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"How could this happen?" Kogure's face was dejected, as if he felt that the world was unfair.

Takenori Akagi didn't say a word, but his slightly trembling eyes betrayed him.

At this moment, his heart was obviously not at peace either.

Ayako's eyes widened, her face full of astonishment, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "What's going on with this schedule? Which idiot arranged it?"

Hisashi Mitsui frowned, his eyes revealing a trace of worry, and said solemnly, "It doesn't feel good!"

Hanamichi Sakuragi looked at the shocked and solemn expressions of the crowd, full of confusion, scratched his head and asked, "What's wrong with you? Our opponent in the first game is this Toyotama, right? Are they very good?"

Hisashi Mitsui explained smoothly, "It's not Toyota. Look at our opponent in the second game."

Hanamichi Sakuragi looked in the direction he pointed, muttering to himself, "Three Kings Technique..."

"It's Sannoh...Industry, Sannoh High." Hisashi Mitsui corrected helplessly.

Hanamichi Sakuragi still looked confused and asked, "Is this Sannoh High really that great?"

Takenori Akagi looked serious and said solemnly, "Sannoh High is the champion of last year."

Ayako added worriedly, "Not only that, they were the champions the year before last, and the year before that..."

After hearing Ayako's explanation, everyone held their breath, as if their trachea was blocked by something.

The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

Hanamichi Sakuragi rolled his eyes, continued looking at the schedule, and then asked, "If we defeat Sannoh, who will be our opponent in the third match?"

"I already said it's Sannoh...Industry..." Hisashi Mitsui corrected again with a look of disgust.

Kogure took over the conversation and said, "If we really beat Sannoh High, I think our opponent for the third game should be... let me see... it should be Aiwa Academy."

Hisashi Mitsui muttered softly, "Sannoh High... Aiwa Academy... In a way, we have been assigned to a group full of experts."

Kara Smith seemed exceptionally calm.

This is normal. Although this is her first time participating in a national competition, she is not too worried about the competition.

As long as Jack Carter is there, she can sit back and relax.

She turned to look at Jack Carter, her originally relaxed expression instantly froze, her eyes twitched, and her face was full of helplessness.

At this moment, Jack Carter had already closed his eyes and started to sleep soundly without knowing when.

"I should have thought of it earlier." Kara Smith sighed and said sadly.

Just then, a group of people suddenly came in front of Shohoku.

The leader of this group of people was a young man with long hair tied into a ponytail.

In fact, this person does not have the characteristics of a teenager, but why do we say he is a teenager?

The reason was that he was followed by a group of teenagers wearing clothes of the same color and style as him.

The ponytail boy walked up to Kogure, stretched out his arm and strangled him from behind, and said in a bad tone: "You just mentioned Sannoh and Aiwa, which is not pleasant to hear. Do you think Toyotama is just a second-rate team?"

"Who are you? Let go." Kogure grabbed the arm that was strangling his neck with both hands and struggled in pain.

The other members of Shohoku finally reacted and prepared to step forward to argue.

Before they could take any action, a voice suddenly came.

"Hey! Kishimoto, why don't you stop? What are you trying to do?!"

The person who was shouting was a young man sitting not far away, who looked to be in his thirties.

Hearing this voice, Kishimoto, who was strangling Kogure's neck, looked back, then made a "tsk" sound and reluctantly let go of Kogure.

The young man who had called out earlier quickly stepped forward and said to Kogure apologetically, "I'm sorry, are you hurt?"

"Coach, why should we apologize? They were the ones who insulted us first." The ponytailed boy muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Hey! You guys are so noisy!"

Just when the atmosphere between the two sides was tense, a lazy yet somewhat impatient voice suddenly interrupted the conversation.

When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw him sitting in a seat not far away.

Jack Carter opened his half-closed eyes, and the pupils under his eyelids were like a sharp blade about to be released from the barrel, as if the moment his eyelids were fully opened, they would burst out of the barrel.

"Kid... who are you?" The ponytailed boy was already unhappy because he had just been interrupted, and he looked at Jack Carter with unkind eyes.

Jack Carter ignored him at all, glanced at the young man indifferently, and said unceremoniously: "Watch your dog."

This sentence, like a bombshell, instantly plunged the entire audience into deathly silence.

The air seemed to freeze, and everyone's expressions changed in various ways.

