The frustration of the momentum of the Dongda Affiliated No. 1 Middle School was inevitable. The coach of the Dongda Affiliated No. 1 Middle School was of course very clear about this, but he did not call a timeout because of the improper handling of the two balls. He focused his attention on Shigong Tianye.
He knew very well that the more it was a time like this, the more he had to believe in Shinomiya Tano's ability. Calling a timeout rashly would only make the players on the court feel that Shinomiya Tano's ability was not enough to the point of calling a timeout.
This is a blow to Shimoya's confidence and will also amplify the negative emotions of other team members.
The coach of the First Middle School affiliated to the University of Tokyo only hopes that Shigong Tianye can quickly realize this and use his own strength to regain the ground. This is very important for their team.
"The ball was stolen..."
"I was actually intercepted?"
"I just said that, but I got slapped in the face so quickly!"
Shinomiya Tano's face was clouded with gloom. He felt that his dignity was challenged by Jinguji martial arts. Faced with such a challenge, the best solution was to tear the enemy to pieces!
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Shimono Shimoya's handsome face. The smile seemed to merge with the coldness in his eyes, making it look a little weird.
"Give me the ball!" A player from the First Middle School affiliated to the University of Tokyo returned to the backcourt. Shinomiya Tano pointed at the basketball at the baseline and said coldly to his teammates.
"yes!"
The player from the First Affiliated Middle School of the University of Tokyo who came to serve the ball was obviously a sophomore, but in front of Shinomiya Tano, he subconsciously used honorifics, quickly walked to the baseline, picked up the basketball, and passed the ball to Shinomiya Tano.
After getting the ball, Shimoya Nono didn't even look at his teammates and walked straight to the front court with the ball.
Jinguji Takeshi could feel that the oncoming Shinomiya Field was emitting a dangerous aura. If the Shinomiya Field he faced before was a deep lake without any ripples, then the Shinomiya Field in front of him now was a turbulent sea, full of dangers.
"There are mood swings."
"But such fluctuations may not be a good thing for me."
Wu Dao said to himself, and silently took a step forward, moving his defensive position forward several meters. He did not continue to maintain the previous defensive position.
There is a big problem in defending near the three-point line, which is that the position is still close to the basket. Once Shimoya Tano breaks through, he immediately enters the shooting range, and Wudao has no reaction time to chase and defend.
However, by pulling the defense line several meters outside the three-point line, there is ample space for pursuit and defense. With Jinguji Budo's speed, he can establish the defense line again before the opponent enters the shooting range.
However, this kind of defense also has problems. If Wudao leaves his original position, that place will become empty. As long as the other players of Dongda Affiliated No. 1 Middle School move more actively, it will be easy for them to run out of the empty space.
Of course, such a shortcoming does not exist in this game, because Shimoya Tano cannot pass the ball!
"Are you coming up?"
Shigong Tianye murmured, lowered his body, and quickly broke through to Wudao's left side. This time, Wudao didn't dare to use the same method again. The same defensive method would lose its effect if used frequently.
Wu Dao quickly moved sideways, blocking in front of Shigong Tianye. As long as Shigong Tianye didn't slow down, when his body touched Wu Dao, Wu Dao would fall down, betting on the referee's decision.
The penalty criteria for dribbling and colliding with others are relatively vague. To a large extent, the referee will favor the side that falls, especially in junior high school competitions.
However, this time, Shigong Tianye obviously had no intention of forcing an attack. He seemed to have sensed Wudao's thoughts. When he was about to approach Wudao, he suddenly stopped, and the basketball was transferred from Shigong Tianye's crotch to his other hand.
Wu Dao's reaction was also quite quick. When Shigong Tianye stopped, Wu Dao also stopped, lowered his center of gravity, and did not dare to rush to steal the ball.
With the ball in his left hand, Shinomiya Tanno bent his knees, seemingly trying to break through from Wudao's right side, but when Wudao's center of gravity swayed, Shinomiya Tanno changed direction, and the basketball landed right in front of him and into his right hand.
A sharp change of direction in front of the body successfully created space for Shinomiya Tano to break through.
"Hey!" Just when Shigong Tianye thought he had successfully escaped from Wudao, a light sound suddenly rang from his ear. The next second, Wudao's hand stretched out from behind Shigong Tianye again and hit the basketball accurately again.
