Sendoh was sent to the free throw line by Taro Toyokawa. After receiving the ball from the referee, Sendoh Akira didn't even have time to adjust his rhythm. He didn't even dribble the ball and just shot directly.
Without any surprise, the basketball drew a nearly perfect curve in the air and fell into the net.
After successfully scoring a two-plus-one, Sendoh was surrounded by his excited teammates and returned to his own half to defend. However, Takeishi's players were still immersed in Sendoh's performance and did not immediately go to the baseline to serve.
The first person to react was Mitsui Shou. He sighed silently, rubbed his cheeks with both hands, and cheered himself up. Then he walked to Toyokawa Taro, patted his shoulder and comforted him:
"Don't worry about it, he just scored this goal by chance. If you let him shoot it again, he will definitely not score again."
"Attack!"
He didn't know how much of Mitsui's consolation Toyokawa Taro listened to, but there was one thing Mitsui could confirm: the opponent's pink team No. 13 definitely didn't score the goal by luck, and his words were just to comfort Toyokawa Taro.
"Yes!" Taro Toyokawa breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the score which had become 7:0, silently walked to the baseline, picked up the basketball, and passed the ball to Mitsui Hisashi.
After serving, Taro Toyokawa ran towards the front court. His steps were no longer firm. The heavy pressure on his heart made him breathless.
The game had only been going on for a few minutes, but Akizuki Middle School had already scored 7 points over Takeishi Middle School. The person who scored all the points for Akizuki Middle School was the same person, No. 13 from the pink team. He was the player responsible for defense.
Even though Taro Toyokawa was very unwilling, he knew that he was responsible for 80% of the team's backwardness.
"Toyokawa is affected!"
"We can't go on like this. Now it's just him. If we can't narrow the gap, the other players will be crushed by the pressure!"
"Use three-pointers to narrow the score gap!"
Mitsui Shou, who was moving forward with the ball, obviously noticed the condition of his teammates and made up his mind secretly.
When Mitsui Shou entered the front court with the basketball, the No. 5 of Akizuki Middle School immediately followed him. This time, the No. 5 of Akizuki Middle School deliberately lowered his center of gravity when defending.
"I won't give you another chance to break through!"
No. 5 of Qiuyue Middle School said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the basketball in Mitsui's hand, his expression determined. The ball just now was quite dangerous. If it weren't for Sendoh's timely defense, Mitsui would have successfully broken through his defense.
Akizuki Middle School No. 5, who has already witnessed Mitsui's breakthrough ability, does not dare to be careless at this moment.
Mitsui Shou seemed to have not heard the provocation of his opponent, and he kept dribbling with a high center of gravity, approaching the three-point line little by little. The player defending him did not dare to press too hard, fearing that Mitsui Shou would turn around and pass him. As Mitsui Shou advanced, the defenders also slowly retreated, always keeping a certain distance from Mitsui Shou, guarding against Mitsui Shou's breakthrough.
Not long after, Mitsui was only one meter away from the three-point line. At this position, Mitsui stopped advancing and instead raised his head to look at the basket.
"Three-point shot?!" No. 5 from Akizuki Middle School noticed Mitsui's gaze and immediately became nervous.
Sure enough, Mitsui Shou, who had paused, quickly raised his left hand, apparently preparing to shoot the ball.
"Don't even think about it!" The No. 5 student from Akizuki High School had been on guard against Mitsui's three-point shot. When Mitsui made a gesture to hold the ball, he immediately raised his center of gravity and pounced towards Mitsui.
However, something unexpected happened. Mitsui didn't even catch the ball. He raised his left hand and slammed the basketball to the right. Mitsui dodged his body, picked up the basketball with his right hand, took a big step and passed the defender.
After dribbling past the opponent, Mitsui did not attack inside, but instead stuck to the three-point line and shot the ball.
The referee raised his hands at the moment Mitsui shot, indicating that it was a three-pointer.
“Got it!”
The moment the basketball was shot, Mitsui felt that the ball would go in and a confident smile appeared on his face.
"Swish!" As expected, the flying basketball went straight into the basket, and the players of Takeishi Junior High School instantly burst into warm cheers.
"Quick break!" However, before Takeishi's players could be happy, the players from Akizuki High School immediately started to attack from the baseline.
