Chapter 45: One-on-One Basketball Duel!
Chapter 45: One-on-One Basketball Duel!
Yuto, having received the basketball, glanced at Nagumo Miyabi, who had an arrogant expression, and said leisurely, "It's good to be confident, but senpai, I don't think you have the ability to shut me out completely."
"Heh!"
Under the watchful eyes of Chairman Sakayanagi and others, the one-on-one basketball match between Shimizu Yuto and Nagumo Miyabi officially began!
Whistle!
Referee Saito-sensei blew the whistle, and the thirty-minute half-court one-on-one basketball match started.
Watching Nagumo Miyabi, who was spreading his arms in front of him, Yuto's eyes, clear-cut between black and white, flashed a glint, and he suddenly accelerated to the right, still holding the basketball.
Yuto's dribbling speed was very fast, almost leaving a faint afterimage in the space.
Nagumo was completely caught off guard by Yuto's speed; he couldn't defend against the dribble at all!
"So fast!"
Everyone in the audience showed surprised expressions, especially the members of the basketball club, who knew how amazing Yuto's skills were, so their expressions gradually became more serious.
Nagumo Miyabi, filled with shock, realized that Yuto had bypassed his defense, and he hurried back to intercept, but it was in vain.
At this moment, Yuto had already brought the ball beyond the three-point line, raised his hand, and shot directly.
The basketball thrown by Yuto left a beautiful parabolic trail in the air before falling into the basket.
"Damn, that was a swish! A three-pointer from beyond the line!" The basketball club members erupted, their faces full of surprise and astonishment.
The so-called "swish" is one of the special terms in basketball.
It refers to when the basketball goes into the basket without touching the backboard, the rim, or making any sound.
Because of its high aesthetic value, it is called the most perfect shot and the elegant way to score points by basketball fans!
Whistle!
Saito-sensei immediately blew the whistle, loudly announcing, "Class 1-D's Shimizu Yuto scores three points!"
Yuto turned around and looked at Nagumo Miyabi, whose face was somewhat unsightly, and showed a teasing smile, "Vice-president, I've already scored, so it seems your idea of shutting me out can no longer be realized."
"So what if I can't shut you out, all I need to do is defeat you!" Nagumo Miyabi stubbornly said.
The one-on-one basketball match had just started for less than a minute, and Yuto had already taken the lead with a three-pointer.
This allowed Nagumo Miyabi and the spectators to recognize Yuto's strength in basketball, so their expressions became serious.
Now it was Nagumo's turn to take the ball.
Nagumo Miyabi, holding the basketball, attempted to break through Yuto's defense line, but no matter how he dribbled and changed direction, he could not evade Yuto's defense.
The tightly defended situation made him anxious; he now needed to properly display his own strength to suppress Yuto's momentum!
Holding the ball, Nagumo Miyabi gauged the distance to the basket with the corner of his eye, then suddenly changed his action, no longer breaking through Yuto's block, but chose to step back slightly and then jump up to shoot.
Snap!
The basketball thrown by Nagumo Miyabi was abruptly swatted down by Yuto's outstretched palm.
?!
Nagumo Miyabi looked incredulously at Yuto, who had his arm raised.
How could this guy react so fast?
Yuto realized in an extremely short time that he was trying to shoot and even intercepted the basketball!
Facing Nagumo Miyabi's gaze, Yuto let out a chuckle.
Although he didn't say anything, the boy's laugh, in Nagumo Miyabi's eyes, was like the worst mockery and ridicule, and his anger soared.
Since the basketball was intercepted, it was now Yuto's turn to dribble.
Nagumo Miyabi, now aware of Yuto's strength in basketball, no longer relaxed and stared at him closely.
In contrast to Nagumo's complete focus, Yuto seemed much more relaxed and carefree, dribbling the ball with a continuous left-right shift, nimbly and swiftly bypassing Nagumo's defense line, then lightly jumping up and immediately shooting.
Another swish!
Whistle!
"Class D's Shimizu Yuto scores two points!" Saito-sensei announced again.
"Ohhhhh!"
Several spectators couldn't help but burst into loud cheers.
Among these spectators, some were acquaintances of Nagumo Miyabi, some were his lackeys, and others were members of the basketball club.
Those who knew Nagumo Miyabi and his lackeys wouldn't cheer because Yuto scored, but the members of the basketball club would.
Because Yuto's smooth dribbling and shooting actions were a visual enjoyment, members of the basketball club couldn't help but cheer for him.
"Did you guys just see that, the freshman from Class 1-D, his speed was so fast!"
"Yes, that boy demonstrates both speed and stability while dribbling. He must have undergone rigorous and standard basketball training," observed Oda Ishikai, the basketball club president, with approval.
At this moment, the president of the basketball club, Oda Ishikai, like the president of the chess club, Honda Ban, after witnessing Yuto's strength, both thought about inviting him to join their club.
It won't be long before the third-year students graduate, causing the basketball club to lack two official members.
Oda Ishikai thought Yuto could directly become a formal member of the basketball club with his strength.
Watching Yuto's performance, Nagumo Miyabi clenched his teeth.
Some differences could be seen with just a slight comparison; he knew he couldn't compete with Shimizu Yuto in basketball.
But Nagumo Miyabi didn't plan to give up just like that; surrendering to a freshman would greatly damage his prestige and reputation!
Time passed, twenty minutes had gone, with ten minutes remaining until the end of the agreed match time.
And now, the score of the match between Yuto and Nagumo Miyabi was—
Class 1-D's Shimizu Yuto: seventeen points.
Class 2-A's Nagumo Miyabi: zero points.
In the twenty-minute confrontation, Nagumo Miyabi hadn't scored any points!
The huge gap in scores was enough to cause despair, but Nagumo Miyabi clenched his teeth tightly, staring at Yuto all the time.
He couldn't lose, and he couldn't afford to lose...
Huff, huff, huff~
Sweat slid down Nagumo Miyabi's forehead to his cheeks; he was panting, but he did not wipe away the sweat but instead stared intensely at Yuto holding the basketball.
Next, it was Yuto's turn to take action.
Compared to Nagumo Miyabi's panting, Yuto seemed much more relaxed; only a little sweat appeared on his forehead, and he didn't look overly tired.
"Vice-president, are you ready? I'm going to attack," Yuto said with a teasing smile.
"Hmph!"
Nagumo Miyabi snorted coldly. Yuto, with a slight smile, grabbed the basketball and began dribbling towards the defending senpai.
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