Player No. 14 of Aoyama High School was kicked to the ground by Jinguji Takeshi, but the referee's attention was all focused on the basket at this time, and only a small number of spectators noticed Takeshi's actions.
But the audience is just an audience after all, and the penalty is of course decided by the referee. They did not see Wudao's little move, so they just looked at the fallen Qingshan player but did not call a foul on Wudao.
After the center of Aoyama High School got the rebound, he hugged it in his arms. Fujii Masao and others originally wanted to rush forward to grab the ball, but when they saw the opponent's posture of protecting the ball, they immediately gave up the idea and quickly started to return to defense.
Wu Dao didn't care whether the ball went in or not. He looked coldly at the Qingshan player who fell in front of him, turned around silently and started to defend.
"That... bastard!"
"I will never let him go!"
The No. 14 player of Qingshan Middle School covered his lower abdomen, got up from the ground, looked at Jinguji Budou's back and said with gritted teeth. He didn't go to the referee to say anything, not because he didn't want to, but because he knew that even if he went to the referee at this time, it would be impossible to change the penalty and let the referee call a foul.
If it wasn't a foul, it wasn't a foul. Someone like him who has been doing tricks on the court for years knows the referee best.
After rubbing his lower abdomen, No. 14 of Qingshan Middle School felt a little more comfortable. Then he took a step and ran towards the front court, waving to his center for the ball.
The basketball was passed into his hands, and after getting the ball, Aoyama's No. 14 quickly advanced to the frontcourt. His goal was very clear, and he rushed directly towards Jinguji Budou who had just kicked him. Even when he was close to Budou, he had no intention of slowing down or stopping.
"This guy never learns his lesson!"
Jinguji Budou saw the opponent rushing towards him with the ball. Budou noticed the opponent's fierce eyes and realized that the opponent would not give up just like that.
While leaning forward slightly to be on guard, Wu Dao couldn't help but be alert. Even though Wu Dao knew that the other party approached him with ill intentions, he had no intention of retreating.
At this time, retreating means giving up defense. As long as the martial artist still wants to win the game, he will not give up defense because of fear of the opponent's small moves.
The player from Qingshan High School who was holding the ball saw Wu Dao bending his knees slightly in alert, grinned, and quickly came to Wu Dao with the ball.
When approaching Wudao, he quickly changed his position, from facing Wudao directly to leaning sideways against Wudao. At the same time, he exerted force suddenly and half of his body hit Wudao's body hard.
The opponent's back-to-the-basket attack was relatively clean, without any obvious shoulder-dropping movements.
Although Wudao is relatively thin, he has made great progress in strength after training for a period of time. Although he was knocked back half a step by the opponent because of his defense, his defensive posture did not deform, so there was no obvious dislocation.
The opponent seemed unaware that his strength was not much higher than Wudao's. After slightly creating some distance, he once again gathered his strength and rushed towards Wudao.
A huge force came to Wudao's chest again, but facing the opponent's attack from behind, Wudao was like a normal person, as if he didn't feel any pain. He still bent his body slightly, raised his arms, and stood in place.
"This guy? Doesn't it hurt?" After two unsuccessful collisions, the player number 14 of Aoyama High School couldn't help but raise his head slightly and look at Jinguji Budo.
It’s so strange, Budo’s behavior is so strange.
His back-to-the-basket attack was invincible in junior high school games. Most junior high school students would feel pain in their chest when hit. Even if the defensive player had a good will, his defense would be distorted under the influence of the pain.
At the very least, they would change their defensive posture, raise their forearms to block, or could not help but go around to steal. No one would be like Wu Dao now, still holding his arms horizontally, without any protection in front of him, and still let him hit.
The Qingshan players, who didn't believe in evil, hit Wudao several times in a row. Apart from forcing Wudao back a little, they didn't find any good breakthrough opportunities. After repeated collisions, Wudao's defensive posture didn't change at all.
Realizing that his impact was ineffective, No. 14 from Qingshan High School stopped and dribbled the ball to create some distance.
"Oh? Have you stopped?"
"Keep going!"
Jinguji Budo took a step forward, still sticking to the other party, and whispered in the other party's ear, he would not miss such a mocking opportunity, isn't it just to mess with the mentality? Not only can he do it, but he is also very skilled.
"Hmph!" As expected, Wu Dao's words had some effect. Qingshan No. 14, who was holding the ball, snorted coldly and suddenly crouched down, intending to force a breakthrough from Wu Dao's side. Wu Dao immediately noticed the opponent's unusual movement and quickly turned around to chase and defend.
But the next second when Wudao turned around, the Qingshan team member's elbow swung back suddenly, and with a bang, it hit Wudao's jaw directly.
Wu Dao was caught off guard and was hit directly by the opponent. His vision became blurred and when he regained his sight, he had already fallen to the ground.
