"White Team 15! Expulsion! ”

Takeshi's substitutes and off-the-field coaches have already rushed into the court to kick off the Jinguji martial arts, and the doctors of the tournament have also quickly entered the court, and a group of people have gathered around Mitsui Shou, and a group of people have gathered around the Aoyama player.

And the referee, finally no longer having to pull the martial arts, immediately broke away from the crowd and shouted loudly. His words made the slightly rioted court a little quieter.

"What? Eviction?! "Anzai Masayoshi is holding the waist of the martial arts at this time, and the martial arts that was pulled away by everyone is still struggling, and it seems that he is not ready to stop like this, and he wants to rush up and continue to fight with the Qingshan player. The referee's referee martial arts didn't listen to it at all.

That bastard actually dared to attack Mitsui Shou, and Martial Arts said that he would abolish the other party today.

Mitsui Shou is not that he has a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, and he can still act like a nobody after an elbow blow, the young Mitsui Shou is not the kind of person with excellent physique, and the opponent's attack really hurt Mitsui.

Until now, Mitsui Shou still hasn't gotten up from the ground, and is still lying on the ground, although his breath is steady, but it looks like he has passed out. The opponent's action just now was not to defend at all, but to directly aim at Mitsui Shou.

Being pulled down in mid-air, even a body like Sakuragi Hanamichi will slow down for a long time, let alone Mitsui Shou.

At this time, hearing the referee's decision, Anzai Zhengyi couldn't help it, let go of the hand holding Wudao, and walked in front of the referee with a frown, just about to reason with the other party, but his reason finally restrained him.

Now Wu Dao is just being expelled from the game, if he, the coach, has any conflict with the referee, it will no longer be Wu Dao alone, and the entire team will be affected.

Masayoshi Anzai turned his head to look at the struggling martial arts, and then at Mitsui Shou, who was lying on the ground surrounded by doctors and team members, and finally sighed helplessly.

Walked back to Takemi's side, pressed one hand on Takemichi's shoulder, and squeezed it hard.

Anzai's righteous power is very strong, and when he pinched Martial Dao's shoulder, even Martial Dao was in pain and turned his head to look at the other party.

"Martial arts, you and the first-year substitutes will send Mitsui to the hospital together."

"Compared to revenge, Mitsui's body is more important, you go to the hospital to have a look!"

Anzai's words made Takemichi's struggling movements stop, and he turned his head to Mitsui Shou, and immediately walked towards Mitsui. At this time, Mitsui Shou was surrounded by doctors, and a middle-aged doctor was holding a small lamp tube and turning Mitsui's eyelids to do a physical examination.

After a brief physical examination, I quickly called someone to move a single frame.

"Here, get him to the ambulance outside." The doctor commanded several male doctors, and everyone put Mitsui Shou on a single frame and hurriedly carried them away from the court, and the leader of Takeshi's team also followed the medical team after saying hello to Masayoshi Anzai.

And Wu Dao also walked out of the court, without looking back at anyone from Qingshan High School, and as for apologizing, he didn't say a word.

"Aoyama's bastard!"

Anzai Masayoshi watched Wu Dao and the others leave, gritted his teeth, and viciously glanced at the Qingshan team member who was knocked to the ground by Wu Daogan, compared to Mitsui Shou, the other party's injury was too light, it was just a skin injury, at this time the other party's consciousness had regained consciousness, but just in case, the medical team also moved the other party to a single frame, and then hurriedly sent to the hospital.

After the departure of Takemichi and Mitsui Shou, the starting players of Takeshi Middle School immediately lost two main players on the offensive end. Anzai looked at the substitutes who were still on the field, and the gloom between his eyebrows could not be dissipated. Although Takeshi Middle School still maintains the lead, it is impossible for Takeshi Middle School, which has lost its two main forces, to maintain the lead to the end.

With the injured being sent off the court, with the departure of Martial Arts, this riot is finally over. Takeshi Middle School and Aoyama High School were replaced by substitute players, and the game continued in a depressing atmosphere.

