“Of course it works!”
“This… ..is just basketball for the average person.”
Jinguji Budo said affirmatively. The only way to improve basketball skills is to practice. Unless you are a super genius who is one in a billion, if an ordinary person wants to achieve a basketball level that exceeds that of ordinary people, he needs a lot of practice to support it.
Of course, skills have a learning threshold and also depend on the talent of the players. But in the end, for most high school students, their training intensity is far from enough to depend on their personal talent.
"Basketball for ordinary people... well."
Mu Munenobu was a little absent-minded, lowering his head and thinking.
"I'm going to eat, I'm leaving." Wudao glanced at the silent Mugure Konobu, got up and left the gym.
"If Xiangbei High School wants to gain a foothold on the national stage, the ability of the substitute players is also very important."
"If you foolishly fight against the main players, you won't get far. I know this, and Coach Anxi must also be very clear about it."
"However, Coach Anxi's coaching philosophy has a bit of a 'fast basketball' flavor. Although Xiangbei's training intensity has increased recently, the improvement of the players' individual abilities is still limited."
“Only when players truly want to become stronger can they achieve real growth.”
"Kumure, please don't let me down! With your ability, you will definitely be a piece of the puzzle for Xiangbei to win the championship. Compared with you, the only advantage that Kamiso Ichiro has is height!"
Wu Dao thought to himself, and walked to the entrance of the gym, stopped, turned his head and glanced at Mu Mu Gongyan. Mu Mu was still standing there, lowering his head and keeping silent. Wu Dao glanced at him quickly and walked out of the gym.
"Shooting 500 balls a day is really difficult!"
"But... I also want to try and see if an ordinary person like me, through hard work, is really qualified to stand beside you instead of behind you."
Long after Jinguji Budo left, Mugure Mitsunobu finally took action. He rubbed the basketball with both hands, turned to face the basket, murmured, bent his knees slightly, and raised his hands to his chest.
As Murasakibara stood up and jumped, he passed the basketball above his forehead and shot.
"Swish!" With a slight sound, the confusion in Mu Mu Gongyan's eyes was no longer there.
...
After lunch, Jinguji Takeshi did not go back to the basketball court directly. Instead, he returned to the campus, found a shady spot under a tree, and lay down on the grass slope to rest.
When it comes to training, the most important thing is to combine work and rest.
The subtle snoring mixed with the chirping of insects added a touch of vitality to the quiet Xiangbei campus.
...
for a long time.
The scorching sun shone on Jinguji Takeshi's face. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the strong light. Jinguji Takeshi woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and subconsciously blocked the sun with his arms.
Unconsciously, during the time he was sleeping, the sun had moved a long distance in the sky, and the original shadow of the tree also shifted with the movement of the sun.
After a good sleep, Wu Dao stood up, brushed off the grass on his back and butt, and walked towards the gym.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the gym, I heard the sound of "bang bang" coming from inside the gym. The sound was very dense, it didn't sound like only one person was practicing.
Looking inside the stadium, I found that besides Kogure Konobu who was practicing shooting, there was another figure. On the other side of the field where Kogure Konobu was practicing shooting, Akagi Takenori was also practicing shooting, but Kogure was practicing spot shooting for three-pointers, while Akagi Takenori was practicing mid-range shooting.
Not only Akagi, but Sakuragi Hanamichi also appeared in the gym for some reason, and was standing under the basket, passing the ball to Akagi. In the rest area beside the court, Akagi Haruko sat on the bench, with her legs slanted, watching her brother and Sakuragi Hanamichi training.
Judging from the amount of sweat Akagi, Mugure, and Sakuragi Hanamichi were sweating, it seemed that these people had been training for more than just a moment.
Takeshi Jinguji looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2:10. He had taken a nap and slept for nearly three hours.
"Why are Sakuragi and Haruko here? Did Akagi bring them in?"
Wudao scratched his hair in confusion and walked into the stadium. The arrival of Jinguji Wudao attracted the attention of several other people in the stadium. Akagi turned his head and saw Jinguji Wudao, and stopped training. At this time, he happened to receive the pass from Sakuragi and held the ball between his waist.
"Brother Budo!"
"Jinguji-senpai."
Sakuragi Hanamichi and Haruko greeted Takeshi. Sakuragi pulled up his pants and trotted over to Takeshi. He stretched out his hand, pointed at Akagi, and said to Takeshi: "The gorilla wants to challenge you!"
Wudao was originally looking at Sakuragi who was running towards him with a smile on his face, but when he heard what Sakuragi said, Wudao's face was full of confusion and his eyes glanced at Akagi Takenori.
Challenge? This kind of thing is not popular in Xiangbei High School, and Akagi is not a fool. He should know the gap between the two of them. Moreover, Budo and Akagi are in different positions, so what kind of challenge is there
"What's going on? Hanamichi, are you going to provoke us after being taught a lesson by Akagi?" Wudao frowned at Sakuragi Hanamichi and said with a smile. Although this kid always looks silly, he is quite cunning when he is cunning.
