Akagiri's Wildness (II)

Off the court, Takato Riki sprang up from his chair, his face flushed red with shock as he roared at the court, "Stop him! Don't let him take over!"

"Stop him!"

As he watched Chi Tong break through Mu Shenyi's defense, all that remained in his heart was panic.

Kiyota Nobunaga and Muto Tadashi lunged at Chi Tong almost simultaneously. One on the left and one on the right, they formed a pincer attack, raising their arms to seal off Chi Tong's path.

But when they were still two steps away from Chi Tong, the wild aura radiating from his body suddenly surged, an almost tangible pressure crashing into them head-on.

Kiyota Nobunaga's steps abruptly froze. Every muscle in his body stiffened at once, and his raised arm hung rigidly in midair, even his fingertips trembling faintly.

He could clearly sense the terror contained within that aura. If he took even one more step forward, he would be torn apart in an instant like fragile prey.

That instinctive fear made his breathing quicken, leaving his mind completely blank.

Muto Tadashi was no better off. He had intended to cut off Chi Tong's dribble from the side, but the moment he came into contact with that aura, his body came to an abrupt halt.

His fingertips turned cold, sweat trickled down his back, and as he stared at Chi Tong's retreating figure, he could not even muster the courage to take another step.

The two stood frozen in place as if they had been hit by a paralysis spell, watching helplessly as Chi Tong calmly dribbled between them without being able to make even the slightest move to stop him.

After breaking through the double-team, Chi Tong charged toward Hainan's basket like an arrow loosed from a bow.

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