Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 151 Destiny!

There was no suspense in the match between Lingnan High School and Wuyuan. Wuyuan's ability to break into the semi-finals was a group bonus. In their group, there was no outstanding team.As far as the strength of the team is concerned, Wuyuan is at best a team in the top eight of the county competition, and it is also in the middle of the top eight of the county competition.

And Wuyuan played against Lingnan High School, which owns Xiandao, Yuzhu and Shinomiya Tianye. The difference in hard power between the two teams is too much. It has been expanded to 20 points.

31: 10.

The game only lasted 10 minutes, and the result of the game has already been announced in advance.

"Except for the improvement of that guy's physical fitness, I can't see anything else."

"Sure enough, Wuyuan is still too weak, there is no way to force Lingnan to use his full strength."

"Everything, we have to wait until the official fight to know how much progress Lingnan has made during this period."

Jinguji Budao stood on the edge of the stands, leaning on the railing with both hands, watching the game in the field, thinking to himself.In fact, Martial Arts had already expected the result of the game. He came back to watch the game mainly to see if there was anything else hidden in Lingnan.

After all, in the previous match between them and Hainan, Hainan did not fight for their lives at all.

"Huadao, the same place tomorrow evening, I will bring a friend over to meet you."

"To be honest, if you practice alone without an opponent, your progress will be too slow."

Wu Dao knew that the depth of Lingnan couldn't be seen at all in this game, so he didn't plan to continue watching. To be honest, Wu Yuan's fight was a bit ugly, and it was a bit boring to watch the crushing game.Before leaving, Budao and Yingmu Huadao said something, and then left the stands.

"opponent?"

"Do you want any opponent for practice?" Sakuragi Hanamichi looked at the back of Budou's departure, scratched his head, and asked the people around him in doubt.Yang Ping and the others also shook their heads, apparently not knowing what Wu Dao was planning.

When Budo returned to the Xiangbei lounge, Akagi and the others were still sleeping. Judging by their appearance, they couldn't get up for a while. Coach Anxi was sitting on a chair in the lounge, looking down at a stack of documents .

Scattered on the other seats were a few Xiangbei team members, chatting in low voices, and when they saw Jinguji Budao coming in, they all nodded towards Budao as a greeting.

Coach Anxi raised his head when he heard the noise, saw that it was Jinguji Budo, pushed his glasses, smiled and waved to Budo.

"Coach." Wu Dao greeted Coach Anxi when he saw him, and walked up to the other party. While saying hello, he looked curiously at the information in Coach Anxi's hand.

"Budao, after today's competition, we in Xiangbei have officially entered the national competition."

"I asked my good friend to collect these for me. At this stage, they come from all the teams that have confirmed their qualifications across the country."

"I called you here because I want you to see the information of these teams that may become opponents."

Coach Anxi said, ordered a few pieces of information from his hand, and gave them to Jinguji Budao.It wasn't until this moment that Bu Dao realized that the stack of materials that Coach Anxi was holding was not just one, but many copies. Obviously, Bu Dao was not the only one who needed to read the files.

"Okay." Bu Dao nodded, took the materials and found an empty seat and sat down. Before flipping through the materials, Bu Dao raised his head and glanced at Coach Anxi.After Coach Anxi gave the information to Budao, he lowered his head and looked at it again, looking extremely serious.

"Coach Anxi, the change is great." Wu Dao sighed softly in his heart.Today's coach Anxi is a little concerned about the team's affairs, but Wu Dao knows what coach Anxi should be like, stocking is the consistent coaching style of coach Anxi after entering high school.

Please ask your friends to collect information, until Coach Anzai bumped into Sanno Industry, he will not do it.

Thinking of this, Budo shook his head, and flipped through the information in his hand. Several prefectures have already completed the prefectural selection, and the qualifying teams from Gunma, Nara, and Okinawa are all on the information. Budo didn't see any familiar teams either. The Sanno Industry in Akita, the Toyotama High School in Osaka, and the two teams from Aichi were all gone.

It seems that these areas should not have completed the selection.

A small stack of information, Wu Dao flipped through it casually and stuffed it into the bag. Although it is said that they are all strong teams in the country, Bu Dao really does not arouse too much interest.

He roughly glanced at the profiles of those players. Generally, there are no backs that exceed 180cm, and only a few center forwards exceed 190cm, and very few of them are close to two meters.Even if you don't need to watch those players' games, just looking at the physical fitness of those players, you won't be interested in martial arts.

