"Bench press? My strength is at junior high school level E, so I'll see what that level is."
Under the guidance of Anzai Masayoshi, Jinguji Takeshi lay on the bench press. Anzai Masayoshi touched his chin, calculated the weight, and added weight plates to the barbell.
"Let's start with a smaller amount, based on your weight, 50KG."
Anzai Zhengyi helped add weights with great anticipation.
"50KG? This weight is average, it should be fine."
Jinguji Budo used to be a healthy person, and 50KG is not a problem for most people, but he seems to have forgotten that his physical condition is not the same as before.
After Anxi Zhengyi added the weights, he walked to Wudao's head and put his hands under the barbell to protect Wudao's safety. Wudao rubbed his hands, grabbed the barbell, and slowly exerted force.
"Huh?!" But no matter how hard Wudao tried, the barbell couldn't even leave the weight rack.
"What's wrong? Budo."
"Lift it up!"
Anzai Zhengyi looked at Jinguji Budou with a strange look on his flushed face and asked curiously.
“… … .”
"Uh... .50kg might be a bit heavy for me, coach, go lighter."
Jinguji Takeshi could feel his face getting hot while he was speaking. He didn't expect that his strength was so weak.
"Well, 50kg is indeed a bit heavy for a junior high school student. Let's reduce it to 40kg. This weight should be fine."
Anzai Zhengyi also realized that the weight he gave to Wu Dao was a bit too much, and he quickly reduced the weight plate and adjusted it to 40kg.
"Hey, thanks, coach!"
Jinguji Budo smiled and thanked him. Just 40KG, it shouldn't be a problem!
"Um!"
"Um?"
“Mmmmmmm!!!”
Jinguji Budo held the barbell tightly with both hands, his expression was ferocious, veins on his arms and face were bulging, and he let out a low growl, looking like he was using all his strength.
But the barbell only slightly left the support frame, and Wudao's arms were slightly bent. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't straighten his arms.
He couldn't lift 40KG...
"Dang!" With a slight sound, the barbell returned to its place and Wudao gave up.
"Coach, it seems that 40 kg is a bit heavy."
Jinguji Budo's face was no longer red, but his entire face had turned black.
Anzai Zhengyi was also a little surprised, but he didn't say much, and quietly reduced the weight to 30KG. Jinguji Budo looked at the small weights on both sides of the barbell, and his face darkened.
This mini weight is exactly the same as the one the big devil used during training... ..Even the other one is training, he... ..
This time, Jinguji Budo finally successfully completed a bench press, and even wanted to do a few more in order to make himself look less thin in Anzai Zhengyi's mind.
But it didn't go as planned. Jinguji Budo could only do four reps of the 30kg bench press...
When he stood up from the bench, Wu Dao's entire face looked like the bottom of a pot that had been burned for years and then polished, and it was shiny black.
"That's great, Jinguji-kun. You can do four 30KG bench presses."
Mitsui Shou came to Jinguji Takeshi and patted him on the back. If Takeshi hadn't seen Mitsui Shou's clear eyes, he would have no doubt that he was mocking him.
Yes, I look skinny, and Mitsui Shou doesn't look like a strong man. Maybe 30kg bench press is really good enough in his mind...
"Your strength is a bit lacking! Your bench press strength is about the same as Mitsui's. You can't play in the paint with that kind of strength."
"I was wondering why I didn't see this little bullet jump over people during the game just now."
"When there is a huge power gap, he has no way to jump with full strength because he is blocked. Just trying to maintain a basic standing position has already exhausted all his strength."
Anxi Zhengyi stroked his chin, looked at Wudao, and thought in his heart.
"The intensity of strength training during junior high school should not be too high, as it will affect growth and development and the benefits will outweigh the costs."
"But if this kid doesn't strengthen his strength training, there's no way he'll survive in the paint."
"It's still useful to rely on your height advantage when playing in county tournaments, but if you enter the national tournament, there will be many centers over 180cm tall, and their strength is far greater than Chiba Oishi's."
"It's hard to defend against someone like that!"