Takeshi Middle School is a standard dual-core team, and all the offensive systems are built around Mitsui Shou and Jinguji Takemichi, and without these two people, Takeshi fell into a disadvantage not long after the game continued, and the situation on the court showed a one-sided situation.

Anzai Zhengyi sat on the seat, his fists clenched, and he only felt that his chest was blocked, and he couldn't get out. On the other hand, the coach of Aoyama High School was still full of energy to direct the players off the field during the game, not only did he not worry about the players who were sent to the hospital, but his face was full of smiles.

"The end is ..... decided"

Anzai Masayoshi was very unwilling, they finally got the opportunity to play in the whole middle school, and finally crossed the hurdle of the first middle school of Dongda University, but they didn't expect to fold in the hands of a little-known team like Aoyama.

If it is not strong, Anxi Justice will not be so angry, the key is not that their martial arts are not strong enough, but that the other party's group of people is too inferior.

As the game progressed, the lead of Takeshi Middle School was slowly tied, and then it was overtaken by the opponent, and then the score behind became bigger and bigger. Anzai Masayoshi looked at the scoreboard that kept changing scores, and smashed his angry punch on the bench, but his anger couldn't change anything, and it was impossible to change Wushi's defeat.

Without waiting for the game to end, Masayoshi Anzai had already asked the players who were still on the field to pack their things, and their journey to the national competition was over.

...

The sun is shining, the sun is scorching the earth, and the air is filled with heat.

In one of the hospital's wards, Mitsui Shou was lying on a hospital bed covered with a thin quilt.

On the bedside table next to the bed, there is a small electric fan, which is blowing hot air outward. Around the hospital bed, several members of Takeshi's team sat around the four sides of Mitsui Shou's hospital bed. Jinguji Takemichi sat on a bench with his back against the wall and looked out the window.

"Click." The soft sound of the door lock was turned, and the door to the hospital room was pushed open.

The leader of Wushi Middle School walked into the ward with a small bag in his hand, and with him was an elderly doctor with glasses.

As soon as the doctor and the team leader walked into the room, several members of the Martial Arts team got up one after another and came to the doctor's side, only Martial Dao was still sitting on the bench, but his eyes were on the doctor who had just walked in.

"Doctor, how is Mitsui-senpai's condition?"

Mitsui Kotoshi, who was sent to the hospital, had some tests, and the results of the tests had just come out.

"From the current examination, there is nothing wrong, the diagnosis at this stage is a mild concussion, just take a break."

"Wait until he wakes up for a detailed further examination, you don't have to worry."

The doctor smiled and explained Mitsui's situation to Takeshi's team members, and then walked through the crowd and came to Mitsui's side to look at Mitsui's situation and do another physical examination. After noticing that there were no other problems, the doctor comforted everyone a few more words and left the room.

"Okay, Mitsui Shou will be fine, don't worry." The team leader sat down on the empty hospital bed next door, glanced at Mitsui Shou, and then looked at Jinguji Martial Arts.

For the martial arts player, of course he is familiar with it as a team leader, but he didn't expect that the martial arts, who have always been harmonious with his teammates, would be the first to rush up and fight with the other party after Mitsui Shou was injured.

The team leader didn't have any prejudice against martial arts, he felt that martial arts were bad, on the contrary, he admired martial arts' attitude, but he was also worried about the future of martial arts.

Eviction? If only it were that simple, it would be great.

"Wu Dao, you have to be mentally prepared for the fact that you are beating people on the court."

"The payment of medical bills, as well as the punishment after the game, are unavoidable. The ejection is just the beginning, and at worst, you could be suspended. ”

"It's not a ban on one or two games, it may be a ban on participating in county competitions and national competitions."

"Although your behavior this time is relieving, but martial arts, you are still too impulsive."

Team Leader Wushi sighed, still feeling that he couldn't help but remind Wu Dao that it was always good to be mentally prepared.

"I've done it all, I don't have anything to say."

"It doesn't matter if that guy comes at me, but he actually dares to make a black hand to Xiao San, I won't let him have a good time."

"If you lose money, you lose money, and it doesn't matter if you are banned, I don't regret it."