Even the young man who was trying to stop the fight was stunned by the bold and rude words. He opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

The ponytailed boy was stunned at first, but then he reacted and couldn't help laughing up to the sky. His laughter was full of anger and looked particularly ferocious. "Hahahaha... Great, kid... You're really looking for death..."

"Okay Kishimoto, don't cause trouble, we are here to play a game." At the critical moment, the young man came to his senses in time and hurriedly advised.

"Hey! Kishimoto, it's time to go." Just then, another voice came, calling out to the ponytailed boy who was still making threats.

Hearing this voice, the ponytailed boy snorted coldly, glared at the Shohoku people, and finally looked at Jack Carter who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep again.

Then he turned and left, saying sinisterly: "You are all a bunch of frogs in the well, and you still want to fight Sannoh.

Humph...

I will make you go home in disgrace in the first battle."

Looking at the group's receding backs, the Shohoku team members all had their eyes wide open, anger written all over their faces, and their fists unconsciously clenched, wishing they could catch up and smash all of the other party's teeth.

Kara Smith stared at the Toyotama team members who were leaving, and said slowly, "The power forward of Toyotama High School, Minoru Kishimoto, is a third-year player.

He is 188 cm tall, 85 kg in weight, and wears the number 5.

He is good at fast breaks and mid-range jump shots, and has good breakthrough ability.

He is a very strong offensive player.

He is relatively weak on the defensive end, and so is his sense of assisting defense.

He has a hot-tempered personality and is easily angered by words, but he has a very good relationship with the team captain Tsuyoshi Minami.

On the court, he may change his mind or even wake up from his anger because of a word from the other party."

Listening to Kara Smith's detailed interpretation of the information, everyone in Shohoku's eyelids twitched and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Here it comes, here it comes, this feeling comes again.

Ayako looked at Kara Smith with admiration and exclaimed, "You have collected all their information!"

Kara Smith smiled slightly, and her expression made her look as if it was a matter of fact. "Do you want to hear the information about other Toyotama people?"

Ayako was about to wave her hand to refuse, but Hanamichi Sakuragi suddenly shouted: "Then tell me, I want to see what's so great about those bastards just now."

Kara Smith smiled and continued, "I just introduced Minoru Kishimoto, so let me talk about Tsuyoshi Minami next! Tsuyoshi Minami, captain of the Toyotama High School basketball team, plays as a small forward, is a third-year student, wears the number 4, is 184 cm tall, and weighs 84 kg.

He is Toyotama's trump card and won the title of 'scoring champion' in this year's preliminaries.

His three-point shooting is not inferior to that of senior Mitsui.

In addition, he is also good at intentionally fouling and causing his opponents to be injured and leave the court.

He is known as the 'ace killer.'"

After listening to Tsuyoshi Minami's information, everyone frowned.

This method is too despicable. It is really disgusting to deliberately injure the opponent.

Kara Smith didn't stop and continued to introduce: "Daijiro Itakura, Toyotama's point guard, second grade, 183 cm tall, 82 kg, the third-ranked scorer in the Osaka qualifiers, averaging 25 points per game, and is good at provoking others."

"Center, Mitsuaki Iwata, 3rd grade, number 8, height 190 cm, weight 86 kg. There is nothing particularly outstanding about his skills, his offense and defense are average."

"Shooting guard, Kyohei Yajima, 3rd grade, number 7, 180 cm tall, 77 kg. Good at screening teammates and passing and cutting to create scoring opportunities for teammates."

When Kara Smith had almost finished the introduction, she added one last sentence. "Also, the person who just helped Kogure-senpai out is called Kanehira, the coach of the Toyotama High School basketball team.

But it is said that the school only gave him two years, requiring him to lead the team to the top eight of the national competition within two years."

Please, why do you investigate this kind of thing so clearly?

Everyone at Shohoku was stunned, with cold sweat on their foreheads, looking at Kara Smith as if she had suddenly grown two devil horns on her head.

So scary.

Time passed by every second.

Amid the gossip of everyone in Shohoku, the train finally arrived at the station.

Jack Carter was awakened by Kara Smith.

The group soon arrived at the venue of the national competition, Hiroshima Central Gymnasium.

As soon as everyone walked into the square in front of Hiroshima Center Gymnasium, they saw a huge bulletin board next to the square.

The schedule for this national competition was clearly posted on the bulletin board.

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