"Run! Run! ”

"Be more active!"

Off the court, Coach Shingo Katori of Akizuki High School was shouting at the players on the pitch with his voice in his voice.

At this time, it was almost twenty minutes before the start of the game, and the score of the two teams had come from 9:10 to 17:24. Shingo Katori never dreamed that the fifteenth number one who was replaced by Takeshi Middle School would really succeed in restricting his team's trump card, Akira Sendo.

The game has been going on so far, among all the 17 points in Qiuyue High School, Xiandao alone got 11 points, I have to say that Xiandao's scoring efficiency is quite good, and most of the team's scores are taken by Xiandao.

But Shingo Katori was quite anxious at this moment, and his anxiety was not because the team was lagging behind, but because of something else.

Of the 11 points scored by Xiandao, 9 points were scored not long after the opening. But in the next nearly ten minutes of play, Xiandao only scored 2 points and scored only one goal.

In other words, since Jinguji Martial Arts came on the field, Xiandao only scored one goal in the more than ten minutes of the game, and his attack was successfully contained by Martial Arts.

"Defend! Defend! Defend! ”

On the edge of the court, the students who came to watch the game were shouting slogans in an orderly manner.

Everyone's eyes were on the two people who were facing each other in the middle of the pitch.

In the stadium, a young man wearing a pink No. 13 jersey is holding the ball in both hands and confronting the No. 15 boy of the white team in front of him.

The other team members of the Autumn Moon High School were actively running in position at this time, and the people of Wushi did not dare to slack off, carefully maintaining the defense line, and at the same time being vigilant against the players of the Autumn Moon High School who were running.

Jinguji Martial Dao was composing at this time, watching Immortal Dao's every move with full attention. He didn't pay attention to the running position of the other players in Qiuyue High School, he knew that the immortal path in front of him would not pass the ball!

On Wu Dao's cheeks, a drop of sweat slowly slipped down under the influence of gravity, and the sweat bead accumulated more and more in the process of slashing, slipping faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, it fell on the floor and splashed into a little droplet.

Xiandao protected the ball, with his right foot as the axis, and his left foot lightly touched the floor, testing the defense of Martial Dao.

Both of them focused on each other's bodies at this time, and the shouts on the sidelines had no way to affect the two of them.

Suddenly, the Immortal Dao activated. The basketball slammed to the ground, and at the same time, Sendo quickly stepped out, holding the ball in his left hand and rushing towards the right side of Martial Dao. At the same time as the Immortal Dao was activated, the Martial Dao also reacted quickly, and moved out sideways in one step, stopping in front of the Immortal Dao.

Xiandao's attack was blocked, the basketball quickly carried to his left hand, and at the same time the body had a short pause, at the moment when Xiandao's rhythm changed, Wudao also braked the car violently, but I don't know why, Wudao suddenly slipped under his feet, and his body lost balance.

Xiandao's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and the basketball once again passed through his back to his left hand, and instantly increased his speed, crossing the martial arts. And this time, Xiandao finally broke through the defense of Wudao, crossed the three-point line, and then rushed straight to the basket, and easily scored the ball against the defense of the two forwards of Wushi Middle School.

"Good!" Sendo, who scored the goal, looked quite excited, and it had been five minutes since his last goal, and he finally broke through Takemichi's defense again and scored the ball.

After Sendao waved his fist, he quickly ran towards the backfield amid the cheers of the substitutes in the Autumn Moon High School.

"It's slippery...."

"Shit luck!"

Takemichi was standing in place at this time, frowning, and his shoes wiped the floor vigorously, trying to remove the foreign objects from his shoes. However, as soon as the shoes dragged the ground, Wu Dao felt that something was wrong, and looked down.

At this time, there was a long black mark on the floor, which seemed to be a water stain.

Wu Dao's expression froze, and he unconsciously reached out and wiped his forehead, and found that his palms were already covered with sweat at this time.

It was only at this time that Wu Dao was shocked, looked down at his clothes, and found that the jersey on his chest had already been soaked with sweat and was tightly attached to his body.

"It's only been long since I've been on the field, and I've been sweating so much?"

"All the attention before was focused on the alignment with the Immortal Dao, and I didn't notice it!"

Wu Dao finally noticed the abnormality, he noticed that there was something wrong with his sweating, and even when Wu Dao took his attention away from the alignment with Xiandao, he could clearly feel the soreness coming from his legs.

This shows that the physical strength of the martial arts at this time has decreased significantly.

"I'm just defending with all my might, and I haven't even been involved in the offense, and it's only been less than ten minutes, and my physical strength has dropped so obviously?"

Wu Dao looked at the floor and lost his mind, and a thick uneasiness enveloped his heart.

"Hey, martial arts, don't care."

"Attacked!"

Just when Takemichi was stunned, Mitsui Shou appeared behind him, patted Takemichi on the shoulder, and comforted. Mitsui Shou thought that Wu Dao was stunned for a while because he couldn't prevent the ball of Xiandao and blamed himself.

"Hmm....." Wu Dao's mood was a little low, and he hummed softly and then silently ran towards the front.

Mitsui didn't notice the abnormality of the martial arts, ran to the backcourt to receive a pass from his teammates, and then quickly advanced with the basketball.

"Come on! We scored one more goal to stretch the margin to more than 10 points before the end of the first half! ”

Mitsui Shou shouted at his teammates as he pushed towards the front court with the ball. Approaching the midfield, the physical strength of the players has been consumed to varying degrees, and at the same time, in order to maintain the point difference and reduce the number of offensive rounds of the opponent, Mitsui Shou also deliberately slowed down the rhythm of the attack, and advanced with the ball without hurry.

Martial Arts, who came to the frontcourt, did not enter the inside line, and when he came to the frontcourt, he sank to the corner position by himself, watching Mitsui Shou advance with the ball.

"Looks like you should feel it."

As Martial Dao came to the corner, Xiandao also walked up with a smile, noticed Martial Dao's expression, and said with a smile. Hearing this, Wu Dao raised his head and looked at the Immortal Dao, and the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.

Great, the state of the fairy road is a little too good!

Although Xiandao was the same as him, his face was covered with sweat, but unlike Martial Dao, Martial Dao had no way to see any tiredness on Xiandao's face at all.

The physical strength of the Immortal Dao is much, much better than that of the Martial Dao.

"It's tiring, it's not that easy to keep up with me."

"I've been playing basketball since I was a kid, and I met Coach Shingo Katori back in the second grade of elementary school."

"Formal training, I've been training for almost five years now."

"Even though I play basketball as a hobby, I've put a lot of effort into it."

"You're quick and you're pretty experienced defensively."

"However, you can't be my opponent after all, our background is different!"

Xiandao didn't seem to have the idea of participating in the defense, and stood in front of Martial Dao and said. For him, the victory of the team is actually not that important, Xiandao allows the team to lose, but he definitely does not allow himself to lose.

"Maybe you're right, the gap in physical strength can't be made up overnight, and accumulation is very important."

"But before I fall, I'm not going to let you score again!"

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