The Oppression Brought by Akagiri (1)

This was no longer a matter of temporarily falling behind; Hainan was being completely suppressed by its opponent.

The first half was nearing its end, and Hainan had little time left to attack.

Mu Shenyi stood near midcourt with the ball. Rather than pushing forward as quickly as usual, his gaze slowly swept across Ryonan.

In the end, his eyes settled on Chi Tong. That scarlet figure stood steadily in his own half, hands slightly spread, his posture relaxed yet carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

I can't get my ball stolen again!

Mu Shenyi silently made up his mind. The image of Chi Tong stealing the ball from him again and again still replayed in his mind. He still had not figured out the pattern behind Chi Tong's anticipation, and facing him directly now still carried a high risk of another steal.

He took a deep breath and snapped his wrist. The basketball traced a high arc through the air, crossing half the court and flying precisely toward Jin Soichiro. He chose to temporarily avoid Chi Tong's edge and hand possession to his teammate, allowing the perimeter to seek an offensive opportunity.

Good pass!

Jin Soichiro hurried forward and securely caught the ball, his eyes quickly scanning Ryonan's defense.

After passing, Mu Shenyi did not pause. He rushed toward Chi Tong, leaned slightly forward, and pressed his shoulder against Chi Tong's arm, trying to use his body to hold position and keep him from easily helping defend the perimeter.

This was the best strategy he could think of at the moment: restrain Chi Tong himself and create space for his teammates.

Chi Tong felt the force coming from Maki Shinichi, yet he did not panic in the slightest.

His feet stayed firmly planted on the floor, his center of