Chapter 170 - Training With Hyakuzawa (2/2)

Haykuzawa looked at the ball as it landed in the net.

Shun clenched his fist and spoke.

Shun: ”Okay, that was good.”

Hyakuzawa: 'How does he do things like these so effortlessly.'

Shun gave a lot of time on fundamentals. When he started to learn different moves to integrate them into his style, he found that the same fundamentals were present everywhere.

Many single individual components made up complete moves, basic or complex every move followed the same fundamentals.

And, he found that if he worked on those individual components, then learning difficult moves became much smoother.

Take the move he used against Hyakuzawa. The whole move depended on the quick jab step at the start. It was the jab step that made Hyakuzawa shift his stance.

After the jab-step was a simple mid-range shot, but if the jab step didn't work, then there was a chance that Hyakuzawa could've leaped to contest the shot, and made contact with the ball.

And, Shun had worked that simple jab-step every day for a few minutes to get it to his current level.

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Another possession and Shun started with his back to Hyakuzawa.

He started to dribble and began pushing back on Hyakuzawa.

Hyakuzawa got into a defensive stance and tried to slow down Shun, but Shun didn't slow down one bit.

Hyakuzawa: ”Oof! How are you this strong?”

Shun might not have Murasakibara's freak strength, but he still was plenty strong, and he was easily able to push back Hyakuzawa ignoring their height and weight difference.

Shun just chuckled, and the moment both of them reached just outside of the paint region, Shun pivoted his front foot back, squared up facing the basket, and leaped up for a jump shot.

Hyakuzawa was stunned by the sudden change from the push to the jump that he jumped quite late. He looked behind him to see the ball bounce off the backboard into the net in a bank shot.

Shun swung his arm, celebrating the success of the score.

Shun: ”Alright! Bank shot for the win.”

Hyakuzawa once again had a question that he wanted the answer to, so he asked his practice partner.

Hyakuzawa: ”Why didn't you keep pushing. You could've easily made it inside.”

Shun set his eyes on his tall friend and spoke.

Shun: ”Hyakuzawa, my whole style is based on making space. If I have space, it gets a lot easier to shoot.

While there was no disadvantage to push to under the basket, but in a real game with other players on the court, I would've definitely encountered another player trying to steal the ball.”

He raised his forearm with a single finger point up and imparted.

Shun: ”Timing is important.

Unlike centers, I don't start in the low post. So, I don't have the time or the short distance to push myself below the basket and lay the ball.

When I do make my way to the basket, it is usually with a speedy dribble.”

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They were once again at the starting position.

Shun stared at Hyakuzawa while swinging the ball like a pendulum.

Hyakuzawa felt tensed, he hadn't able to stop Shun even once, and he had no idea what Shun was going to use.

Finally, after swinging the ball for a while, Shun moved. He did a quick jab step and followed it with bringing the ball up for a jump-shot.

Hyakuzawa immediately jumped for a block, but Shun lowered his hands in a shot-fake.

Hyakuzawa's eyes narrowed in disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

Hyakuzawa: ”Shit, a fake.”

Shun immediately dribbled to the basket. Without jumping, he formlessly chucked the ball to the backboard and made the ball direct itself into the basket. [1]

Shun slowly came to a stop and turned to Hyakuzawa.

Shun: ”Let's call it a day.”

He glanced at the clock in the gym and said.

Shun: ”It is time to leave.”

Hyakuzawa wiped the sweat from his forehead with the hem of his shirt and nodded.

Hyakuzawa: ”Yeah, I just started to feel a little tired.”

Shun nodded and turned to Yuki, he shouted to the other side to the court.

Shun: ”Yuki! We are leaving!”

Yuki stopped what he was doing, looked at Shun, and shouted back.

Yuki: ”Alright! Good Night!”

Shun waved and replied.

Shun: ”Good Night!”

Another day of practice came to an end, with Shun leaving for the gym.

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A/N

From now on, I will be either using the above format or use ”formlessly shot/chuck/threw/any other word” the ball.

I didn't give this note before, so if you guys remember seeing this in previous chapters, think of Shun or Aomine something effortless or crazy.

Let the imagination take over.

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