At this moment, the whistle sounded.
Looking at the charming face in front of me with an expression of admiration, I sighed silently.
As expected, he had broken the rules.
It was indeed a foul. Less than three minutes into the game, Murata, who was the power forward, received his fourth foul. He only committed one foul in the first half, but in the second half, the technical guy was successfully singled by the red team's Koyama. He received two fouls and a 2 1. At this moment, his eyes were flickering, and his square face was covered in sweat. The way he looked at Xiao Shan was more terrifying than seeing a ghost.
It wasn't just Murata. At the start of the second half, our team suffered a serious blow from the old foxes.
First, the ball was intercepted by Ando repeatedly under the harassment of the opponent. I had no choice but to go to support him and take over the ball control. However, before I could organize the attack, I struggled to get to the midfield under the pressure of Urita. Everyone in the yellow jersey, including Oda, fell into the loving embrace of the old foxes.
I can't even pass the ball.
The weakness of the offense was quickly reflected in the defense. Everyone's face was pale. At first, there were people who tried to attack, but under the tenacious defense of the other party, they quickly treated the basketball as a time bomb.
Their bodies are strong, their teamwork is good, their techniques are much better than ours, and they have rich experience.
"Huff huff…"
I was panting, and the air in my lungs was being squeezed out bit by bit. The breath that I inhaled was like a burning flame.
Our offense and defense were both in the opponent's rhythm. Our team was doing meaningless back-and-forth runs. The score on the field was already an exaggerated 50 to 23.
Looking at the group of old foxes who were looking at us with interest, he couldn't help but feel extremely angry.
"A rookie is indeed a rookie." Hedgehog head Urita looked at me with a compassionate gaze."It must be painful and frustrating. You played so well in the first half, so why did it turn out like this?”
This guy was like a fly that kept circling around me."I originally heard that there were two pretty good newcomers this year, but now it seems that they're just so-so.”
" Qing Shui is really too much. He's already a captain, yet he still likes to be so surprised. Sigh, youngsters nowadays…"
Even though Oda and Murata were forced to score a few goals in the first half, until now, they had only relied on simple passes, simple breakthroughs, simple point guards, and simple shots to kill us.
Asians, who were generally not as tall as Westerners and Americans, had always been very vague in their positions. In other words, on the court, everyone's height was about the same. You were a 188-meter center forward, and I might be a 187-meter guard. But what surprised me was that all of these old foxes knew some offensive techniques inside the paint.
This was really rare among middle school students, including high school students.
He had to make some changes. He couldn't lose like a coward!
My body was already a little tired. If I had a good point guard, I could maximize the use of running without the ball to play my long-range shots. But just now, I didn't even touch the ball's skin. Although Urita verbally despised me, his actions didn't relax at all. He was even more sticky than dog skin plaster. The same treatment was also given to the center forward, who was even more miserable than me. Urita's body was only slightly stronger than mine, but the people defending him were like A-cup and F-cup, or the difference between Indicas and God-splitting Fireweave.
He had no choice but to attack with the ball when he looked at the red point guard, who seemed to be fighting valiantly.
He blocked the lane and reached out for the ball.
The basketball was tossed into my hands like a hot potato. I caught it, raised it high, and turned my head slightly to look at the eager Urita.
"Bang!"
He clenched his teeth and withstood the dribble, but I didn't use brute force. The difference in my body shape and strength was obvious. Facing Urita's defense, just like last time when I fought with Oda, I kept dribbling left and right and feinting to turn around. He was afraid of losing his position, so he could only withdraw his strength and retreat.
He bumped and bumped again. He received the ball and jumped a big step to the left. He faced the center forward who was covering the defense and threw the ball out with his opponent's body. Although his body was thin and weak, he was able to use the mutual nature of the force to pause in the air for a moment. He swiped his right wrist.
The basketball hit the backboard and went into the basket. After I scored, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
However, before our morale could recover, the other side quickly rushed to the half-court like a tidal wave. With a few simple passes, before our team could return to defend, they easily made a layup.
I ignored everyone's ugly expressions and signaled Murata to pass the ball and dribble across the court.
The one who was pressing me was still Urita. No one came to double-team me, or rather, it was disdainful to double-team me. Perhaps to the seniors, this was their pride.
Compared to the back-to-back position inside the paint, my ability to break through was really not presentable. Although I understood the key points of breaking through very clearly, I was limited by my physical fitness and unfamiliar with my teammates. I tried to break through several times before, but it was easily blocked by Usuda.
I dribbled the ball with my right hand and silently observed the situation on the court. Ando looked nervously at me from outside the three-point line. He wanted to catch the ball but hesitated. The others only cared about looking at me and had no intention of running to pick and roll.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that Oda was also outside the three-point line on the right. Although Scumbag claimed to be a center, he was actually a center because of his good physical fitness and ability to rebound. However, he was a small forward. Relying on his own body's impact, he charged forward.
When I saw him, my hand shook and the basketball passed over without stopping.
"Run!" I waved at everyone.
The few of them looked at their companions hesitantly. Seeing that I was the first to run, they followed suit. Even though they were running without any destination or tactical intent, this was enough.
After Oda received the ball, his defender was the center with a buzz cut, Sasaki. The two sides were a level apart in height, but their physical fitness was similar. With his own speed, Oda successfully broke through Sasaki in one step.
At this moment, I was lying in ambush at the bottom corner, silently waiting for an opportunity. Although I knew that the chances of the b * tch passing the ball were not high, I still opened up a space for him to pass. Urita turned to look at him quickly, then turned his attention back to me.
Oda, who had successfully broken through, took the lead. His physical fitness was outstanding, not inferior to the seniors who had been trained for a long time. Relying on his muscles that could be used as a center, he was even more powerful than a religious human bomb when he rushed forward.
"Beep!" After all, he was a wily old fox. Seeing that he could not defend himself, he simply cut over with his palm and chose to foul.
Oh my god, fouls can kill. There are no free throws. Is this group of bastards necessary?
Sure enough, as soon as Oda reached the free-throw line, the captain came over and muttered a few words before taking the ball away. Although the latter was unwilling, he could only silently serve.
After the kick-off, Oda turned to the inside line. At this time, the ball was passed back to my hands.
After receiving the basketball, I lowered my waist and pressed my shoulders. I placed my left foot on the ground and took a slight step forward with my right foot. At the same time, she stared at him. Of course, she didn't want to use her eyes to pressure him, but looking at him was a very important thing during the breakthrough.
Many basketball beginners, especially those who had just learned how to break through, would subconsciously dribble the ball because they were not familiar with the dribbling technique. When they broke through, they would pay attention to the ball with their eyes. At this time, it was very easy for the defender to intercept the ball because the attacker focused on the dribble. Even a fool knew what you were trying to do.
As a common probing move, the probing step was a very useful technique. However, experienced defenders usually wouldn't be too nervous, nor would they fall for this feint and jump away for others to shoot. My physical fitness determines that I can only make more changes and use more small tricks when facing experienced defenders and defenders with excellent physical fitness.
I took a slight step forward with my right foot. It didn't seem like a big step, but I had already gathered all my strength. As expected, Uru only moved his body and didn't pay too much attention to it. At this moment, I leaned forward and instantly lowered my body's center of gravity to the ground. Library of Heaven's Path charged forward with his shoulder and left foot, suddenly breaking through Urata's defense.
Urita, who had regained his senses, immediately realized what was going on, but it was already too late. He quickly adjusted his footsteps and wanted to return to the defensive line. However, at this moment, I, who had rushed over, pulled away from him in a few steps. Before the defenders could come over, I easily passed the basket.
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