Sawakita Eiji was far stronger than he had been in middle school. Both the variety of his offensive moves and the precision of his on-court judgment had reached an entirely new level.
Just as Chi Tong was deep in thought, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out from the darkness of his consciousness.
What a surprise. I never imagined basketball in this world could reach this level. It seems I used to view things far too simply.
The voice that suddenly arose in the darkness of his consciousness carried a hint of wonder, along with a faint note of scrutiny. In the real world, Chi Tong frowned slightly, his fingers unconsciously tightening around the railing.
The voice was both unfamiliar and familiar-that same voice he despised. Chi Tong's expression did not change, and his gaze remained on the court below as he replied inwardly, What are you trying to say?
Although he hated the voice, he had no way to ignore it. After all, it represented another part of himself.
The voice in the darkness of his consciousness did not beat around the bush. You must have noticed it too. Sannoh Industrial High School's strength probably goes beyond what they showed today. So what?
Chi Tong's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation. Unshakable confidence flashed in his mismatched eyes.
No matter how much strength they hide, I am absolute. As long as I want to win, there is no game I cannot win.
A brief silence fell over the darkness of his consciousness. Several seconds passed before the voice spoke again, its tone more complicated than before.
Nothing in this world is absolute. Even those who stand at its pinnacle face things beyond their power. Sannoh-
Industrial High School's deep foundations cannot be shaken by conviction alone. *Only the