His own height has reached 195cm. No matter how strong the opposing player is, it is very difficult to defend him if he is not even 180cm tall.It can be said that among the pile of information provided by coach Anxi, no one is an opponent of Jinguji Budo.

"Um?"

"Budao, have you finished reading?"

Coach Anxi obviously heard the sound of Budao stuffing the materials into the bag, raised his head, looked at Budao, and asked.

"After a general glance, there are no opponents worth noting."

Bu Dao didn't prevaricate coach Anxi, and directly expressed his thoughts.Hearing this, Coach Anxi pushed his glasses, stared at Jinguji Budao for a long time, and smiled roundly.

"Hohohoho."

"Indeed, if it were you, there really would be no decent opponents among those teams!"

"In the next match against Lingnan High School, we in Xiangbei don't play tactics and let you play singles. What do you think? Martial arts."

Coach Anxi gathered the information in his hand, put it on the small table beside him, and suddenly asked Wu Dao.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Wu Dao was taken aback when he heard this, not understanding what coach Anxi meant.

"It literally means that I decided to hand the ball to you for singles in the subsequent match against Lingnan. As for whether to pass the ball, it is up to you to choose."

"In the first half and the second half, you and Mitsui Shou hold the ball respectively."

"I want to see where the limit of the two of you is."

"Only in this way can I reasonably arrange the playing time of the two of you in the national competition."

"The national competition is not a county competition. The back-to-back competition system means that a team like our Xiangbei will not go far, but I am not reconciled. I hope that Xiangbei can go further and even win the championship. For this, it is necessary to pay something. "

As Coach Anxi spoke, he tapped his fingers rhythmically on the small table. During the conversation between Coach Anxi and Budo, the team members in Xiangbei stopped talking, and all looked to this side, pricking up their ears to listen carefully. with.After Coach Anxi finished speaking, the lounge fell into silence, only Akagi's slight snoring sounded rhythmically.

After a long time, Wu Dao asked: "Does it have to be in the match with Lingnan? After the match, can't you play a practice match with Lingnan?"

Coach Anxi shook his head upon hearing this, and said, "The practice match is just a practice match after all."

Wu Dao frowned when he heard this. He also understood what Coach Anzai meant. He wanted to confirm the depth of Mitsui Hisashi and himself. Only by knowing where the players' limits are can they make reasonable arrangements during the game.

However, if it is played according to coach Anxi, Mitsui Shou and Budo each play half of the game, the winning rate against Lingnan will be almost zero.That opponent can't be dealt with casually. Executing Coach Anzai's arrangement means that Xiangbei will lose the chance to win the Kanagawa County Championship.

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"it is good!"

Wu Dao thought for a long time, and nodded in response.Regardless of whether they win or lose the Xiangbei and Lingnan competitions, they have already qualified. In order to go further in the national competition, it is not unacceptable to pay some price at this stage.

Moreover, even with this style of play, Xiangbei is not without a chance!
"In time, it depends on whether those two guys from Lingnan take the bait. As long as they take the bait, they still have a chance to fight for the championship." Bu Dao thought about it, and looked at the sleeping Mitsui Shou.

The match between Xiangbei High School and Lingnan High School is three days later, and after the end of the match between Xiangbei and Hainan, Xiangbei High School will officially enter the summer vacation.

After defeating Hainan, Coach Anxi gave the players a day off.The relaxed and moderate arrangement allowed the Xiangbei team members to have enough time to rest.

But early in the morning, Jinguji Budo came to the arena in Xiangbei alone and started his training today.

As the summer vacation approached, the campus was empty, and there was no one there.Wu Dao didn't close the door after arriving at the arena. Anyway, at this time, no one would disturb him, so he left the door open to let in some air.

Outside the arena, the breeze blows the small trees on the side of the road, making a soft "rustle" sound. The sun is neither hot nor dry, and the light shines into the arena through the windows on the east side of the arena.

In late June, the temperature in Kanagawa is not very high.

In the arena, Budou Jinguji stood outside the three-point line in the bottom corner and shot directly.As the basketball flew out of his hands, Bu Dao also quickly ran towards the basket.

"Shua!" After a soft sound, the basketball hit the net. Not long after, Bu Dao came to the basket, picked up the basketball, and ran towards the diagonal three-point line. After arriving at the position, there was no extra movement, and he directly held The ball turned around, shot back quickly, and then ran to the basket again.And so on and on.