Wu Dao closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest and said nonchalantly. The ban is indeed a very severe punishment, but it is not necessary to say that the ban will have any fatal impact on the martial arts.

If the ban is only for one year or two years, he should play or play, train or train, it is nothing more than not participating in the game, and when the ban period is over, he is a good man again.

For martial arts, the country is just a savings period after all, it doesn't matter if you play a game or not, there is still a chance to dominate the country.

If the ban is long, it will take five or six years, then it is a big deal to talk to the family, go back to the motherland to develop, the grandfather of martial arts, that is, the father of martial arts, has been in the country, and it is a big deal to go back to school, if you take the professional basketball route, it is much better than here.

The reason why Martial Arts went to school in Neon was only because of the presence of Mitsui Shou, Rukawa Kaede and others, and he wanted to taste the taste of teaming up with Mitsui and them to win the championship.

There is really no way, it is the same to go back to school, although there are regrets, but it will not affect the long-term planning of martial arts.

Compared with the price paid, Wu Dao felt that teaching the other party this time made him feel more happy.

"Don't you regret it..... Martial arts, you kid...."The team leader teacher looked at the martial arts and couldn't help laughing, the character of the martial arts, he really liked it.

"Regrets? What do you regret? Just then, a low murmur sounded.

Mitsui Shou, who had been in a coma, woke up slowly, and as soon as he woke up, he heard something he regretted or not, and couldn't help asking.

"Huh?"

"Little San, you're awake!"

Wu Dao was still looking at the scenery outside the window, but when he heard Mitsui Shou's voice, his face was happy, and he quickly leaned over to Mitsui's bedside.

"Martial arts."

"It's .... Hospitals? ”

"Am I still on the pitch? How did it end up here? ”

"That's how the game went? What did you just say that you regret or not, what are you talking about? ”

After Mitsui Shou woke up, his sanity quickly recovered, and he was still weak when he spoke at first, but as he became conscious, Mitsui also had some middle qi when he spoke.

"Have you forgotten? Your boy was riding a horse and shooting an arrow, and he was cut down from his horse, and he fainted. ”

"The doctor said you had a mild concussion, which shouldn't be a big problem, but after you wake up, you still have to do some tests."

"As for me, the general who slashed you with his hand was rewarded by the referee to accompany you."

Seeing Mitsui Shou wake up, Martial Arts was in a good mood and made a joke.

"What kind of mess?"

"Mitsui, don't listen to his nonsense."

"You were fouled, injured and brought to the hospital."

"And Takemichi hit the Aoyama player who fouled you and was ejected from the game."

"As for the game, I don't know yet, look at the time, it should be over."

Takeshi's leader glanced at Takeshi and explained to Mitsui Shou.

At this time, Mitsui Shou's consciousness had fully recovered, and he had thought about all the things before the impact, and when he heard the words of the team leader, he suddenly leaned up from the hospital bed, but the violent movement made him have a headache and couldn't help but cover his head.

After the pain eased slightly, Mitsui Shouyi grabbed Martial Dao's collar and said angrily:

"You guy! Didn't you tell me to calm down? How to do it yourself! ”

"I'm off, as long as you're here, the team still has a chance, and now that we're both off, how can the team win?!"

"You bastard, do you know what you've done?!"

Mitsui Shou was angry, but not only angry, but also worried. From the words of the team leader, of course Mitsui Shou knew what Martial Arts had done, and if he was driven out of the field, it must have been a violent conflict with the other party, otherwise there would be no such thing.

At the beginning, Martial Arts was still talking to Mitsui Shou to calm down and not be provoked, but at the beginning of the second half, he fought directly with people, which moved Mitsui Shou at the same time, but also deeply blamed himself, and at the same time, this self-blame also ignited Mitsui Shou's anger, not so much that he was angry with Martial Arts, but that he was angry with himself.

"Okay, okay, you've just woken up, don't get excited."

"The outcome of the game can't change the two of us, maybe the coach and Captain Fujii will be able to lead Takeshi to victory."

"Don't worry about it."

"That bastard in Qingshan actually dares to play yin, don't let me see him again, otherwise I will see him once and hit him twice!"