Shigong Tianye's frontal change of direction did not fool Jinguji Budou at all. For Budou, if Shigong Tianye relied on strength to attack him, he really had no way to deal with it. But the opponent actually wanted to use technology? When it comes to technical attacks, Budou still has a certain level of prediction!
The basketball rolled out of Shinomiya Tano's hands again. This time, Fujii Masao did not stand there in a daze. He rushed forward a few steps and quickly grabbed the basketball, then threw it directly to the front court.
At this time, Jinguji Takeshi and Mitsui Hisashi had already started running to the front court. Shigong Tianye also had a cold face and quickly chased after the two fast breakers.
Jinguji Budou got the basketball in the front court and rushed towards the basket. When he was close to the three-point line, Shigong Tianye had already come to Budou's side.
Wudao, who was holding the ball, saw Shigong Tianye's figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly stopped, pulled the basketball back, and stopped. Shigong Tianye obviously didn't expect Wudao to stop suddenly in such a place, and tried to control his body, adjusted his center of gravity, stopped, and at the same time stretched out his hand to cover Wudao's face.
Covering his eyes and defending, Shinomiya Tano thought Budo would shoot.
But at this moment, Shigong Tianye suddenly found that Wudao was not looking at the basket at all, but looking at the other side. Shigong Tianye subconsciously followed Wudao's line of sight and saw Mitsui Shou there.
"It's a pass!" Shinomiya Tano reacted quickly. As soon as this thought came into his mind, his body had already moved, directly intercepting the passing route between Wudao and Mitsui.
However, just as he made this move, Jinguji Takeshi in front of him immediately leaned forward, passed Shinomiya Tano in one step, and accelerated towards the inside.
Wudao didn't look at Mitsui Shou to pass the ball, he just took a quick look!
"Fake move!" Shigong Tianye quickly turned his head and hurriedly chased after Wudao. Wudao's breakthrough position was still near the three-point line, and Shigong Tianye hung behind Wudao, waiting for the opportunity to block the shot.
Shimono Shimada was very confident in his jumping ability. As long as Wudao dared to make a layup, he would be able to stop him.
Wudao who entered the inside gathered the ball near the free throw line and rushed towards the inside with two big steps. Just when Shinomiya Tano thought that Wudao was going to make a layup, Wudao who was holding the ball suddenly turned his head and looked at Mitsui Hisashi who had also entered the inside not far away.
At the same time, Wudao's right hand, which was holding the ball, also swung quickly towards that direction.
"Pass the ball?!" Shigong Tianye saw the action of Wudao's hand and immediately took a half step back and moved towards Mitsui Shou. However, as soon as he moved, Wudao's hand that was waving towards Mitsui Shou quickly retracted.
At the same time, the basketball moved from Wudao's left hand to his right hand, and a light layup caught Shinomiya Tano off guard.
In this round of confrontation, Shigong Tianye was completely immersed in the rhythm of martial arts, as if he was led by the nose by martial arts.
As the ball went into the net, cheers erupted from the bench of Takeishi Junior High School. The tense substitutes completely relaxed at this moment. Facing a monster like Shinomiya Tano, Takeishi Junior High School could still score easily.
"Well done! Budo, you fooled me!"
Seeing the basketball go into the net, Mitsui Shou happily came to Wudao, high-fived Wudao to celebrate, then happily put his arm around Wudao's shoulders and ran towards their own half of the court together.
"It's just so-so, just the basics." Wu Dao responded with a smile on his face. Whether it was a sudden stop, a layup, or a fake move, they were all common moves, and the skills required were also very basic.
But such basic movements, if combined with good timing, can become a killer. The skills that Budo possesses are just basic dribbling, emergency stops, jump shots, etc. He is not good at advanced movements such as fadeaway jump shots and crossovers.
But as long as he has consciousness, even basic movements can become his weapon.
Shinomiya Tianye looked at Wudao and Mitsui Shou who were back on defense with their arms around each other, and a hint of anger accumulated on his handsome face. The players from the First Middle School affiliated to the University of Tokyo came late, and after returning to the court, they walked to the baseline without saying a word, kicked off to Tianye, and then ran to the front court without saying a word, without any communication with Tianye.
"It was my fault that I lost points."
"My teammates have no obligation to clean up my mess. There's no point in blaming them!"
Shimono Yamada let out a long sigh. He wanted to blame his teammates for not returning to defense in time, which led to his defeat in the one-on-two situation in the frontcourt, but after changing his mind, he held back his words of blame.
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