The training of three-pointers requires a combination of movement and stillness, and silly open shots can only barely guarantee one's own competitive state, but how much training effect can be achieved is another matter.Some people are very accurate after practicing this way, but once someone defends, they will immediately stretch their hips.Either it is a game, and there is no way to switch from the running state to the shooting state for a while, and the accuracy is completely lost.

The self-shooting and self-picking three-point quick-shooting practice can restore the game environment to the greatest extent and can really achieve the effect of training.

Of course, the training effect is better if someone defends, and such training is very exhausting.

After throwing twenty balls, fine beads of sweat appeared on Jinguji Budao's face.

"Just 90 seconds ago, 20 of 16 three-point quick shots, the results are so-so!"

Immediately after Jinguji Budo threw the No.20 ball, he glanced at the clock. Just one and a half minutes had passed. He muttered to himself and started dribbling the ball by himself. The soft sound immediately attracted Wu Dao's attention.

"this is"

After a long absence, Jinguji Budao called up his system panel and checked the personal information on it. He almost forgot when was the last time he opened the system panel.

"Jinguji Budo, height 195.8cm, weight 85kg, strength: high school A grade, agility: high school S grade, body coordination: S grade."

"Destiny: Ordinary and unremarkable, the original intention is eternal, and the countdown is lore."

"Daily tasks."

"Please complete 00.00 push-ups, 200 abdominal crunches, 150 squats, and run 300KM before 15 at night."

"Mission reward: Potion for recovery from strain! (Eliminate fatigue, relax your body!)"

"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt (Specialized to subdue the dragon's eighteen palms), level max."

Jinguji Budo opened his attribute panel and scanned it, and saw the two golden S-level scores on the attribute bar at first glance. Before that, he had not reached S-level in terms of agility or physical coordination. Moreover, Wu Dao also discovered that there was an extra red entry in the column of destiny.

"Countdown lore?!"

"what is this?"

Bu Dao glanced at the extra entry on the Destiny column, and then his eyes fell on the column of Martial Arts. The level of the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell mask, which was originally level 1, became MAX, and he didn't even know this. How the gadget is upgraded.

"I got this so-called hang up until now, and I haven't figured out what it is for. If I practice martial arts, I also practice judo. After practicing for so long, I don't have many skills."

"Except for giving a potion every day, which is somewhat useful, the rest are really useless."

"Now there is an extra destiny of 'countdown lore' for no reason. Is this really a martial arts system?!"

Jinguji Budao turned off his panel, pondering in his heart, thinking of this, Budao suddenly froze.

"Super Martial Arts. Could this Martial Arts mean practicing martial arts?!" Although Martial Arts had some conjectures in his mind, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he saw the "Martial Arts" column, sighing secretly that he thought too much.

Ignoring this incomprehensible system, Wu Dao continued his training after taking a break.

Jinguji Budo, who was immersed in training, didn't notice the passage of time at all.After completing a set of three-point quick shots, Budo placed several obstacles on the ground, and began to train the offensive footsteps with the ball, changing directions, emergency stop jump shots and so on.Although there are various types of training, there are only two footholds, that is, footwork and shooting.

These two are the weapons that Wu Dao uses to stand on the court. If he loses any of them, he will have no way to gain a foothold on the court.

"This jump shot, what a beautiful pose!"

What Jinguji Budo didn't know was that when he was immersed in training, a camera had been set up at the door for nearly 10 minutes.All the scenes of Jinguji's martial arts training suddenly stopped and leaned back were photographed.And as Bu Dao scored another shot, the person behind the camera finally couldn't help admiring.

"Who?!" Wu Dao heard the voice at the door, frowned slightly, and turned to look outside the door.

"Hello, I'm the sports reporter for "Basketball Weekly". My name is Yayoi Aida."

"You are Jinguji Budo from the north of Hunan, right? I have seen you in the arena, can I interview you?!"

While speaking, a beautiful young woman walked out of the door, with fair skin and delicate face, with short black hair, shirt and trousers, and a professional woman's attire.

And behind Yayoi Aida, there was a young man carrying a camera with a yellow armband on his arm. When Yayoi Aida was talking, he didn't stop shooting.

"Reporter?! Of course it's okay to accept interviews, but can you please delete the photos you took before?"

(End of this chapter)