The national competition had entered the second game of the second round. The number of spectators in the stands surrounding the stadium had not decreased. On the contrary, the stands that originally had some empty seats were now full.
The national competition becomes more intense and exciting as the game progresses. Today, many fans who are not from Tokyo will come from far away to watch the game.
The people from Yanshui Middle School did not have much communication with Wu Shi's team members. After packing their luggage, the Yanshui team members went to the stands under the leadership of the coach.
In this match between Takeishi Junior High School and Aoyama Junior High School, the winner will face Iwasui Junior High School tomorrow. For Iwasui players, this is a good opportunity to observe the strength of the opponent.
There are no weak teams that can enter the third round. Even though Yanshui is a seeded team and ranked fourth in the country last year, they will pay more attention to today's winner.
The speed of changing clothes on the Takeishi Middle School side was very fast. Several starting players put on their uniforms early and walked into the court to warm up. Not long after the players of Takeishi Middle School entered the court, the players of Aoyama Affiliated Middle School also entered the court one after another.
"Fortunately, fortunately, there aren't any weird players on Qingshan Affiliated High School's team."
On the court, Chiba Daiishi, who had just completed a layup, returned to the end of the line. Looking at the Aoyama players warming up on the other side of the court, he patted his chest and said with a smile.
Yesterday's match left a big shadow in his heart. The powerful Shigong Tianye left a deep impression in his heart. Facing such an opponent in the first match of the national competition, Chiba Daishi's attitude towards the national competition is no longer as full of fighting spirit as before.
His attitude towards the game can even be said to be filled with some fear.
"We've never fought, so who knows?"
"Although the coach said that the opponent is not a threat to us, the team that can get through the first round must have some strength. We should not take it lightly."
Mitsui Hisashi was standing in front of Chiba Daishi. When he heard what Chiba Daishi said behind him, Mitsui Hisashi turned around and looked at the opposite court.
At first glance, none of the players on Qingshan Affiliated High School were particularly tall. The heights of the opposing team were relatively average, mostly around 180cm. Judging from the players' aura, they were actually pretty average.
Facing such an opponent, Mitsui Hisashi is full of confidence in himself.
Similarly, Takeshi Jinguji was also full of confidence in this game. The simple reason was that he had just asked the coach for the player list of Aoyama High School in the stands.
In the list, Jinguji Budo did not find those famous masters in the original work. Basketball is a sport that cannot be mastered quickly unless one is truly gifted. Generally speaking, players who can grow into masters in high school will not be unknown in junior high school.
Moreover, the world of SD is not that big, and it is relatively clear in martial arts who are the masters and who are not.
Qingshan High School obviously has no players worth noting.
The warm-up time passed quickly. After the referee blew the whistle to end the warm-up, the players of both teams returned to their respective rest areas.
Anzai Masayoshi had already made the tactical arrangements for this game, so after the whistle, several of Takeishi's starting players sat on the bench, waiting for the game to begin.
Not long after, the referee walked to the center circle with the basketball and blew the whistle.
Under the referee's instructions, players from both teams took their positions in the center circle, ready for a jump ball.
The team uniforms of Takeishi Junior High School in this game were black, while the team uniforms of Aoyama Junior High School were green. Wu Dao stood at the center circle of his half court, crouched down slightly and prepared to fight for the basketball.
The player defending him was wearing a green No. 14 jersey. He was only half a head shorter than Wudao. He supported his knees with his hands and stared at the basketball.
“Beep!”
After all the players were in position, the referee blew the whistle and threw the ball high into the air.
Wu Dao bent his knees slightly and looked intently at the basketball that was thrown into the air, his muscles tense as he watched with full concentration.
"Snap!" After a light sound, Fujii Masao, who was jumping the ball, was the first to hit the basketball, and the red basketball flew directly towards Wudao.
When Wu Dao saw the basketball flying towards him, he was delighted. Just as he was about to go forward to grab the ball, the Qingshan Middle School player standing next to him suddenly straightened up, quickly raised his left hand, and elbowed Wu Dao in the chest. At the same time, the opponent's body moved to the side, directly blocking Wu Dao's body, blocking the falling basketball, and passed it to a teammate not far away.
Takeshi Jinguji originally wanted to step forward to grab the ball, but he was suddenly hit hard. His breathing became stagnant and his breath was stuck in his chest. He took a few steps back before he could steady himself.
"Elbow....Elbow me?!"
"Grass!!"
The strange feeling coming from his chest made Wudao unable to help but curse. Although it was not very painful because of the golden bell and iron cloth shirt, the suffocating feeling of having the breath stuck in his chest made Wudao very uncomfortable.
"Referee! This guy committed a foul!" Wudao, who had recovered, shouted directly to the referee. However, the referee, who had just served the ball, looked at Wudao with a confused face and had no idea what had happened.
"That No. 14, that No. 14 elbow!" Wu Dao walked to the referee and gestured. The referee looked at the linesmen on the other two sides of the court in confusion. However, the two linesmen obviously didn't see anything and shook their heads at him.
The referee, who received the information from his colleague, turned his head and shook his head at Wudao.
Seeing him like this, Wudao knew that the referees did not see the opponent's elbow attack.
While Wu Dao was communicating with the referee, Qingshan High School had already launched a fast break. The game would certainly not stop until the referee blew the whistle.
Because of the lack of Wudao's defense, a huge gap appeared on Takeishi's side. Finally, Aoyama High School's No. 14 shot in an open position and scored the first point in less than ten seconds after the start of the game.
"well done!"
“Nice shot!”
Several players from Qingshan High School celebrated by high-fiving each other and trotted back to their own half of the court. When No. 14 passed by Wu Dao, he smiled at him. Even from a distance, Wu Dao could feel the mockery in his smile.
“… … .”
"Throwing thunder mother!"
When Wudao saw the other party's look, he knew what the other party was thinking. After rubbing his chest, he cursed softly, and then quickly ran towards the backcourt.
"Xiao San, give me the ball!" Wu Dao would not just swallow such a loss.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, this is the style of Wu Dao. Since the other party is playing tricks, Wu Dao will not be polite. At this time, Wu Dao has been irritated by the other party and decided to teach him a lesson.
"To play this kind of thing with me is like showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong!"
Although Mitsui didn't know what happened, seeing that Wudao looked angry, he didn't think much about it and directly put the ball into Wudao's hands.
After receiving the ball, Wu Dao whispered and quickly advanced towards the front court with the ball. His goal was also very clear, and he rushed directly towards the number 14 with the ball.
No. 14 from Qingshan High School obviously didn't take Wu Dao seriously. Seeing Wu Dao's angry look, he grinned and went straight towards Wu Dao.
Seeing his opponent coming forward, Wudao accelerated towards the three-point line. When the opponent arrived in front of him, Wudao was still about one meter away from the three-point line.
But in this position, Wu Dao didn't think twice and jumped up and shot. The No. 14 raised his hands to defend, turned his head to look at the flying basketball, and took a few steps forward, looking like he wanted to step on someone.
However, at this moment, Wudao, who stood up for a jump shot, was well prepared. While jumping and shooting, his body was slightly tilted, and Wudao's foot kicked forward in a strange but not abrupt way, and kicked the defender directly in the abdomen.
"Bang!"
“Ding~”
Two completely different sounds came from the court, one was the sound of a basketball hitting the rim, and the other was the sound of a body hitting the floor.
The basketball thrown by Wudao hit the basket and the rebound was caught by the center of Qingshan High School. At the same time, the No. 14 player who was defending Wudao fell to the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, and was unable to stand up immediately.
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