People in Xiangbei: Opening Aomine Daiki

After Shin Izumi came on the court with a basketball.

Except for Mitsui Hisashi and Miyagi Ryouta, everyone else was used to it.

Most of them returned to their training after taking a look.

Although Shin Izumi seldom came to the basketball hall for training, whenever he came, he would always hold the basketball and dribble and shoot the ball symbolically.

He did not show too many skills.

At first, they wanted to observe Shin Izumi's playing style and learn from him.

Later, they found that Shin Izumi was ordinary in dribbling or shooting, without any skills.

Over time, they got used to it.

Stealing? It still takes the master to teach hand in hand.

But Shin Izumi himself thinks that teaching? It is completely unnecessary.

Most people here have played basketball and have a certain understanding of basketball. In addition, there are not many people with outstanding physical fitness.

Even if you teach, you can't teach.

Especially.

Physical talent determines the upper limit of basketball.

Whether it is his dribbling or scoring, even if you write it down hand in hand and show it to others, you can't practice it.

But there are always exceptions.

Sakuragi Hanamichi might give it a try.

Sakuragi Hanamichi is now a complete basketball novice, and if he wants to draw on a piece of paper, the paper had better be blank.

Otherwise, after scribbling and changing, he will end up neither looking like a human nor a ghost, which is not worth the effort.

At this time.

Mitsui Hisashi and Miyagi Ryouta on the court stared at Izumi Shin with the same eyes.

But after watching for a few minutes, Izumi Shin?

It seems that he is just so-so, dribbling is average, shooting? It is also average.

Apart from being taller and more handsome, he seems to have no special skills.

After a simple warm-up, Izumi Shin got up and left the basketball hall. After a series of operations, Mitsui Hisashi and Miyagi Ryouta were a little confused.

With such strength, how could Coach Anzai allow him to freely choose to participate in training?...

In the blink of an eye, time came to May 19th.

That was the start time of the summer league county qualifiers.

At this time,

Yokohama Stadium could accommodate about two to three thousand people.

Perhaps because it was the first round of the game, there were not many spectators.

Just as the audience was talking about today's game, a group of people walked in at the gate.

At first glance, they were the people of the Ryonan basketball team wearing Ryonan school uniforms.

Their arrival perfectly filled the boring pre-match period.

"Eh? They? They're from Ryonan, right?"

"It really is from Ryonan. The one in front is Yuzumi, and the one following closely behind is Sendoh"

"Wow, Sendoh is so handsome!"

"By the way, why are you here at Ryonan? Is there a Ryonan match today?"

"No, Ryonan was one of the top four last year, but I heard from the grapevine that Ryonan was defeated by Shohoku in a training match."

"Xiangbei beats Ryonan? How is that possible? I don't believe it!"......

Hearing the discussion of the audience around them, the people of Ryonan were slightly startled.

It seems that there is no wall that is impenetrable. There were no reporters present at the previous game, but people still knew about it.

Recalling the previous training match with Xiangbei, they unconsciously clenched their fists.

"Victory and defeat are common in the military. Don't think too much. The game is about to start. Just sit down and watch the game."

Sendoh looked at Yuzumi who stopped walking, and he smiled and comforted him.

After hearing what Sendoh said, Yuzumi let out a heavy breath and continued to walk towards the chair.

As soon as he sat down, everyone in Ryonan began to talk.

"Shohoku vs. Miuradai? There's no way this game will work out."

"Yes, I hope Miuratai can be stronger and force Shohoku to reveal its trump card."

"Uekusa, what are you thinking? Force Shohoku out of their territory? Just Miuradai?"

"Yanyi, is the video recorder ready?"......

If it were last year, these remarks would never have come out of the mouths of the Ryonan people, but this year, Shohoku has left them with an extremely deep impression.

Aida Hikoichi patted the video recorder with his hand and said excitedly:"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Sendoh did not discuss today's situation like everyone else, but stared at the Shohoku player tunnel.

His purpose of coming today was very simple, that is, to watch Izumi Shin play from the side and find a way to crack it.

At this time.

Amidst a noisy sound, players from both Shohoku and Miuradai ran out of the tunnel.

A simple warm-up to get familiar with the court

""Beep!!"

With the sound of the loudspeaker, the game was about to begin.

On the Xiangbei side,

Coach Anzai stood up with a smile and arranged the starting lineup.

Point guard Yasuda, scorer Mu Mu, small forward Izumi, power forward Kadota, center Akagi. Coach

Anzai's decision puzzled Mitsui and others.

Starting lineup? They are not included?

Coach Anzai seemed to ignore their existence, turned around and sat back in his original position, holding a thermos cup and began to drink tea. Ayako saw the confusion of the crowd.

She looked at Mitsui and others with a naughty expression, and whispered to them,"I underestimate you."

"Hehe, this is the punishment that Coach Anzai gave you for fighting."

Ugh!

Ayako's words struck several people like thunder. They all glanced at Mitsui Shou.

Mitsui Shou didn't say anything, he could only rub his hands together unconsciously and sit down obediently.

Izumi Shin didn't sympathize with the others' thoughts. Whether they play or not? It doesn't matter. It's enough for him to play.

He also wanted to verify whether the reward was directly related to his performance on the court.

On the other side.

Miuradai's starting players were also determined.

(Point guard) Araki Kazuo No. 5, (Scoring) Miyamoto Kazunari No. 6, (Small forward) Murasame Kengo No. 4, (Power forward) Takatsu Hiroshi No. 7, (Center) Kawasaki Akio No. 8.

The players of both sides appeared on the big screen one by one.

The game was about to start.