“Beep!!!”
"Green Fourteen, offensive foul!"
Qingshan No. 14's action this time was too obvious and was not concealed at all. Even so, the referee only called it an offensive foul and did not call it a flagrant foul at all.
From the referee's perspective, he only saw that Qingshan No. 14's arm swing was a little bigger when he broke through.
"Hey! You! Is there anyone who plays basketball like you? Huh?"
"Referee! This guy did it on purpose! He did it on purpose!"
Although the referee called a foul, the players of Takeishi Junior High School could not stand it. Mitsui was closest to Takeshi, and he was paying attention to his movements when the opponent broke through. Mitsui also saw his elbow attack on Takeshi.
Seeing Takeshi being knocked down, Mitsui Shou rushed forward and grabbed the opponent's collar without saying anything, and shouted at the referee beside him. The other members of Takeshi's team also rushed over and stood behind Mitsui Shou, glaring at the player from Aoyama High School.
The players of Aoyama High School were also quite united. They all came to their teammates, preparing to surround Mitsui Hisashi.
The Qingshan player who was grabbed by the collar also smiled, glanced at the players of Takeishi, raised his hands, and said calmly:
"Hey, hey, are you going to hit me?"
"The referee has already called a foul on me, what else do you want?"
"Referee, I may not have taken any action, but you can't be partial."
The other party's attitude immediately angered Mitsui Shou. This guy from Aoyama was not only not apologetic, but his attitude immediately annoyed Mitsui Shou.
Although Mitsui Shou is now a sunny and athletic boy, he is not always good-tempered to everyone. Even though Mitsui Shou in the original work was beaten all day long, he would not back down when he encountered trouble.
"What did you say, you guy!" Mitsui Shou raised his eyebrows and raised his fist, ready to hit.
"Beep, beep, beep!" The referee's urgent whistle sounded at this time, and the other two linesmen also quickly rushed over, trying to stop the conflict that was about to break out.
At this moment, Jinguji Budo suddenly appeared behind Mitsui Shou and grabbed Mitsui Shou's arm.
"Stop it, Xiaosan."
"He's irritating you."
Wudao had recovered by now. Although the opponent's elbow hit him hard, he was not injured.
The Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt were effective at this time. Although Wudao didn't know whether this system's martial arts could block the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it seemed that there was no problem in taking the opponent's elbow attack.
"Budo, are you okay?" Mitsui Shou turned around and saw Budo standing behind him, and asked in surprise. He just saw Budo fall to the ground, and thought that Budo couldn't get up.
The opponent elbowed Takeshi very hard, and Mitsui saw it clearly. He would not be surprised if Takeshi still fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
"This guy, can he still get up?" Seeing Wu Dao stand up, Qingshan High School No. 14's smile faded. He didn't expect that the person who was hit by his elbow would stand up so quickly. This was something he didn't expect.
"Heh... Heh." Suddenly, the team member sneered twice, looked at Wudao for a few times, then turned his head and looked at Mitsui Shou.
This tall and strong guy was able to stand up after being hit by his own elbow, so what about the fair and tender Sanqifen? Can he still stand up after being hit by his own elbow
And from the current point of view, Mitsui Shou is obviously easier to tease than Wudao.
The referees breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time when they saw Wudao getting up from the floor as if nothing had happened. Wudao's getting up also made Wu Shi's teammates stop fighting. Several of them surrounded Wudao and asked about his well-being.
"I'm fine, no need to make a fuss."
"Referee, let's continue the game."
Wu Dao patted his chest, showed his "strong" body to his teammates, and then spoke to the referee.
The three referees looked at each other and nodded slightly. Before leaving, they warned Wu Shi and the others:
"If you do this again, you will be given a technical foul."
The referees also ignored Mitsui's action just now. What the referees wanted was a relative balance between the two teams. In their opinion, although Mitsui's attitude just now was not good, Takeishi Junior High School was also the one who suffered a loss. A warning would be enough. A T would only intensify the conflict and was unnecessary.
With the referee's whistle, the game that had been suspended for a while started again, and the ball possession was exchanged to Takeishi Junior High School.
After this conflict, both teams were very angry when playing, and inevitably, physical actions became more serious. The first half of the game suddenly became bumpy, and the number of fouls committed by both teams increased sharply, often requiring the clock to stop for free throws or exchange of ball possession.
However, the No. 14 player from Qingshan High School seemed to have calmed down. He continued to make small moves in both offense and defense, but there were no serious fouls such as elbowing.
Throughout the entire first half, the referees were on full alert. If anyone dared to make an excessive move, they would definitely not hesitate to call a flagrant foul.
In student basketball games in this country, the most serious penalty for a flagrant foul is a suspension, and the suspension is not just for one or two games, but for one or two years.
If any serious violent incident occurs, the basketball team can be disbanded.
