Akagiri's Wildness (I)

Hearing that familiar rhythm, Mu Shenyi froze slightly, then his gaze sharpened. The rhythm had slowed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Maki Shinichi flashed forward and intercepted Chi Tong like a hunting falcon.

At that moment, his aura had risen to its peak. His eyes were as sharp as a beast's, locking onto Chi Tong's every movement. Even his breathing carried an overwhelming pressure.

His muscles were taut, ready at any moment to deal with any drive or pass from Chi Tong, as though he would pounce and seize possession the next second.

Faced with Mu Shen's ferocious aura, Chi Tong remained composed. He stood where he was, calmly dribbling the basketball.

This guy... Mu Shenyi warily thought to himself.

Chi Tong's composure bothered him more than any fierce resistance could have.

He could clearly feel that every dribble from the other side seemed to hammer at his nerves, trying to break his concentration.

Seeing Chi Tong's calmness, Ryonan's players gradually settled down from their earlier agitation. Sento wore a faint smile and unconsciously slowed his pace.

Keeping pace with Chi Tong's rhythm, Yu Zhu took a deep breath, planted himself firmly in the paint again, and his gaze turned resolute.

Yueye Hongming and Fukuda Kicchou adjusted their positions as well, waiting for Chi Tong's command.

They knew that as long as Chi Tong still controlled the tempo, Ryonan would not descend into chaos.

Chi Tong lowered his eyelids slightly. There was not the slightest ripple in his voice as he calmly said, "The stance you're putting on right now is nothing but hollow bluster and fake wildness. It may be useful, but not by much."

"What did you say?"

Mu Shenyi stiffened at first, then his brows abruptly drew together. The green in his eyes seemed to gleam with an