Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

Hiroshi Takeuchi retorted defiantly, "My physique is enough to attract girls with skinny arms and legs? Do you think my muscles are just for show?"

Nakamura Taito covered his forehead.

Damn it, the minister's brain has been taken over by muscles.

He looked at Takeuchi Hiroshi's buzz cut: "Minister, why is your head so pointy?"

"Huh?" Takeuchi Hiroshi tucked him under his arm. "Nakamura, you want to spar with me?"

The sight of the strongman locking up the man made Han Chuanyou subconsciously move a little further away from them.

After changing their clothes, it was time for warm-up. They were going to have a 3v3 match to improve their teamwork.

"Hanchuan, catch the ball!"

The sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing. Nakamura Taito tossed the ball in his hand to Kanakawa Yu.

Han Chuan You received the basketball, and three opponents immediately blocked him.

With one person on the left closing in with both hands, Han Chuanyou swayed his body, pretending to break through to the right, but in the instant the opponent shifted their center of gravity, he slapped the ball from behind to the other side, slipping through the gap like an eel.

The second defender stepped up to cover, and he turned around and passed the basketball to his left hand, just past his waist.

Only Takeuchi Hiroshi remained as the last line of defense.

Compared to Takeuchi Hiroshi's towering figure, Han Chuanyu was several points inferior in both muscularity and height.

But for Han Chuan You now, physique is no longer a factor that determines strength. If he were to play professionally, he would be able to easily defeat those two-meter-tall giants.

He stretched out his body, pretending to jump and shoot. Takeuchi Hiroshi instinctively jumped to block the shot, but it turned out to be just a feint.

Han Chuanyou's body suddenly sank down, his arm retracted, and he moved his hand under his side.

A fake shot and a real surprise.

Takeuchi Hiroshi's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously pulled back his strength, turning to the side to try and intercept. However, Hanakawa Yu suddenly turned around again and dribbled past him on the right side like a gust of wind.

He took one last step, leaped lightly, and pushed off with his wrist.

The basketball went into the net smoothly.

"Pretty!"

The basketball team members initially had doubts about Han Chuan You's skills; being good at kendo doesn't mean being good at basketball.

But at this moment, everyone is completely convinced of his abilities.

Their confidence soared during the afternoon's match.

After the fight, Nakamura Taito and another teammate went up to bump fists with Kazukawa Yu, while the others, who lost, were not upset and also went up to give him a high five.

Friendships between boys are that simple.

……

School ended promptly at 3 p.m., and Han Chuan You followed Nakamura Taito to the gymnasium as promised.

At this moment, students gradually took their seats in the stands of the stadium.

He looked around and saw familiar figures. The figures of Miss Kujo and the Yagyu sisters appeared in the first row of the stands, and their appearance drew the attention of the surrounding students.

Han Chuanyou waved and smiled in their direction.

Anna Yagyu's face was full of excitement as she waved enthusiastically at him, while Genon Yagyu was much more reserved, nodding slightly as a greeting.

Nine fox feathers appeared poised and elegant. When she saw him looking over, she curled her red lips and gracefully raised her right hand to wave.

She looked at Yagyu Tsurune beside her: "Tsurune-kun, is the seat next to us taken? Want to join us?"

Looking at the nine fox feathers before her, even as a fellow girl, she couldn't find any flaws in the other's face; it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Recalling this period of time, seeing the girl in front of him getting closer and closer to Han Chuan You, he momentarily forgot to answer.

Anna Yagyu didn't think too much about it: "Let's go together, Fox Feather Sister, it's been a long time."

Kujou Kitsune smiled, pressed down on her skirt, and gracefully sat down beside her: "Anna is as cute as ever."

Inside the court, members of the Qingshan Basketball Club arrived one after another. They were all burly and strong, and their imposing presence suggested they were not to be trifled with.

