As Sendoh scored the ball despite the defensive pressure from Fujii Masao and Chiba Daiishi, the rest area of Akizuki High School was filled with cheers.
On the contrary, the rest area of Takeishi Middle School was completely silent. Even the students of Takeishi Middle School who were watching the game on the sidelines fell silent. The waves of noise that had been coming one after another were abruptly stopped. It was like someone was choking them by the neck and they couldn't make a sound.
Sendō's goal dealt a heavy blow to the morale of Takeishi Junior High School.
At the referee's signal, Sendoh was sent to the free throw line, and at Mitsui Shou's signal, Takeshi came to the side to participate in the fight for the rebound.
When Sendoh was shooting free throws, three people from Takeishi Junior High School participated in the fight for the rebound: Fujii Masao, Chiba Oishi, and Jinguji Takeshi, who were guarding the inside.
Wu Dao stood on the side with fewer people. Next to him was No. 4 from Qiuyue High School, who was both the power forward and the captain.
Wudao bent his body slightly, looking at Sendoh on the free throw line in a daze.
"Mitsui is only a sophomore in junior high school now, and Sendoh should be a freshman in junior high school like me."
"A few months ago, he and I were still primary school students, but this kid was able to score such a goal."
“It’s really incredible!”
Jinguji Budo was a little emotional. Sendo's goal had a big impact on him. Strictly speaking, Sendo was still just an elementary school student, because he had only been promoted to junior high school for ten days. Before that, Sendo was still in elementary school.
At this time, Sendoh got the ball from the referee, patted it on the spot, and tried to find his rhythm. The collision just now had some impact on him, so Sendoh was much more cautious in this free throw. And Wudao also came to his senses, preparing to fight for the rebound while thinking about defensive countermeasures.
Apparently, Sendoh had just told the people at Takeishi Junior High School
"That goal just now was a wake-up call for me. The traditional one-on-four defense strategy is still not effective against such a player."
"Although the double team can be formed perfectly, his personal ability far exceeds that of Fujii and Chiba."
"Letting him rush into the paint and serving food won't be much different."
"We have to guard him on the perimeter and let him shoot instead of going inside."
"After all, you are just a junior high school student. Your shooting accuracy is bound to be limited."
"As long as we interfere enough, it doesn't matter if we let him shoot. My physical energy consumption is high, and his physical energy consumption is not small either, so the hit rate won't be particularly outrageous."
Just as Wudao was secretly thinking about his defensive strategy, Sendoh made a shot, and the basketball flew out of Sendoh's hand and headed towards the basket.
In an instant, the person from Qiuyue High School next to Wudao directly pushed against Wudao's side, trapping Wudao firmly behind him. Wudao's strength was not as good as the opponent's, although he was nearly 5cm taller than the opponent, but under this disadvantage of blocking, Wudao's height advantage was directly compensated.
"He's stuck!" No. 4 from Qiuyue Middle School felt the power behind him and looked happy. However, the next second, he felt a lightness behind him, and the martial arts behind him seemed to disappear.
clang!
With a slight sound, the basketball hit the front of the basket and bounced directly back towards Sendoh.
"rebound!"
"Hurry up and guard that number 13!"
The basketball crashed out of the rim. Anzai Zhengyi saw it clearly. Sendoh, who shot the ball, rushed towards the basket quickly after the basketball hit the rim. From the looks of him, he actually wanted to shoot and grab the ball himself.
However, when Anzai Masayoshi shouted, it was obviously too late. The basketball flew straight towards Sendoh. Fujii Masao and Chiba Oishi, who were guarding the rebounds, were still blocking their positions under the basket and had no idea what was happening.
"I got it!" Sendoh looked at the basketball flying towards him, his lips curled up slightly. But the next second, his smile froze on his face.
A white number 15 suddenly appeared in front of him and trapped him behind him. Caught off guard, Xiandao once again bumped into this familiar back, his head buzzing.
"Quick break!" Wudao grabbed the ball before Sendoh, raised the basketball with one hand and shouted, and threw the ball directly to the front court. Mitsui Shou, who had been waiting near the three-point line, immediately started, passed through several players from Akizuki High School, and ran to the front line.
"Go back to defense! Go back to defense!" Katori Shingo shouted angrily while waving his hands on the field. On the field, Takeishi Junior High School's Mitsui Hisashi and Maeda Iekawa did not wait for Fujii and the other two, and rushed directly into Akizuki Junior High School's half.
At this moment, there was only one player from Qiuyue High School who was able to return to defense in time.
Two against one in the frontcourt, after several passes to trick the defenders, the basketball was easily put into the basket by Mitsui Shou without any suspense. The other Akizuki players who returned to defense could only look at Mitsui Shou's back, helpless.
"That guy noticed it!" Xiandao silently retreated to his own half, a little surprised and a little astonished. He thought his plan to catch up was perfect, but he ended up losing a lot.
The scoreboard kept changing, and the score between the two teams came to 21:28, and the difference was still 7 points. Sendoh's four-in-a-row layup was two points, and Mitsui's fast break layup was also two points. Sendoh didn't get an extra point just because it was difficult to score.
Basketball is such a sport.
"Defense, defense!"
After Mitsui made a layup, he quickly returned to defense, shouting to his teammates while doing so. At this time, his role on the court had already replaced the captain Fujii Masao.
When Mitsui Shou passed by Jinguji Martial Arts School on his way back to defense, he slowed down his pace and reminded him softly:
"That was a good steal just now."
"But that number 13 can't be easily allowed into the inside line."
"I leave it to you."
Perhaps it was because Sendoh's previous goal had revealed his terrifying strength, or perhaps it was because Takeshi had done a great job on defense before that, Mitsui subconsciously felt that Takeshi was the only one in their team who could limit Sendoh's attack.
"Well, I'll find a way to stop him before the end of the first half."
"Speaking of which, the odds between me and that guy are about even."
Wu Dao glanced at the time and said with a smile.
There were less than 30 seconds left in the first half. If they pressed the tempo, Qiuyue High School would only have one chance to attack. What Wudao had to do was to contain Xiandao in the last 30 seconds of the first half.
"Five... five... open?"
Although Mitsui Shou didn't know the meaning of these words, he could understand them after thinking about them for a while. He was speechless about the confidence in martial arts.
"You, who can't even dribble the ball, how can you be on equal terms with that guy?" Mitsui glanced at Wudao and silently went to his defensive position, not wanting to continue talking to Wudao.
Qiuyue High School attacked, and the basketball was passed to Sendoh early in the half-court.
Sendoh was not in a hurry and slowly came to the frontcourt with the ball. As he moved forward, the entire stadium became quiet and everyone watched Sendoh with bated breath.
"The Immortal Path is very strong, but it is only valuable if it can protect a guy like you!"
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