"no."
"Sakuragi is right."
"Budo, I want you to fight a bull with me."
At this time, Takenori Akagi had already walked to the side of Sakuragi Hanamichi, grabbed Sakuragi's arm with one hand and pulled Sakuragi back, then stood in front of Takeshi and spoke to Takeshi.
"Bullfighting? You...want to practice with me?"
"Why?" Wudao was puzzled. He didn't quite understand what Akagi was thinking and wanted to ask clearly.
"I just want to know how many flaws I have." Akagi Takenori lowered his head slightly, and after a while he raised his head again and looked at Jinguji Budou with a firm gaze.
"Is that so? Good!"
Wudao nodded. While the two were talking, Sakuragi Hanamichi had already walked to the rest area and sat down next to Akagi Haruko. Akagi Haruko clenched her hands and placed them on her chest, looking at Akagi Takenori with a worried look. Sakuragi Hanamichi noticed Haruko's expression and asked in confusion:
"Haruko, why are you frowning? They are just fighting bulls, not fighting."
Sakuragi Hanamichi has been in contact with basketball for some time and knows very well what bullfighting is.
Akagi Haruko didn't say anything, and Sakuragi Hanamichi had no idea how obsessed Akagi Takenori was with basketball and with "dominating the country."
In several consecutive games of Xiangbei High School, whether against Shoyo or Kainan, Takenori Akagi was suppressed by the opponent. For the proud Akagi, this was simply unacceptable.
Moreover, Akagi himself understands basketball, and he knows that in these two games, he was one of the two weakest points of Xiangbei High School. Akagi has never been as eager to improve his own abilities as he is now.
As Xiangbei defeated Hainan and entered the national team, the morale and ambition of all the players in Xiangbei were rapidly expanding.
"Come on, brother!" Haruko looked at Akagi who was already moving around in the field and preparing to start the bullfight, and secretly cheered for her brother in her heart. Kogure Konobu had walked to the rest area at some point, standing on the sidelines, holding the ball at his waist, looking at the two people on the field. Kogure Konobu had already thrown more than 200 balls since he left the martial arts school.
In such a long time, he only threw more than 200 balls.
Kogure Mitsunobu now feels that his hands are no longer his own, and his shooting rhythm is getting slower and slower. Now seeing that Akagi and Budou are planning to fight, he also takes this opportunity to watch the duel between the two and have a good rest.
It can be said that Akagi and Murasakibara have been playing together since childhood, and they know each other very well. Murasakibara not only understands Akagi's mentality, but can also experience it personally.
"How many balls do you want to hit?" Wudao walked to a distance of about three meters outside the top of the arc, bent his legs, moved his shins, and asked directly.
"Don't you need to warm up?" Akagi did not answer Wudao's question, but instead asked about Wudao's preparations.
"No need, I'll get hot while fighting." Wu Dao said with a smile, and it seemed that he didn't take the duel between the two seriously.
However, Akagi was not angry in the face of Wudao's attitude. It was not that he didn't know the gap between Wudao and himself. On the contrary, he was very clear about the gap between himself and Wudao. Because of this, he didn't say a word about Wudao's attitude.
Even if Akagi Takenori doesn't use his full strength, he may not be able to block Jinguji martial arts.
"You kick off and hit the ball until you can't hit it anymore!" Akagi threw the ball to Jinguji Takeshi and said in a deep voice.
When Wudao heard Akagi's answer, his eyes shrank. Akagi's answer was really beyond his expectations. It seemed that Akagi was already prepared!
"Okay! I'll satisfy you! I'll beat you until you can't bear it anymore."
Wudao smiled and hooked his finger at Akagi. Akagi Takenori did not hesitate any longer and walked in front of Wudao with the ball. Then he bent down slightly and prepared for defense. Only at this time did he throw the ball to Wudao. After throwing it, he quickly lowered his body and became alert.
"Very smart. Judging from the way you serve, this shouldn't be your first time doing a bullfight?" Wudao took the ball with both hands, and moved his back to the basket with his hands around the ball. His waist was blocked by Akagi's forearm.
"We haven't fought many times." Akagi replied in a deep voice. The next second, Akagi felt that the power of Jinguji Martial Arts pouring into his forearm suddenly weakened. He immediately fell silent and looked up to observe the breakthrough trend of Martial Arts.
Suddenly, Takenori Jinguji turned around with the ball and broke through to the left side of Takenori Akagi. Akagi reacted quickly and followed him in one step.
"Follow....Follow!"
Akagi's action caused Kogure Konobu, who was off the court, to be stunned for a moment. He knew how fast Jinguji Budou's breakthrough speed was. Not to mention a big center like Akagi Takenori, there were not many players in the back line who could keep up with Budou's breakthrough speed.