The basketball instantly crossed half court and came into Sendoh's hands. At this time, Sendoh was standing near the free throw line. The moment he got the basketball, he quickly ran towards the front court.
"Get back to defense! Get back to defense quickly!" At this time, Mitsui Hisashi was not far away from Sendoh who received the ball. After shouting loudly, he moved his body directly and blocked Sendoh's path.
Just as Mitsui opened his arms and lowered his body to block Sendoh, the red basketball turned into a stream of light and flashed under his crotch in an instant. A pink figure turned in front of him and directly got rid of Mitsui's defense.
"What?!" Mitsui was startled, and after reacting he quickly turned around and chased after him, but Sendoh's speed of dribbling the ball was too fast. He was originally facing away from the basket, and Mitsui, who was a beat slower, could not catch up with Sendoh at all. He watched Sendoh complete another layup and gently put the ball into the basket.
The score that had just been narrowed was taken back by the opponent in just a few seconds.
It took Sendoh less than 5 seconds from receiving the ball from mid-range in the backcourt to making a layup in the frontcourt. For a junior high school student, this layup was already quite fast.
With Sendoh scoring again, the score between the two teams came to 9:3, and the difference between the two teams reached six points.
“This guy… ..”
Mitsui followed Sendoh to his own half. Failed to stop the opponent, Mitsui looked at Sendoh who was silently returning to defense, and felt annoyed. The game had only started for a few minutes, and this guy had already scored 9 points by himself. This was the second time Mitsui had seen such a terrifying scoring efficiency.
The last person with such offensive efficiency was himself.
On the sidelines, Anzai Masayoshi looked at Toyokawa Taro on the court with a gloomy face. Needless to say, Taro Toyokawa was just immersed in the joy of his teammates scoring, and he was not prepared at all for the quick serve of Akizuki High School.
In this game, Anzai Masayoshi's patience with Toyokawa Taro has almost been exhausted, even though the game had just started not long ago.
"Jinguji, that pink team number 13, did you see anything?"
Anzai Zhengyi breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm around Jinguji Budou's shoulders, and asked softly.
"There were few rounds of confrontation, and we could only observe a little bit."
Wu Dao stroked his hairless chin and replied.
"Oh? Tell me about it!" Anxi Zhengyi was a little surprised. He originally planned to give Wudao some advice and let Wudao go on the court to defend against that Sendoh Zhang. He didn't expect that Wudao had his own opinions on defending that person. This immediately aroused his curiosity.
"He has great athletic ability and is very fast. It only took him a few seconds from the time he caught the ball to the time he made the layup."
"Among the players on the field, only Mitsui-senpai can keep up with this speed."
"And his dribbling is also excellent, and his passing moves are clean and neat. I guess he has gone through a lot of training."
"The shooting is also very strong. The two-plus-one goal before has already said a lot."
"That Sendoh is also very tall. Even if Senior Mitsui caught up with him, he couldn't defend against this shot."
"His court awareness is also very good, and his control of timing is very sophisticated, not like a junior high school student."
Wudao said his own judgment with a smile on his face. He knew that Anxi Zhengyi would ask him this because he was preparing to arrange for him to take the stage.
"That's right. How are you going to defend?" Anxi Zhengyi's expression remained unchanged. He did not show any surprise at Wudao's words and continued to ask.
"To defend such a player, you need three conditions: excellent defensive awareness, sufficient height and wingspan, and the ability to keep up with the opponent's speed."
"I'm not bragging. Although my offensive ability is currently average, I do have what it takes to defend Sendoh Akira."
At this time, Takeshi was full of confidence. Taro Toyokawa's performance on the court was really bad, and Takeshi was confident that he could perform better than him.
"Um."
"If you can defend him, you will be a starter in the future!"
After Anxi Zhengyi finished speaking, he stood up from his seat and made a substitution gesture to the linesman.
At this moment, Takeishi Junior High School had just organized an attack. The No. 5 player of Akizuki Junior High School was no match for Mitsui Shou, who easily passed him and then made a mid-range shot to score two more points for Takeishi Junior High School.
The difference between the two teams reached 9:5, and at this moment, the words "substitution" rang in everyone's ears.
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