Hainan launched a counterattack.
Maki Shinichi and Qing Junce faced each other, their gazes as sharp as eagles', as if they could see through every intention of the other.
However, the basketball was not under Maki Shinichi's control at that moment.
On the other side of the court, Kiyota Nobunaga dribbled the ball and charged toward Shohoku's basket at full speed, his momentum seeming capable of smashing through every obstacle.
But before he had even crossed half court, a sudden voice exploded beside his ear like a muffled thunderclap.
"Watch out..."
The voice came without warning, startling Kiyota Nobunaga so badly that his entire body jolted and his heart nearly leaped into his throat.
The moment the voice fell, a red figure flashed past his eyes like lightning.
Immediately afterward, he felt the ball grow light in his hand. The basketball that had been under his control had vanished without a trace.
"Ah... damn it." Kiyota Nobunaga came to his senses, his expression changing drastically. He hurriedly turned around and saw the person who had snatched the ball away like a phantom.
"Qing Junce..." Shock and fury surged through him. He instinctively wanted to chase after him and take the ball back, but Qing Junce had already opened a gap of several strides between them.
He watched Qing Junce's retreating back, helplessness welling up inside him. All he could do was watch as the other man left him behind.
"Is this guy even human? When did he get close to me? He just flashed past me like that, and my body didn't even have time to react." Kiyota Nobunaga's eyes were wide with terror, his face filled with disbelief.
The other Hainan players immediately stopped when they saw the ball get stolen. They quickly fell back on defense, trying to