Nakamura Taito's expression turned serious, and he cautioned, "Kankawa, don't underestimate them. Aoyama has always been a strong competitor of ours, having participated in the national tournament many times. We've always lost more often than we've won against them."

Han Chuanyou nodded: "I know, today is our home turf. It would be too embarrassing to be defeated."

The five people formed a circle, overlapped their palms, and finally pressed down hard.

"come on!"

In the stands, the girls who had originally just come to join in the fun suddenly discovered that their basketball team actually had a handsome guy. They immediately stopped chatting and turned their attention to the court.

Girls who knew Han Chuan You's name even boldly shouted, "Han Chuan! Go for it!"

This shout drew more attention, and some people started taking out their phones to call their friends.

Adolescent girls are at the age when their hearts are beginning to flutter with romantic feelings, so it's easy to imagine how attractive Han Chuan You is to these girls.

Compared to the kendo sparring where the boy's body is obscured by full protective gear, the boy in the loose-fitting jersey is clearly more attractive.

If you happen to catch a glimpse of the boy's agile physique peeking out from under the hem of his shirt as he moves, you've hit the jackpot.

"Kayo-chan, your phone has a good camera, remember to take good pictures later, it would be even better if you could capture Kankawa-kun's abs."

"Heh heh, don't worry, it's all under control!" The girl pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, looking mysterious. "Look what this is? I borrowed it specially from the photography club. I guarantee it can capture even Han Chuan's pores."

She pulled a professional camera with an exaggerated lens from her bag, a lens that could be described as a cannon.

"You even managed to get this astrophotography footage over here, you're my god!"

Chapter 87 Cold River! Sect Rewards

The whispers of the girls next to him reached Kujou Kitsune's ears without missing a single word.

She remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she couldn't help but feel contempt. They were all females driven by hormones; what was so interesting about men's bodies?

Her brows furrowed slightly as she glanced at the camera set up beside her, then looked at the dashing young man on the sidelines, dressed in a jersey that was completely different from his usual style. Suddenly, she felt a little irritated.

At this point, both teams, guided by their instructors, lined up and took to the field, officially entering the preparation phase.

The first half begins.

The whistle blew through the air, and the basketball was tossed high into the air.

Less than 30 seconds into the game, Nakamura Taito dribbled the ball past half-court, faked out the defender, and accurately passed the ball to Kanakawa Yu.

Han Chuanyou received the ball and started his move smoothly. He took three steps and made a layup. His movements were fluid and effortless. Before the defender could react, the ball had already gone in through the backboard.

The score is now 2-0.

A cheer erupted from the stands. Hanchuan Yu patted Nakamura Taito on the shoulder and turned back to defend.

Aoyama clearly didn't take it seriously. Their captain, Arai Yamato, also known as player number 8, glanced at Hanchuan You and simply assumed he was lucky.

Arai Yamato is 1.9 meters tall. Both of his parents are former professional basketball players. He received systematic training from elementary school. His endurance, speed, jumping ability, and shooting skills are almost unmatched among his peers.

Aoyama was able to reach the national competition for three consecutive years because of his ace player.

Unfortunately, he encountered an even more perverted person today.

Han Chuan You believed that no one could be more perverted than him, whether mentally or physically.

Arai Yamato's expression quickly lost its composure.

Han Chuan You received the ball again and shot it from beyond the three-point line. The basketball arced perfectly and swished through the net.

"Keep a close eye on him! Don't let him receive the ball!"

He shouted at his teammates.

The people from Qingshan realized something was wrong and began to keep a close watch on Han Chuanyou, even assigning two players specifically to defend him.

But Han Chuanyou's speed and reaction completely exceeded their expectations. He could pick and roll, make back cuts, and set off-ball screens. He darted through the crowd like an eel and always managed to receive the pass in the most difficult positions.

With three minutes remaining in the first quarter, the score had already widened to 18-10.

Arai Yamato gritted his teeth and personally came to protect Hankawa Yu.