Wu Dao patted Mitsui Shou's hand and said with a smile. Mitsui Shou was angry and annoyed when he saw Martial Dao's nonchalant look, but he also knew that they couldn't change anything, and after all, he hung his hand weakly.

"Martial arts..... I'm sorry. Mitsui Shou lowered his head and spat out such a sentence.

"I'm sorry, we're friends, aren't we?" Wu Dao leaned against the wall and said with a smile.

And at this moment, the door of the ward was opened again. With a gloomy face, Anzai Masayoshi led a large group of people from Wushi Middle School into the ward.

"Coach!"

"How's the game?" A member of the team saw the figure of Anzai Justice and asked nervously.

"Of course we lost, but that's not the most important thing." Anzai Zhengyi replied with a gloomy face, and then looked at Wu Dao with a solemn expression, and continued:

"Martial arts, because of the conflict on the court, you are banned!"

"Three years."

"It means that you can't play basketball anymore when you're in middle school."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they all looked at Wu Dao, although Wu Dao was also a little surprised, but he was already mentally prepared, but there was no big change in his expression, he just nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

On the contrary, it was Mitsui Shou, whose face was full of shock, and hurriedly asked, "Ban?!" A three-year ban?! How so? Why! ”

"I'm going to find my father, if I'm banned for three years, martial arts.... Martial arts...."Mitsui Shou was a little stumbling when he spoke, looking back at Martial Arts while looking at Anzai Justice.

"Mitsui, the result cannot be changed."

"This is Quanzhong, and the behavior of martial arts is very bad."

"I have a friend who is a member of the competition committee and is banned for three years, which is already the result of the struggle."

"Martial arts.... You..."Anzai Masayoshi looked at Martial Arts, thinking that the most unacceptable person would be Martial Arts, but I didn't expect that the most excited was Mitsui Shou, but it was Martial Arts, with a calm face.

"It's okay, coach, I'm ready."

"Is it a three-year ban..... It's been a long time. ”

Wu Dao muttered, glanced at the excited Mitsui Shou, patted Mitsui on the shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, junior, it's just that you don't participate in the game, and it's not that you don't play."

"Coach, I'm suspended, won't you kick me out of the team?"

"I've been injured for the team, I've bled for the team."

Wu Dao smiled and raised his right hand and pointed to a little blood stain on it, but I don't know if the blood was his.

Seeing the appearance of Martial Arts, Anzai Masayo couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and said:

"What kind of bastard, you are the 'God of War' of our Martial Stone!"

"How could I be willing to kick you out of the team?"

"Dare to do it in Quanzhong, although you are not the first, but you are the first in the history of our martial stone team."

"Now that Mitsui is awake, the rest of the team members will go back to the hotel to rest first, and Martial Arts and I will accompany Mitsui to do the next examination, if it's okay, we'll leave for Kanagawa tomorrow."

Masayoshi Anzai waved to the other team members, and Takeshi's team leader greeted the team members and left the ward. After the rest of the team left, Masayoshi Anzai sat next to Mitsui and patted Mitsui on the shoulder.

At this time, Mitsui Shou covered his face with his hands, his body trembled slightly, although there was no sound, but tears flowed out of Mitsui's fingers.

Martial Arts was banned, and the saddest thing was not Martial Arts, but Mitsui, who caused a conflict. Mitsui Shou felt that it was his own problem that triggered Takemido's shot, and he felt that it was him who caused Takedo to be banned.

The average middle school student, with less than three years of competition experience, will definitely have a huge change in his basketball career.

"Little San, don't be like this, that guy from Qingshan High School is the culprit, you don't have a psychological burden."

"I'm banned, it's my problem."

"As for the price, I can afford it!"

Wu Dao got up and sat on the hospital bed, put his arm around Mitsui's shoulder, and said softly.

He really doesn't care, it really doesn't matter to him whether he plays or not, the training of ball skills will not be wasted because he doesn't play, as for the game experience, this kind of thing is the best accumulation for players.

Basketball players never rely on game experience to eat, they rely on the foundation, training, ball quotient, talent, environment and.... The most unreliable thing is experience.

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