The next opponent (II)

After all, Takeda Shinkai had coached for many years, and even against the strongest teams in the country, he had never felt so unsure of himself.

Tamakoshiba immediately stood up and asked urgently, "Coach, if even you're saying that, is Ryonan really that strong?"

"Are all their players as good as Chi Tong and Ling Yu?"

Takeda Shinkai shook his head and sighed helplessly. "If I hadn't seen the game footage myself, I would have found it hard to believe too. But that's the truth. You'll understand the details once you watch the footage."

He paused, taking in his players' nervous expressions, then added, "But you don't need to worry too much. Ryonan may be strong overall, but they aren't without weaknesses. Apart from their three core players, Chi Tong, Ling Yu, Sendoh, and Yu Zhu, the others are all pretty ordinary. Their substitutes in particular are clearly lacking in depth. We can use that to develop a targeted strategy. If we first cut off the connections between their core players, then focus our attacks on their weak points, we'll still have a chance to win."

At the White Egret Hotel, sunlight streamed through the windows onto the floor, and the cozy warmth made it hard not to feel sleepy.

Yueye Hongming let out a huge yawn, tears welling at the corners of his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes and drawled lazily, "Oh... ah, I'm so sleepy. Hiroshima's weather is way too comfortable!"

"The moment I sit down, I want to sleep."

As he spoke, he burrowed farther into the sofa, looking ready to doze off at any moment.

Ikegami Ryoji sat in a nearby armchair with a basketball magazine in his hands. He glanced up and couldn't resist saying, "Hey, if you sleep now, will you still be able