shot, the three-point shooting rate is still lower, in the absence of rebounding protection, Anzai Masayoshi does not want Mitsui Shou to rely too much on three-point shots.

In this era of basketball, everyone has a consensus, that is, the closer you are to the basket, the easier it is to score. Even the former national player Anzai Masayoshi is convinced of this view.

"Defensively, use regional joint defense to consolidate the defensive strength of the interior line."

"If the opponent wants to shoot a three-pointer, you don't need to force defense, you just need to interfere with it."

"Next, I announce the starting list, Masao Fujii (C, No. 4), Mitsui Kotoshi (SG, No. 5), Chiba Oishi (PF, No. 11), Taro Toyokawa (SF, No. 7), Maeda Iekawa (pg, No. 6)."

"The five of you are starters, okay, now, everyone, warm up."

Although there are only five starters, the warm-up exercise is for all basketball players, Jinguji Takedo looked at the five players who were named, sighed silently, and then got up from the bench and joined the warm-up queue.

The height of the players on the side of Wushi Middle School is a little shorter than that of Qiuyue High School.

The captain of the third grade, Masao Fujii, plays center, and his height in shoes reaches 187cm, which is not bad.

Totoshi Mitsui, a second-year student, put on shoes of 171cm, and among junior high school students, it is enough to be a guard line. Chiba Oishi, a second-year student, is 182cm tall in shoes, and he is qualified to play as a power forward. Taro Toyokawa, a third-year player, has 174cm as a small forward, and as for a point guard, Maeda Iiekawa in the third-year has a pitiful 165cm.

Of all the starters, there were three thirds, two sophomores, and as for the first-year, there was none.

Martial Arts looked at Taro Toyokawa and Yoshihisa Maeda Iyoshi during the warm-up, and then sighed leisurely, in his opinion, he was enough to replace these two players in the game, but unfortunately, the coach didn't give him a chance, and he couldn't get the starting qualification in the first grade.

And the twenty-minute warm-up was a bit difficult for Wu Dao, and he could only put his enthusiasm into the warm-up.

Therefore, it can be seen that in the half of the warm-up of Fifty Middle School, there was a tall young man in white, sparing no effort to vent his energy, and his behavior was a little conspicuous among the team members.

"This kid! I can't bear it. Seeing this scene in his eyes, Anzai Masayoshi sighed and shook his head.

However, on the side of Qiuyue High School, there are a few team members who are interested in martial arts.

"That player, his height and bounce are quite good!" In the half of the warm-up of Qiuyue Middle School, Xiandao noticed Martial Arts who was relaying the layup, and saw that the height of Martial Dao's palms was almost flat to the basket when he was making a layup, and secretly sighed, and then noticed the training uniform on Martial Arts, and he didn't care, and threw himself into the warm-up.

The 20-minute warm-up was very fast, and the players of the two teams who had warmed up finally listened to the instructions of their own coach and walked onto the court. As the players from both sides came on the field, the crowd gathered on the sidelines to watch the game erupted in cheers.

"Happiness is someone else's ....."

"Hey!"

Takemichi sat on the bench after the warm-up, looking at the ceiling with Jiro's legs crossed. It's the same first-year, it's the same understudy, the other first-year students are standing, and only the second- and third-year substitutes will sit in their seats.

However, no one said anything about the obvious out-of-position behavior of martial arts, and all the team members knew that martial arts that had reached a height of 187cm in shoes were different from them.

"Boy, don't sigh, wait for your chance to play."

"Well, here's the jersey, put it on."

At this moment, Masayoshi Anzai sat down next to Takemichi and threw a set of jerseys on Takemichi's body.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wu Dao immediately became energetic, grabbed his jersey and looked at it carefully.

It's really a Takeshi Middle School uniform! Although it is the 15th, it also means that Wudao has officially entered the rotation lineup of Wushi Middle School, and there is a faint smell of plastic on the team uniform, which is the new team uniform.

"Coach, can I play?!"

Wu Dao asked in surprise, he wanted to confirm what he heard.

"Well, not as a defender, though."

"Did you see that pink team No. 13?" Anzai Masayoshi pointed to the fairy road in the field who was in position and was about to jump the ball, and said.

"See, that pot lid is it?" Takemichi looked in the direction that Anzai Masayoshi pointed and saw Akira Sendo standing in front of Taro Toyokawa.

"Yes, it's him, that kid is called Xiandao Zhang, and he is Qiuyue's trump card. In the previous games in Kanagawa, he scored more than 30 points. ”

"If you come on the field later, I'm going to keep an eye on that kid."

"The other party is someone who can score more than 30 points per game, and Taro Toyokawa can't stop him."

"Toyokawa is a spearhead, for you to explore the way. Your defense is very good, I noticed it in the practice match before, and being able to completely suppress Chiba Dashi also shows your defensive strength. ”

"Off the field, you have to carefully observe the movements of the 13th, think about how to defend when it is your turn to play!"

"Huh? Martial arts, are you listening? ”

Anzai Masayoshi put his arm around Takemi's shoulders and said in Takemi's ear, but he suddenly found that Takemichi looked sluggish, as if he wasn't listening to him at all.

"Huh?!"

"Oh, I'm listening."

"Coach, you just said, what is the number 13 of that pink team called?"

Wu Dao was shocked and hesitated for a while and asked.

"Sendo Akira." Anzai Masayo was surprised when he saw Martial Arts' appearance, and he didn't know what was wrong with Martial Arts.

"Immortal Dao Zhang..... Sendo Akira! ”

"The cowardly cannon on the head of the pot is called Xiandao Zhang?!"

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