His eyes widened, and his heart suddenly sank.
After landing, he hurriedly turned his head and saw Chi Tong standing behind him, his hands still held in the posture of a completed pass.
Clearly, Chi Tong had made that steal just now.
When had it happened? Fujima Kenji was filled with shock. He had clearly gotten around Chi Tong just now, so how had Chi Tong caught up so quickly?
The next instant, Fujima Kenji's pupils contracted sharply as a thought flashed through his mind. Could it be that Chi Tong had deliberately suppressed his own pace for the previous two minutes?
He suddenly recalled that when Ryonan had played Shohoku, Chi Tong seemed to have used this very move.
That was it. It had to be!
Damn it, how had I forgotten about that?
Fujima Kenji silently blamed himself. He had been as cautious as possible, yet he had still overlooked this crucial detail.
At that moment, the stolen basketball had already flown into the hands of Fukuda Kicchou on the perimeter. Fukuda Kicchou stood beyond the three-point line with no defender in front of him. It was a perfect open opportunity, and without the slightest hesitation, he clutched the ball and sprinted toward Shoyo's half.
Stop him!
Fujima Kenji shouted anxiously from behind, his voice carrying a trace of panic.
Only then did Shoyo's players react, turning and chasing after Fukuda Kicchou.
Takano Shoichi gave chase with all his strength, but even so, they were still a step too late.
Shoyo's players had started much later, and although Fukuda Kicchou was not Ryonan's fastest player, he was still not someone Shoyo could easily catch while sprinting at full speed.
Soon, Fukuda Kicchou charged into Shoyo's paint. He took a deep breath, locked his gaze onto the basket ahead,