Jinguji Martial Arts broke through the defense of Shinomiya Field, entered the inside line and successfully scored points, and the players of the First Affiliated Middle School of Dongda on the court all focused their eyes on Jinguji Martial Arts at this time, and everyone's faces were surprised.

Even the coach of the No. 1 High School Affiliated to Dongda off the field was stunned, his mouth slightly open, full of surprise.

"From the prefectural tournament to now, only the first grade of Akizuki has managed to score a few goals under the defense of the field."

"I didn't expect this team in Kanagawa to have such players."

"Need to call a timeout?"

The coach of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School of Dongda held his hands in front of his chest, thought for a while, his expression slowed slightly, looked at the martial arts of Jinguji Temple who was returning to the scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said secretly in his heart:

"But it's just a goal, and it can't be ruled out as a coincidence."

"If you have the ability to consistently score points on the head of the field, you're going to be a threat."

"Pause is precious, let's see."

The coach of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School of Dongda made a decision in his heart, and his eyes followed the figure of Jinguji Martial Arts, and he did not dare to relax for a moment. He can feel that the variable in this game is very likely to be this child.

In the rest area on the other side of the court, Masayoshi Anzai couldn't help but be happy when he saw Martial Arts successfully break through and score. Of course, with his eyes, he can see the strength of Shinomiya Tianye, and being able to break through such a person and successfully score is enough to see the excellence of martial arts.

Although it's just a ball, it can't explain anything, but Anzai doesn't think so in his heart. He clearly knew that more than a month ago, the dribble of Jinguji Martial Dao, how much his offensive ability was stretched. But now it is possible to take points from that person's head, which is enough to show the progress of martial arts during this time.

"Fortunately, I didn't stupidly let Martial Arts play the inside line."

"Developing the outside offensive means of martial arts, I really made the right choice!"

"The No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Todai University is a one-man team, as long as Takemichi and Mitsui can maintain their condition, we must win this ball!"

Anzai Masayoshi couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, the team's second scoring point has developed quite well, and it can already come in handy in the tournament, and the existence of martial arts will be one of the important keys to the victory of their Wushi Middle School.

In the middle of the court, Shinomiya Tano received the serve from his teammates in the backcourt, quickly crossed the half court with the ball, and then slowed down and slowly approached Budo.

There is no confusion on the face of Jinguji Martial Arts, and there is even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looks confident that he is enjoying the game.

Such a demeanor is rarely encountered in Shinomiya Field, and in previous games, the players who played opposite him often played less than ten minutes before they were already full of ashes and gave up the game.

has played so many games, and only in the four-in-two game of the county competition, Qiuyue's pot cover can resist a little. And the person in front of him has a much better mentality than the pot lid at that time.

"You look like you're confident in yourself."

"Was that goal that gave you the delusion you shouldn't have?"

"As much as I wish my opponent wasn't the kind of stinky fish and shrimp, I also don't want to see you with such a confident expression, which would make me think I'm not strong enough."

Shinomiya Tianye straightened his waist and was not in a hurry to attack, and said while dribbling. Thirty seconds of attacking time is plenty for him, so there is no need to rush at all.

"If you don't even have confidence, how can you win the game?"

"I'll admit that I can't stop you at all, but so what? It's still our Takeshi Middle School that can win the game, and you can't change anything. ”

"And I won't be unable to defend you all the time, and the next time you see me, I'll block your attack!"

Jinguji Martial Arts has abandoned the pride of the past, abandoned the inexplicable sense of superiority that should not have been, and now he is just a player in the country, the world is very big, there must be someone weaker than him, and there must be someone stronger than him.

Now he is just a middle school student, and it is normal to win and lose.

What he wants to do is to have the right mentality, face all kinds of enemies, go all out to train, and play every game well.

Shinomiya Tianye's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he could detect that the opponent's mentality had changed a lot, and the impatience he had when he was defending before was completely gone. He could feel that the aura of the person in front of him had changed dramatically.

"What's your name?" Shinomiya Tianye was a little interested and asked out loud.

"Martial arts." Jinguji Martial Arts replied lightly, his attention was always on the feet of the four palaces, and he kept looking at the basketball.

"Martial arts, huh? I'll do my best to destroy you! ”

Shinomiya Tian grinned, the fierce light flashed in his eyes, the rhythm of the dribble changed suddenly, and his body quickly attached to the martial arts of Jinguji Temple, and the ball protector was directly on the waist of the martial arts, not giving the martial arts any space to dig out the ball, and quickly approached the inner line.

The terrifying power poured out on Martial Dao's body, and Martial Dao, who knew that he couldn't do it, took a step back, directly vacated his position, and at the same time quickly changed his position, went around to the side of Shinomiya Field, and from behind Shinomiya Field, he reached out and slapped the basketball.

Martial Arts is well aware of the disadvantage of his strength, and he definitely does not have an advantage in head-on confrontation, so he wants to rely on his excellent speed to pull the ball around his body.

Although the speed of the Sinomiya field is very fast, the speed of the martial arts is not far behind. Shinomiya Tianye obviously didn't expect that Martial Arts would suddenly dodge the defensive position, pull out the ball around the side, and without checking for a while, the basketball in his right hand was pulled out by Martial Arts of Jinguji Temple, and the basketball was directly taken out of his hand and flew towards the inside line.

Masao Fujii had just mentioned that he was about to make up for the defense in the middle position, and when the basketball flew into his hands, he was visibly stunned.

"Steal? That guy got a steal? Before Masao Fujii could react at all, Shinomiya Dano rushed towards him to snatch the ball back.

"Pass! Over here! Although Fujii Masao was still stunned, Mitsui Shou's attention was not a little distracted, and when he saw the one where Takeshi shot the basketball, he rushed directly to the front court. At this time, he was shouting loudly, reminding Masao Fujii.

Shinomiya Tianye obviously heard this shout as well, and the spearhead turned in an instant, and he didn't care about Masao Fujii, who was holding the ball, and chased directly towards Mitsui Shou.

Although Fujii's reaction was slow, he finally reacted and quickly passed the ball to the frontcourt. Mitsui received the basketball near the halfway line and quickly advanced with the ball.

"Little San, be careful!" Jinguji Takedo noticed the Shinomiya field rushing towards Mitsui Shou, and shouted a reminder to Mitsui Shou as he ran towards the front court.

Mitsui Shou, who was advancing with the ball, saw Shinomiya Tianye chasing from behind, and sighed in his heart that the opponent was fast, and at the same time, he threw the ball with his right hand and gave it directly to Jinguji Martial Arts on the other side.

In the face of Shinomiya Field's pursuit, Mitsui Shou adopted the method that was least likely to go wrong.

Jinguji Takemichi, who got the ball, quickly crossed the three-point line and scored the ball with a light layup.

Although Shinomiya Tianye's speed is fast, but in the case of two to one in the front court, he has no way at all.

With the basketball into the net, the score of the two teams came to 31:26, and Wushi Middle School stretched the difference to 5 points.

The bench at Takeshi High School erupted in cheers, and the noisy stands were a little quieter because of the goal.

The four palaces, which have been invincible from the opening to the present, are deflated.

The continuous losses at both ends of the offense and defense made some subtle changes in the hearts of the players of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School of Tokyo, and even on the side of Takeshi Middle School, Masao Fujii, who had been in a nervous state, and others unconsciously relaxed a little.

The mentality of the players on both sides has changed, and the turning point of the game, unconsciously, has come.

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