“One, two, one, two, one, two!”
In the Takeishi Junior High School basketball gym, the players have already started jogging to warm up. It is only six o'clock, and the basketball team is the only one training in the entire gymnasium.
The morning training subjects are very simple, nothing more than some physical training, and two-on-two passing and receiving training. Although Anzai Zhengyi has been a coach for many years, he does not have any unique methods in the team's training.
However, when all the players were jogging to warm up, there were seven or eight people standing in a corner of the gym. These people left the team and, under the arrangement of Anzai Zhengyi, were practicing low-post dribbling. Jinguji Budo was one of them.
These people are all players with weak basic skills. Looking around, they are all first-year students.
Wu Dao was very satisfied with Anxi Zhengyi's arrangement. At this stage, he would rather practice on his own than practice with the team. Wu Dao had no lack of experience or awareness, and even physical strength was not the most lacking thing at this stage. What he lacked most now was the sense of the ball and the control of his body.
The brain has learned, but the body has not. This sentence is just right to describe the current Jinguji martial arts.
Basic dribbling exercises were very boring. After completing the warm-up, the other players began to practice passing and receiving the ball, while the starting players practiced running tactics under the arrangement of Anzai Zhengyi.
In addition to his own practice, Wudao also watched the training of the regular players of Takeishi Junior High School. The tactics arranged by Anzai Zhengyi were actually quite basic and simple. They were nothing more than inside and outside line connections after pick-and-roll. The purpose was to make the players aware of pick-and-roll and the awareness of looking for opportunities by rolling down the court.
It’s called a tactic, but it’s actually quite basic.
"The junior high school team's tactics are quite expensive, but they can use the pick-and-roll well and form effective team cooperation, which is much better than some teams that rely on the performance of their trump cards."
Wu Dao thought in his mind as he half-squatted and dribbled the ball. As the training progressed, he could feel that he was gaining more and more control over his body, and the unfamiliar feeling when touching the basketball was quickly fading.
I think it won't take long before you will be able to dribble the ball expertly. Although you may not be able to do advanced moves such as dribbling behind your back or changing direction in front of your body, dribbling in a straight line will become very smooth and you won't feel stiff anymore.
When the basketball team was training in full swing, the door of the gym was opened and a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked into the gym.
The players who were concentrating on training did not notice the man's arrival, but Anzai Zhengyi, who had been supervising the players' training, noticed the man at the first time and went to greet him. Wu Dao, who was dribbling the ball on the sidelines, also cast an inquiring look towards the door.
After Anzai Zhengyi had a few words with the visitor, a happy smile appeared on his face. After seeing off the middle-aged man, Anzai Zhengyi returned to the court, clapping his hands to attract attention and shouting loudly:
"gather!"
When the players heard Anxi Zhengyi's shout, they stopped training and quickly lined up in front of him. Wudao and others on the sidelines also dropped the ball and gathered towards the team.
"I have something to announce, everyone listen carefully!"
Anxi Zhengyi started speaking only after the team had gathered.
"The day after tomorrow, Saturday, we will have a practice match at school."
"The opponent in the practice match is Akizuki Junior High School from Tokyo."
"The opponent is a top four team from JD.com. Their goal is the same as ours, which is to impact the whole country!"
"In the competition the day after tomorrow, you must be in your best condition to meet the challenge from Tokyo!"
"This match is also a rehearsal before the county competition begins! If you can't even defeat them, then impacting the national competition will only be wishful thinking!"
"I'm not afraid to tell you that Qiuyue High School's coach was my old teammate when I was on the national team!"
"We must not lose this game!"
Anxi Zhengyi's voice filled the arena and was unusually loud.
"Practice match? The opponent is from Tokyo?!"
“It’s really great that we can compete against teams from other regions.”
"People from big cities, I wonder how good they are at playing basketball?"
"Haven't you heard? The top four teams in Tokyo are probably very strong."
The players immediately became excited about the news brought by Anzai Zhengyi. During junior high school, opportunities for practice matches were very rare, and even if there were, they were only held between several nearby middle schools.
