Ryonan Advances to the Quarterfinals (3)

It was worth mentioning that Chi Tong had not even used the Eye of Heaven. Against Natsuki Hiroshi's dribbling habits and driving rhythm, his natural eyesight alone had been enough. Every steal was as precise as if it had been calculated in advance. His fingertips always shot out like lightning during the gaps in Natsuki Hiroshi's dribbles, deftly yet irresistibly stripping the ball away.

Three steals meant three fast-break opportunities, and Chi Tong's passing brought the word "exquisite" to its absolute peak.

The first time, just as two defenders closed in on him, he flicked his wrist. The basketball threaded through the gap like a needle, landing precisely in the hands of the sprinting Sendoh for an easy layup.

The second time, he feigned a drive to draw the defense's attention, then suddenly sent a soaring pass to Fukuda Kicchou, who caught it and slammed it home.

The third time, he did not even look under the basket. With only his peripheral vision, he lofted a high pass. Yu Zhu understood immediately, leaping up to complete an alley-oop dunk. The three assists went respectively to Sendoh, Fukuda, Kicchou, and Yu Zhu, without the slightest error.

That relentless barrage struck Jinjiuwu like a sledgehammer, utterly shattering what little fighting spirit they had left.

Natsuki Hiroshi stood rooted to the spot, hands braced on his knees as he panted heavily. His eyes were filled with confusion. He did not even know how he should dribble next, as though every movement would be seen through by his opponent.

The rest of the game completely descended into garbage time. The moment Jinjiuwu's fighting spirit fully dissipated, Chi Tong decisively chose to leave the court.

Though he had stepped off the court, everyone's eyes in the gymnasium remained glued to him as if drawn by