Chapter 80

"Why did you blow a foul on me!"

Murasakibara changed from his usual listless self, his expression becoming ferocious and angry.

He roared at the referee, angry like a child who was a teenager but also 1.9 meters tall.

"Murasakibara, calm down." Nijimura Shuzo quickly went over to pull him back.

Challenging the referee's authority on the court is not a wise choice.

This referee was already considered to have a relatively good temper.

He also knew that this group of Musashi people hadn't intended to play basketball properly since the match started, and had been actively seeking physical contact, attempting to destroy Teikou's rhythm with barbarism.

That's why he didn't give Murasakibara an extra free throw.

Baijin Kozo quickly requested a substitution, taking Murasakibara, who had clearly lost his cool, off the court.

With this, Teikou lost a solid interior rim protector.

Musashi Middle School saw this and immediately attacked the interior, taking the opportunity to tie the score.

Yes, even though Musashi Middle School was so barbaric, Teikou still held a 4-point lead in the first five minutes of the match.

However, this advantage was now gone.

"Good shot!"

"Keep it up; Teikou's softies can't beat us!"

Musashi Middle School's morale was also up.

As the saying goes, when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance.

Right now, they had already beaten Teikou's starting center off the court, which was the perfect time to expand their lead.

Baijin Kozo hurriedly called a timeout to interrupt the opponent's momentum.

"Well done, keep up the aggression; the referee isn't managing things today, so your movements can be a bit bigger."

The Musashi Middle School head coach clapped hard, affirming his players' performance.

This experienced old guy had let his players test the referee's officiating standard at the start of the match.

Discovering that the referee didn't intend to manage things today, he immediately let his players increase physical contact, making the match fragmented and messy.

The referees for the National Tournament aren't fixed either; some people can't tolerate sand in their eyes, while others have quite heavy tastes.

This referee today was clearly the latter, believing that this level of physical contact fell within the scope of a normal match.

"Nijimura, control the rhythm."

On the other side, Baijin Kozo didn't say too much during the timeout, just letting Nijimura Shuzo control the rhythm.

This meant that the ball possession for the subsequent match would be transferred to his hands.

Baijin Kozo absolutely recognized the talent of Tiandao and the others.

But they still lacked enough match experience.

Murasakibara clearly couldn't play against those old masters from Musashi, and Tiandao probably couldn't get any advantage from the opponent either.

"Tiandao, Akashi, Aomine, Midorima, and you, Murasakibara, you must watch the match carefully from now on."

He exhorted the several first-years; this was a good opportunity for them to grow.

What's there to watch?

Tiandao Jingyan indicated that he had seen even more badass things like the "Heavenly Residual Leg," "War Stomp," and "Cannon Fist," and that pulling jerseys or stepping on toes were just tricks that children would play.

"Timeout is over, let's go!"

Tiandao Jingyan threw away his towel and stood up, suddenly hearing.

"Tian-zai."

"Hmm?"