"It seems like it would be better to play power forward, helping to protect the rim and defend."
After learning about Wu Dao's physical test level, Anxi Zhengyi began to think about the possible starting position for Wu Dao. He originally planned to put Wu Dao in the center position, but after the bench press data came out, he temporarily gave up this idea.
"Um, coach, I'm actually a guard. Today was my first time playing on a stadium with a wooden floor, and I didn't perform to my best."
"Give me some time to adapt, and I will definitely show my value in the back line."
When Jinguji Takeshi saw Anzai Masayoshi frowning, he knew what the other party was thinking. Anzai Masayoshi's previous words "He is a good material for center" scared him.
Wu Dao's goal is not just to play campus basketball, he wants to win the national championship, and he also needs to develop himself.
Before his height was set, Wu Dao only wanted to train as a guard. Only in this way, even if he wanted to change his position in the future, it would not be too difficult. If he was set as a center early on, he was afraid that if his height did not exceed two meters in the future, he would not be able to play basketball at all.
It is not an easy thing for a center to transform into a guard.
"Defender..."
"If it's a defender, I'll have to watch your next training."
"Whether you can play or not depends on your own ability."
"But if you want to play center or power forward, I can promise you playing time and give you a jersey today!"
"You better think about it!"
Anxi Zhengyi raised his head and stared at Wu Dao, saying in a deep voice. Wu Dao's dribbling skills today did not win his approval. Even though Wu Dao was tall and had excellent jumping ability, he would not give him a chance to play.
A defender's life is dribbling, and dribbling in martial arts is giving away one's life.
"I've decided, I'll play as a defender!"
Wu Dao stood up straight and said.
"In that case, let's do this for now. Starting tomorrow, you will officially participate in the basketball team's training. You will gather at the gym before 6 a.m. and train until the first class."
"Come to the gym as soon as you get out of class in the afternoon. Training ends at 18:30. The training uniforms will be distributed tomorrow. You need to bring your own sneakers."
"Today is an exception. Generally, outside shoes are not allowed on the court."
"If there are no other problems, go back and rest early. You will be fine today."
Anxi Zhengyi told Wudao about the basketball team's training schedule, and then left with Wudao's data. He also planned to continue watching the games of other first-year players to find out if there were any lost pearls.
"Jinguji-kun, let me introduce you. This is the captain of the basketball team, third-year student Masao Fujii."
"Don't leave yet. We live close to each other. Let's go back together after this is over."
After Anzai Masayoshi left, Mitsui Hisashi spoke to Wudao.
"Hello, Jinguji Takeshi, welcome to join the Takeishi Junior High School basketball team!" Captain Masao Fujii was very polite to Takeshi and extended his hand to him.
"Thank you, Captain Fujii." Wudao held Fujii Masao's hand, looked at this harmless square face, and searched his memory.
This is someone he has never met!
The competition between freshmen and seniors is still going on.
After all, Anxi Zhengyi did not find the dusted pearl among the freshmen. It was more of a warning to the freshmen than a selection, telling them not to have unreasonable expectations for the starting position.
Mitsui Hisashi and Fujii Masao did not participate in the practice match. They accompanied Wudao on the sidelines to watch the game. The three of them chatted with each other from time to time until the sun set and the practice match came to an end.
After closing the door of the gymnasium, Jinguji Takeshi and Mitsui Hisashi left the gymnasium together.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the campus, illuminating Takeishi Middle School with a golden glow.
"Budo, I'll call you this from now on. From now on, we're teammates."
"It's your great fortune to be able to join Takeishi Junior High School's basketball team. This team will dominate the country!"
Under the setting sun, the 3:7 boy spoke to the sky about his ambitions. Wudao could hear the expectation and determination in Mitsui Shou's words and nodded:
“Takeishi Junior High School is lucky to have me join them.”
"My presence will make Takeishi Junior High School the leader of the country."
When Mitsui Shou heard Wu Dao's words, he was stunned for a moment. He thought he was already very arrogant and cocky, but he didn't expect that this kid was even more arrogant and cocky than him. He was really choked by Wu Dao's words.
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