Not only was Kogure Konobu, who was watching the game, surprised, but Akagi himself, who had actually prepared himself to be broken through, was also shocked. He did not expect that he could actually keep up with Jinguji Budou's speed. While feeling happy, he reached out and hit the ball in Budou's right hand.
Not only was Akagi able to keep up with Wudao's speed, but when Wudao broke through, he could even clearly see the exact position of the basketball in Wudao's hand!
"Too naive!"
In Wudao's eyes, Akagi Takenori's movements were like slow motion. The reason why Akagi Takenori could keep up with his breakthrough speed and see his dribbling route clearly was not because Akagi's speed was fast enough to keep up with him, but simply because Wudao wanted Akagi to see clearly!
If an offensive player wants to be unstoppable on the court, the first thing he needs to do is to make himself predictable!
Since his offensive movements can be predicted, the attacker's Jinguji Budo only needs to add some slight changes to easily get rid of the defense.
Just like now!
Just when Takenori Akagi's hand was about to hit the basketball, Takenori Jinguji, who was holding the ball, calmly grabbed the ball, turned around with the ball, instantly passed Takenori Akagi, and then continued to dribble towards the basket.
Although Akagi's slap missed, he reacted quickly. He sped up immediately and caught up with Jinguji Budou again, following closely behind Budou.
"Based on Wudao's previous offensive habits, he will do a quick stop and jump shot!" Akagi followed Wudao while guessing what Wudao's next offensive move would be.
A truly strong defensive player is good at judging the offensive choices of offensive players.
Sure enough, Takenori Akagi's actions were just as Takenori Akagi had expected. Takenori Jinguji, who was dribbling the ball, had just crossed the three-point line when he was caught up by Akagi. The caught-up Takenori suddenly stopped his offensive pace and looked towards the basket.
"Don't even think about it!" Akagi had been chasing and defending Wudao for a long time, just waiting for this moment. Seeing Wudao looking at the basket, he jumped up without thinking and tried to block the shot.
but... .
"This guy is so easy to fool." Wudao sighed in his heart as he watched Akagi flying towards him. Akagi has only been in the second year of high school for a few months, and this guy is really very green.
Bow down.
With a simple pause and a prayer, Wudao deceived Akagi directly, glanced at the high-jumping Akagi Takenori, and slowly drove the ball into the basket, and then easily sent the ball into the basket with one hand. The whole layup action seemed easy and freehand, smooth and natural, and indescribably chic.
Akagi, who jumped and landed, became a background board, which was a bit embarrassing.
"First ball!" Wudao said to Akagi after he made a layup, and then he dribbled the ball while walking to the starting position.
Akagi came to Wudao with a frown, as if he couldn't understand why Wudao's breakthrough was so easy.
"It clearly... clearly doesn't look fast, why... does it look so easy?"
Although Akagi was puzzled, he didn't say much. He stood in front of Wudao and bent down.
"Defend well and don't let your guard down." Wudao threw the ball to Akagi, who passed the ball to Wudao, then quickly put one hand on Wudao's waist and lay down to defend.
Hand-touching defense can effectively curb the defense of the breakthrough player. However, in later games, this kind of defense was completely abandoned. After all, body hair is a foul, and the player who touches the hand will be directly expelled from the game.
"It looks a bit like that, but defense is more than just looks." Wudao said as he raised the ball above his head with both hands and pointed his left foot forward to the right. Wudao's movement attracted Akagi's defense, making him subconsciously think that Wudao would break through to his left side, so he leaned towards his left side.
Suddenly, Jinguji Budo dropped the ball to his left side, and his left foot quickly retracted and stepped on his left side. His right foot quickly followed, and he passed Akagi in one go and quickly broke through to Akagi's right side.
Akagi's reaction was a little slow, but the speed of martial arts breakthrough was not very fast either, so Akagi was still able to catch up.
When he reached the three-point line, Jinguji Budo used his old trick again, suddenly stopped and looked at the basket.
This time, Akagi learned his lesson and did not jump up quickly to block the shot. He knew that Jinguji Budou was faking it. So Akagi continued to lie low, on guard against Budou's breakthrough.
However, at this position, it is actually within the range of martial arts!
Without any other unnecessary movements, Jinguji Budou stopped suddenly, then jumped up from the ground and shot a fadeaway jump shot.
The basketball flew towards the basket under the astonished gaze of Takenori Akagi. The next second, it hit the edge of the basket with a "clang" and flew towards the rest area.
“… … .”
Wudao's eyes twitched slightly, he didn't expect that he actually missed the open shot. In normal training, he could shoot 10 shots like this and make seven or eight of them without any problem. If he was in good shape, it was not impossible to make 10 out of 10, but he actually missed it today.
"Sure enough, the person has woken up, but the body hasn't."
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