An Offense Completely Shut Down (I)

But the two of them were far inferior to Tomokazu Godai in three-point shooting. Their attempts repeatedly missed the mark, instead giving Ryonan opportunities for fast breaks.

Meanwhile, Tomokazu Godai was being glued to by Yueye Hongming, unable to move at all.

No matter which corner he shifted to, Yueye Hongming followed him like an unshakable plaster, arms spread wide as he relentlessly held his position.

At first, Godai Yuka thought he might as well stand still and rest while waiting for his teammates to create an opening. But Yueye Hongming immediately pulled a dirty trick, lightly leaning his body against Godai's shoulder and arm and occasionally exerting a little pressure, as though they were engaged in a silent contest of strength.

Back and forth like this, Godai Yuka could forget about catching his breath. Simply maintaining his balance drained a considerable amount of stamina.

Several times, he tried to suddenly accelerate, shake free, and rush out to receive the ball for a shot. But Yueye Hongming's footwork was astonishingly fast. He always sealed off his path half a step early, not even leaving him room to raise a hand and call for the ball. Godai Yuka?

He clenched his fists, feeling his chest grow tight and stifled, the frustration nearly making him explode.

As the team's core shooter, he was now like a trapped beast with its limbs bound, barely even getting a chance to touch the ball.

At this point, Kinku's most relied-upon three-point firepower had been completely snuffed out by Ryonan.

Yu Zhu's huge hand swung out like an iron fan, firmly swatting away the basketball Nanxiang Guangyilang had shot and sending it flying.

Damn this black monkey! Nanxiang Guangyilang was furious and anxious, veins bulging across his forehead. He could clearly feel that this opponent, half