Victory Was Always Ours at Ryonan (2)

He could not have been more satisfied with Maki Shinichi's performance.

As the laughter died down, Takato Riki dropped his joking expression. His gaze swept over the Hainan players standing nearby, and his tone grew more serious. "As for Ryonan, I assume you've already studied them thoroughly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on Hainan nodded and answered in unison, "Understood."

To prepare for this game, they had specifically run multiple simulation drills against Ryonan's tactics. The countermeasures had long since been drilled into their minds.

Seeing his players' expressions, Takato Riki nodded in satisfaction, though he still reminded them, "Mm, very good."

"However, practice is still just practice. There are far more variables in an actual game than in simulations."

"Ryonan's Chi Tong and Sendoh are both players who excel at adjusting on the fly. They may come up with new tactics, so everything will depend on your ability to adapt on the court."

He paused, then turned his gaze back to Mu Shenyi and spoke with trust in his voice. "A Mu, I'll leave the on-court command to you. I trust your judgment."

"Yes," Mu Shenyi answered first, and the other players followed with a unified response.

In Ryonan's locker room, Tiangang Maoyi stood at the very front of the team with his hands behind his back. Though he had long been overwhelmed with excitement, he still maintained a coach's composure on the surface. His gaze swept across the players before him as he said in a low voice, "Today is the final game of our tournament. Our opponent is Hainan. You should all understand what that means, Ryonan!"

Everyone straightened their backs, staring at Tiangang Maoyi with solemn expressions. Even their breathing grew lighter.

Aside from Chi Tong, who remained calm as ever, everyone else quietly