It was still a little chilly in April. When Takeshi Jinguji walked out of the gym, the spring breeze blew on his body. Takeshi, who had just broken into a sweat, couldn't help but shiver.
Wu Dao looked back at the gym and stared for a long time before he looked away. He then went to the pool beside the gym and washed the sweat off his face and arms.
"Huh..."
Jinguji Budo breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down his complicated mood, put away his jersey, wiped the water off his face, then picked up the water cup by the pool and walked towards the school gate.
The match with Qiuyue Middle School was scheduled on Saturday, so the entire campus seemed empty, with only the noisy sounds coming from the gym. Wu Dao did not stay in school, but left Takeishi Middle School and headed home.
"After all, I wasn't strong enough, so I couldn't stay on the court."
"If you want to have more opportunities to play, improving your strength is the most important thing!"
Wu Dao was walking on the way home, lost in thought. Through this match, Wu Dao had an accurate understanding of his own shortcomings. Physical strength and offensive means were what he lacked the most at the moment.
“This system doesn’t seem to be able to bring me any qualitative leap in a short period of time.”
"Since the newbie gift pack, there have been no other changes except for the daily tasks being released every day."
"Is it because I opened it the wrong way?"
Wudao called up the system panel and looked at it carefully.
"Jinguji Budo, height 184.7cm, weight 65kg, strength: junior high school E-level, agility: junior high school A-level, body coordination: B-level."
"Destiny: mediocre."
"Daily tasks."
"Please complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10KM of running before 00:00 at night."
“Mission Reward: Strain Recovery Potion! (Relieve fatigue and feel relaxed!)”
"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt (specially used to counter the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms), Level 1."
After so many days, the system interface has not changed. And the rating of the martial arts itself has not changed. Whether it is strength, agility or body coordination, his training these days seems to have no results.
"The more I live, the more I go backwards. I can't put all my hope on the system!"
“The rewards from daily tasks have helped me a lot.”
"The rest depends on yourself."
Wu Dao put away the things in front of him, stopped and stretched for a while, then started to jog.
When Wudao returned home, it was just past three in the afternoon. He took a basketball from home, refilled his cup with water, and walked out of the house again.
Although there is a half court at home for practice, the court is surrounded by high walls, which makes Wudao feel very depressed. He is in a bad mood now, so he doesn't want to practice in such an environment.
When he was running long distances before, Wu Dao ran to many places. He knew there was a park near his home with a playground. So after leaving home, he ran towards the playground.
Wudao did not let his hands idle while running. On sparsely populated roads, Wudao would dribble the ball while running, and in relatively busy areas, Wudao would put away the basketball.
The park is located in the city, which is quite quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle. It took Wudao less than ten minutes to get to the park. Then he took out a basketball from his bag and walked towards the court in the park.
"clang!"
“Swish!”
"clang!"
When approaching the stadium, Wu Dao heard the sound coming from the stadium.
"Is anyone playing basketball?" Wu Dao held the ball, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked inside through the barbed wire outside the court.
On the court, a young boy was making a layup. The sun shone on the boy's profile, and a handsome silhouette appeared before Wu Dao's eyes.
"The layup was beautiful and the movement was very smooth!"
Wu Dao raised his hand to block the sunlight and saw the boy's face clearly.
It was a handsome and delicate face, with two sword-like eyebrows slanting into the temples, a pair of phoenix eyes that looked around with dignity, a high nose bridge, and thin lips tightly closed, giving people a cold and free and easy feeling.
"That young man is..." Wudao saw the man's face clearly, and a strong sense of familiarity surged into Wudao's heart. He knew that young man!
And at this moment, a cold reminder sounded in Wudao's mind.
The martial arts interface was called up, and the talent review column was shining with golden light.
"Ryukawa Kaede, height 174cm, weight 60kg, strength: elementary school B+ level, agility: elementary school S level, body coordination: A level."
"Destiny: A rare genius, indomitable, competitive, and a lone beast!"
The appearance of the system panel made Wudao sure that he was not mistaken. The boy who was practicing alone in the basketball court was Rukawa Kaede. Wudao also noticed Rukawa Kaede's various data. In the column of destiny, two red entries and two green entries attracted Wudao's attention.
"The two red entries, Genius and Unyielding, appear very frequently. It seems that Xiandao also has these two."
"Competitiveness and Lone Beast are green items, two levels lower than red items."
"Ryukawa Kaede is still an elementary school student, right? He already has so many entries?"
"The agility rating is so high. Is he the fastest elementary school student?"
Wudao noticed that Rukawa's strength rating and agility rating both had the prefix "primary school". Although they were elementary school ratings, this was the first time Wudao had seen an S-level rating. Before, neither Sendoh nor Mitsui Hisashi had an S-level rating.
After watching for a while, Wudao put away the system panel and walked into the court. He had no intention of talking to Rukawa Kaede. He walked to the other side of the court where no one was, put the water cup on the edge of the court, and then walked into the court with the ball.
Tried a mid-range shot.
Budou's arrival obviously caught the attention of Rukawa who was practicing basketball.
Rukawa, who was still practicing layups, stopped with the ball in his arms and looked towards Jinguji Budo across the court.
"What a tall guy! The guy in that jersey... is he a basketball player from Takeishi Junior High School?"
"The shooting posture is very standard, but the aim is a little off and the ball's parabola is not high enough."
Rukawa took a look from a distance and made a judgment when Wudao shot. Then he lost interest in Wudao and practiced on his own. In his opinion, Wudao's shooting was just so-so.
"Ding!" Sure enough, Rukawa's prediction was correct. The basketball hit the edge of the frame and bounced out.
Wu Dao trotted a step, caught the falling ball in his hand, patted the ball heavily, walked back to the previous position, and continued shooting. Wu Dao's physical energy consumption was not small before, and running from school to home and then from home to the park consumed a lot of physical energy. Therefore, Wu Dao's control of strength when shooting became very poor.
Although his movements were still in accordance with the rules, he only scored one or two of the dozen shots he made. But Wu Dao did not stop, as if to vent, shooting, picking up the ball, shooting, picking up the ball, and never stopping.
On the other side, Rukawa Kaede had already stopped paying attention to Wu Dao, but suddenly he heard the clang clang clang sound coming from the other half of the court. He was somewhat impressed and stopped again to look at Wu Dao.
Watching Wudao's shots hitting the rim again and again, Rukawa hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards Wudao.
"It's no use practicing shooting like this!"
"You have used up too much energy. It would be better to take a rest before continuing."
Rukawa Kaede's cold and childish voice sounded behind Wudao. Wudao, who had just picked up the ball and raised it above his head, froze in his tracks. Then he patted the ball again to find the rhythm and threw the ball out again.
"Swish!" The basketball went into the net.
It was only at this moment that Wu Dao turned his head to look at Rukawa Kaede and replied calmly:
"Only when your body is most tired can you remember the feeling of shooting more quickly."
"Only shooting skills trained in this way can be used on the court!"
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