He was genuinely angry. Standing at 1.9 meters tall, he was more than ten centimeters taller than Han Chuanyou, and his wingspan was significantly longer. He spread his arms wide, blocking Han Chuanyou's path like a wall.

Come on.

He glared at Han Chuanyou, his eyes full of resentment.

Han Chuan Yu didn't waste any words with him. His teammate passed the ball to him, and he took the ball and stepped back. Then, he took a step forward with his left foot, and Arai Yamato's body moved back slightly.

In that instant, Han Chuan You found an opening in the defense and shot directly, a three-pointer that went in again.

The rest of the game turned into a one-man show by Han Chuan You. He could break through, shoot jumpers, hit three-pointers, and make assists. Despite Qing Shan's best efforts to defend him, he couldn't stop him in the slightest.

Halfway through the second quarter, the score had become 35-18, with Qingchuan holding a commanding lead.

Arai Yamato's breathing began to become heavy; he had never felt this sense of powerlessness in someone his age.

Time quickly came to the last minute of the first half, and Qingchuan gained possession of the ball.

Takeuchi Hiroshi controlled the ball to run down the clock, then passed it to Kanakawa Yu. Kanakawa Yu received the ball near the center circle, with Arai Yamato standing in front of him and two other defensive players behind him.

The whole place fell silent.

Han Chuan Yu lowered his center of gravity and changed direction repeatedly with his crotch, causing Arai Yamato's center of gravity to sway from side to side.

Suddenly, Yu Hanchuan accelerated with a crossover dribble, breaking through from the right. Yamato Arai desperately tried to follow, but Yu Hanchuan blocked half of his body with his shoulder.

Near the free-throw line, a help defender came up to cover, but Han Chuanyou didn't slow down at all. Instead, he continued to accelerate, squeezing a gap between the two defenders.

He leaped into the air, and Arai Yamato gritted his teeth and jumped up to try to block the shot. His 1.9-meter height and wingspan almost covered the entire rim.

In mid-air, Yu Hanchuan turned his body to the side, used his shoulder to knock away Yamato Arai's arm, and finally, raised his right hand high and slammed the ball into the basket.

"boom!"

Slam dunk.

Goal! Whistle blows! First half ends.

The score was 44-24, with Qingchuan leading by twenty points.

The entire venue erupted in cheers, with the girls' screams nearly lifting the roof off. Some people excitedly stood up and frantically took photos with their phones.

Anna Yagyu's eyes were filled with admiration.

How come the senior is so good at basketball?

She shook her sister's arm, her expression excited: "Sister, look, the senior is so handsome!"

Yagyu Genne was so captivated by the boy's agile figure that she didn't react at all to her sister's movements.

Even Kujou Kitsune had to admit that the boy sweating it out on the basketball court had a unique charm.

only……

"Hanchuan-kun! Look this way!"

"So cool!"

"Ahhh, he smiled! Take a picture, take a picture! Those abs, hehehe..."

The screams of the girls around her rose and fell in waves, making her eardrums feel uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly, shifting her gaze from the boy to the empty dome of the stadium.

It's so noisy, I really want to chase them all away.

Arai Yamato landed on the ground, slumped down, and looked up at the boy who had fallen from the basketball hoop.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the floor, a testament to his despair at this one-sided suppression.

Originally, I just wanted to figure out the strength of our opponents before the national competition qualifiers. It would be better if we won, as it would boost the confidence of the team members. It wouldn't matter if we lost, but I didn't expect to lose so thoroughly.

"Your skills are pretty good, keep it up."

Samkawa Yuu smiled and stretched out his hand towards Arai Yamato.

Arai Yamato was taken aback for a moment, but when he met the boy's harmless smile, he finally took his hand and rekindled his fighting spirit.

"You're strong, but we won't give up easily! Go, Aoyama!"

"come on!"

The other team members shouted along, fully immersed in the game.