Black basket: Ryota Huangse

“Ryota, are you sure?” Takuya Mitsui was shocked in his heart, with an incredulous look on his face.

Can this kind of thing really be done?

“Of course! Bring me a basketball…”

Mitsui hurriedly ran to the side, picked up the basketball and put it in Huangse’s hand.

Perhaps because Hara Huangse showed a super level because of Aomine’s Daiki ball skills, and for the vision of basketball, he has an obsession in his heart and an obsession to catch up with Aomine.

And when he picked up the basketball, his body seemed to burn without warning, and every movement cell in his body was beating with joy…

This may be Huangse’s talent.

Or maybe basketball brings him blood.

“Mitsui, come and defend me and give it a try…”

“Forehead: Good! ”

Takuya Mitsui’s height is also more than one meter seven, and there is no doubt that he will rise after entering high school, because he has been playing basketball and fitness since he was a child, and his physical strength is not inferior to that of Teppei Muyoshi on the side.

“Bang bang!”

A series of sounds of banging basketballs sounded, and Mitsui spread his arms and put on his best defensive position.

“I haven’t been a man in a long time…”

Large dribbling, stride, turning, crisp and neat, without the slightest trick, but extremely fast, in one go, directly opened a step away from Mitsui, and when Mitsui chased and defended, he had come to the position of the forty-five degree free throw line on the right side of the basket, jumped high, and threw the basketball out.

Bang…

The basketball did not hollow into the net, but bounced on the basket frame, bounced in the net and fell to the ground.

Snap…

Snap…

The sound of landing sounded clearly.

“Senior Muji, can you challenge the players of the First Army?” Huang Se smiled and looked at Huang Se, who was stunned on the side.

Muji Teppei’s heart was a little shaken.

Is it really just a newbie on the pitch?

Although it is only a few simple dribbles, but in his eyes for many years, the proficiency of dribbling is definitely not something that a novice can have, and the consistent turning and shooting skills are also excellent.

Mitsui also looked sluggish, although he did not go all out to defend Huangse.

However, his defensive ability is clear to himself.

Even some elites may not be able to easily break through him.

“Ryota, did you really only exercise for half a month?” Mitsui asked impatiently, his tone full of excitement.

Huang Se smiled and nodded, “Yes, half a month!” ”

“Haha! Awesome…”

Takuya Mitsui is now looking forward to how much Huangse will grow in three months.

“Yes, I will apply for you and the coach, please be patient!” Muji Teppei was also slightly excited.

He is about to graduate from high school.

A team can become stronger, win better positions in national competitions, and enrich their hearts more.

“Muyoshi-senpai, I’m applying too…” Mitsui grinned.

“Mitsui, where are you fighting?”

“Shooting guard, my shooting is okay…”

It’s okay…

The blue-haired Mitsui in front of Huang Sejue is absolutely modest, he was already a main member of the junior basketball team in elementary school, and his father was a former national player, and his strength must have grown rapidly.

An hour later.

Huangse and Mitsui came to the training arena of the First Army next door.

The white-haired Fujiwara Ichiro clapped his hands, “Several of you put down the basketball in your hands, there are new members to join!” ”

Several teenagers also put down their basketballs and came to the side.

A few minutes later, Huangse and Mitsui also fully understood the lineup of the Teruei basketball team.

Center, Teppei Muyoshi.

Power forward, Jiro Takahashi, a member of the third year of the country, is one meter eight, his physique looks very strong, it belongs to the knife-mouthed tofu heart, if there is a mistake on the court, he will directly scold and have a little short temper. However, as the captain, he is very responsible, and like Muyoshi Teppei, he is a player who will never give up until the last moment.

Seiichi Suzuki, point guard, a member of the third year, is only one meter six or five meters tall, the only black skin in the team, combed with a small braid, and a pair of small eyes give people the first impression that he is very smart, and he is a mixed Chinese and American race.

There are currently only three candidates in the team.

The Second Army was all reserve members.

“Mitsui, you know your father, an old friend! Let’s start the test with you, you don’t have to find someone to fight against, shoot twenty directly, and you almost know your level…” Fujiwara Ichiro smiled and patted Mitsui’s shoulder.

Huangse is also very curious about Mitsui’s level.

Compared to this, he is more curious about who will be his opponent? He prefers to play a single match with Muji Tetsuhira to test his true basketball level strength.

“Hey, hey…”

Soon, a cart of twenty basketballs was placed outside the three-point line.

Mitsui also put away his flirtatious smile, and then stood seriously outside the three-point line.

“Warm up?” Jiro Takahashi reminded.

Mitsui shook his head, picked up a ball, bent his knees slightly, picked up a ball without hesitation, and threw it high, the action was very standard, but it was less elegant.

Swish!

An elegant arc tugged at the heartstrings of several people.

The sharp sound of brushing the net sounded.

“Not bad! The first one hit…”

Mitsui’s heart was also a little nervous, but he quickly adjusted his shooting state, picked up a basketball and gestured, and shook his wrist again.

Swish!

“Whoops!”

“Bang..”

“Bang..”

“Ugh!”

After Mitsui entered the state, he shot without the slightest consideration, extremely fast, and constantly shot the basket.

Soon, all twenty basketballs were thrown, and sixteen were hit!

“Very strong shooting level, good, good…”

Fujiwara Ichiro applauded and welcomed with a smile: “Welcome Takuya Mitsui to our Teruei basketball team!” Everyone applauded and welcomed…”

After the round of applause.

Mitsui wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to Huangse’s side, smiling bitterly, “Ryota, I’m really bad…”

Although he quickly joined the first army, he did not have the slightest smile on his face, and compared to the three-point shooting guard recognized by Japanese junior high school students, nicknamed “Yasha”, he still felt that he had a big shortcoming.

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