Kneel Before Me (2)

The previously steady rhythm of dribbling abruptly accelerated. The basketball bounced rapidly in his hands as his calm gaze swept over Kishimoto Shiri and Shi Yu Jinping. His tone was indifferent, yet it carried a chill of oppressive force. "You disgust me. Making you fall isn't enough. Kneel before me!"

Ankle Breaker activated!

The basketball rebounded rapidly off the floor, producing sharp, dense echoes.

Chi Tong's wrist turned nimbly, and the basketball continuously shifted directions at his fingertips—left one moment, right the next. Its path was elusive and unpredictable, each dribble landing precisely in the gap when the two men shifted their centers of gravity.

Kishimoto Shiri and Shi Yu Jinping stared fixedly at the basketball, their feet instinctively moving with its rhythm.

They tried to predict Chi Tong's direction of attack, only to find that the ball's rhythm had surpassed the limits of their reactions. Their feet felt filled with lead, increasingly unable to keep up.

Suddenly, Chi Tong flicked his wrist. The basketball rebounded sharply to the left, while his body leaned slightly right, feinting a drive in that direction.

Kishimoto Shiri instinctively slid right to cut off the lane, while Shi Yu Jinping stepped left, trying to intercept the ball's path.

But just as both their centers of gravity were completely thrown off, Chi Tong abruptly changed direction. The basketball gave a light bounce off the floor and instantly returned to his right hand, while he glided left like a phantom, neatly slipping past their defensive blockade.

Kishimoto Shiri and Shi Yu Jinping cried out inwardly at the same time. They tried to adjust their footing, only to find their lower bodies suddenly empty, as if all strength had been drained from their legs. Their legs went weak beyond control, and their knees buckled as they pitched