Until the end of the first half, although both teams were very angry, nothing out of the ordinary happened, which made the referees breathe a sigh of relief.
In terms of hard power, Takeishi Junior High School still has a considerable advantage. At the end of the first half, Takeishi Junior High School led the opponent by 9 points with 32:23. The intensity of this game was very high. Whether it was Mitsui Shou or Budou, the shooting accuracy of both of them dropped significantly.
Among these 32 points, free throws accounted for a considerable proportion.
During the half-time break, Anxi Zhengyi rarely gave any technical or tactical instructions to the players, and did not even say any words of encouragement.
"In this game, no matter whether we win or lose, we must play well!"
"Remember, never suffer any loss!"
Anxi Zhengyi only said these two sentences to the team members, and then let the team members have a good rest.
In such a game, the players will not be very happy playing, and the audience will not have much fun watching it. What the audience likes is the kind of smooth and exhilarating offense, or the exquisite passing and cutting cooperation.
A game like this with countless stumbling blocks and stoppages is not what the audience wants.
Therefore, when the second half started, there were many empty seats in the stands. Those spectators either went to the toilet and did not come back, or went out to rest. Anyway, they did not have much expectation for the second half of the game.
The second half begins with a jump ball in the center circle.
In the competition between the centers of the two teams, Takeishi Junior High School already had the advantage, and Mitsui Hisashi, who successfully got the basketball, quickly advanced towards the frontcourt with the ball.
This time, Aoyama No. 14, who was originally defending Wu Dao, gave up defending Wu Dao and ran towards Mitsui Hisashi.
"Is it your turn to defend me? Can you defend me?!"
Mitsui Shou dribbled the ball and approached Aoyama's three-point line. Facing Aoyama No. 14 who was defending him, he curled his lips in disdain. He still remembered the scene where the opponent elbowed Budo before, and he did not forgive him.
"Defending you, isn't that a simple thing?" The Qingshan High School player smiled and pressed forward. This player's pressing was quite powerful, but defense is not something that can be achieved with just momentum.
When facing the opponent's pressure, Mitsui Hisashi quickly stepped back to create distance between himself and the opponent. When the opponent was about to move forward again, he quickly changed direction and broke through to the side.
Although Mitsui briefly shook off his opponent, the opponent did not completely lose his position. When Mitsui was one step away from the three-point line, he followed behind Mitsui.
Mitsui Shou obviously also noticed the opponent's approach. He turned his head slightly, looked at the opponent's position, and jumped directly to shoot.
Horseback archery!
Mitsui Shou did not stop suddenly when shooting. In mid-air, his body was still moving forward. Mitsui Shou stared at the basket and was about to shoot when a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and fell rapidly.
The hand didn't hit the basketball at all, but went straight towards Mitsui's face.
“Bang!”
A crisp sound was heard from the court. Mitsui Shou, who was shooting, was pulled hard by Aoyama's No. 14. Mitsui Shou lost his balance and was knocked to the floor. His back hit the floor hard with a loud "bang".
"Beep beep beep!!!" The referee's quick whistle sounded at the same time. The Aoyama player who committed the foul also raised his hand silently, but when he looked at Mitsui Hisashi on the floor, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was mocking.
"Green number 14, defensive foul!" The referee's decision came, but as soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded in the referee's ears.
"Is it just a defensive foul? This is clearly a flagrant foul!"
Jinguji Budo came to the referee at some point and questioned him, staring at the Qingshan player with his eyes. His calm tone contained endless anger.
"Are you questioning my decision?" The referee doesn't care whether Wu Dao is angry or not. No matter who it is, no one can question his decision!
Wudao did not respond. He glanced at Mitsui Shou who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, and suddenly rushed towards the Aoyama team member.
The referee only knew that a figure flashed past him, and when he tried to pull the other person, he pulled nothing.
When he looked at Wu Dao, Wu Dao had already rushed to the front of the Qingshan team member, and without saying a word, he punched the opponent in the face. The opponent obviously did not expect Wu Dao to suddenly attack, and was directly stunned by the punch. He staggered for a while and sat on the ground.
"Rnm!rnm!"
The martial artist would show no mercy to such a person. He would directly ride on the opponent's body and punch him in the face like rain.
"Martial Arts!"
"Stop! Budo!"
"Quick, stop him!"
The players of Takeishi were also shocked. They were still worried about Mitsui Shou at this time, but they didn't expect that the martial arts over there had already taken action. Anzai Zhengyi reacted quickly, and rushed to the field while calling on the players.
The referees did not expect such a thing to happen, and they all stepped forward to hug Wu Dao's body and pulled him away. When Wu Dao was pulled away, Qingshan's No. 14 fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out. His face was swollen and his chin was slightly tilted, as if it was dislocated.
"White Team No. 15! Expelled from the game!"
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