Among the junior high schools surrounding Takeishi Junior High School, there is no basketball team that is strong enough to compete with Takeishi Junior High School, and many times practice games have no effect at all.
But this time the team from Tokyo is different. The opponent is one of the top four teams in Tokyo, and their ranking is not much different from that of Takeishi Junior High School. The two teams are of the same level.
Tokyo is also a strong basketball region, and its overall strength is not much different from that of Kanagawa Prefecture. A practice match between two teams with similar status in their respective regions can have a good training effect.
Anzai Zhengyi looked at the excited players in front of him and his smile faded a little.
There was one piece of news he did not tell the players, which was that this team from Tokyo had already held three practice matches in Kanagawa Prefecture, and had won all three games, crushing their opponents by more than 20 points in each match.
Two of these three teams are the top eight teams from Kanagawa Prefecture, and one is the top four team, Toigaoka Junior High School.
Being able to lead Fuqiu by more than 20 points, one can already imagine the strength of the opponent. Rather than saying that this Akizuki High School came to Kanagawa Prefecture for a practice match, it would be better to say that the opponent came for an expedition!
A specially planned expedition to build up invincible confidence for their own players before the game!
Anxi Zhengyi did not reveal this news to the team members in order not to undermine their confidence and fighting spirit.
"The top four team from Tokyo? Why would a team like that come to Kanagawa?"
"If we play a practice match, there are plenty of opponents there. Why go so far?"
"It's not a national-level team, so it's hard to find opponents for training."
Although Wudao felt a little strange, he was also very interested. He had never played a serious game since he came to this world. The previous battles between the old and the new were really boring. His teammates simply could not let him experience the joy of passing the ball.
"This coach Anxi was actually a member of the national team before?"
"If that's the case, then I must fight to play. If I'm paired with the starting lineup, my ability should be recognized by the coach."
"And if I practice for a few more days, my dribbling should improve a lot."
Wu Dao secretly planned in his heart, hoping to get a chance to play in the game. After announcing this news, Anxi Zhengyi continued to arrange training for the team members and did not mention it again.
The players who knew they were about to have a practice match were also motivated. They were so enthusiastic about training that they were afraid that the coach would not see their efforts.
...
Two days passed quickly.
In the past two days, Wudao participated in the team training as usual. After the training, he found time to practice dribbling. It is worth mentioning that he brought a basketball to the classroom and played low dribbling on his seat whenever he was free. He was in the first grade, class 5, and the classroom was on the first floor. Wudao, who was tall, sat in the last row.
When the get out of class is over, the sound of dribbling will be drowned out by the noise made by other students. There will not be a lot of noise, and it will not affect the people downstairs.
Of course, he didn't know whether it affected the ghosts or not.
And his "Super Martial Arts System" hasn't come up with anything new these past two days. It just issues daily tasks. The task content and rewards are no different from before. After getting the task reward, the strain recovery potion, Wudao would always wander on the sparsely populated streets at night.
The public security conditions in Japan in the 1980s and 1990s were not good. It was easy to encounter those bad guys in strange clothes and beautiful hairstyles, and martial artists could also get a beating as they wished, fully bringing out the effect of strain recovery potions.
The regular and dull days of martial arts were soon broken, because today was the day of the competition between Takeishi Middle School and Akizuki Middle School.
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Afternoon.
At the gate of Takeishi Junior High School, a bus stopped at the school gate, and a group of students in pink and white school uniforms got off the bus one after another.
They were members of the basketball team of Akizuki Junior High School. They stopped at the gate of Takeishi Junior High School and looked around at the school.
"This school looks pretty good, I wonder how good the basketball team is!"
"Hey, Sendoh, how many points do you plan to get in today's game?!"
At the front of the team were two tall boys. The boy with short hair was talking to the boy with a bowl-cut next to him.
"Who knows?"
"Just take 20 points."
The boy with a bowl-cut haircut who was being questioned covered his mouth with his hands, yawned, looked bored, and answered casually.
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