Everyone's Doubts (1)

Yunnan 29, Daiei Academy 25. Time ticked away second by second as the fierce game continued on the court. The players' sneakers screeched against the floor, while the cheers from the stands never ceased.

Yet no one noticed that the momentum on the court had quietly shifted without anyone realizing it. What had once been an evenly matched contest was gradually tilting to one side.

Daiei Academy's players slowly lost their earlier sharpness and began falling into a disadvantage step by step.

Their running slowed, and there was less certainty in their eyes whenever they passed the ball.

The most obvious change was on offense. Daiei Academy's offensive rhythm became increasingly sluggish, as though they were tangled in an invisible net.

Several times, the players either hurriedly passed under the tight pressure of Ryonan's players or failed to catch passes from their teammates. Mistakes came one after another, further widening the score gap between the two teams. The cheers from the fans supporting Ryonan grew louder and louder.

Suddenly, a thunderous crash shattered the arena's din. Fukuda Kiccho leaped high into the air and slammed the basketball steadily into the hoop.

Then the numbers on the scoreboard changed once more, clearly displaying the latest score: Yunnan 42, Daiei Academy 32.

Through one exchange of offense and defense after another, the gap had unknowingly widened to ten points.

Daiei Academy's players stood on the court, their chests heaving violently as they began panting heavily. Sweat seeped from their foreheads and ran down their cheeks, soaking their collars. Their once-neat formation had also loosened due to the drain on their stamina.

Xuecun Xinge raised a hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his fingertips wet with perspiration.

Looking at Ryonan's players, who still seemed full of energy, a grave expression appeared