The boy's physical abilities were indeed exceptional, and his dunks were highly intimidating. But relying too heavily on dunks made him easy for opponents to target, and in high-intensity games, a single offensive method could hardly remain effective.
The boy looked utterly unconcerned, lightly shaking his head, his tone full of fondness for dunking.
Uh, but layups are so boring. Only when I dunk can I feel that thrill of smashing the rim to pieces.
Dunking is still what I like best.
In his eyes, only dunks could display his strength and make opponents feel fear. That double impact of visual spectacle and raw power was something shooting could never match.
The middle-aged man helplessly rubbed his forehead again and sighed inwardly. So he still won't listen, huh?
On the court, although the second half had only just begun, the situation had already changed dramatically. Great Wall, who had been able to trade blows with Ryonan in the first half and occasionally even create threats, had now visibly fallen into a slump.
Great Wall's players moved with increasingly heavy steps, their defensive reactions slowed, and even their passes began to go astray repeatedly. None of their earlier fighting spirit remained.
Great Wall's carefully planned strategy of targeting Xiangtian Yanyi had now become a complete joke.
They had indeed found a breakthrough at Aida Hikohiko's position and successfully beaten his defense several times, but in return, Ryonan's other four positions had all erupted at once.
Sento's speed and drives, Fukuda Kicchou's impact, Yu Zhu's rim-protecting dominance, and Yueye Hongming's three-point shooting—every one of them was like a sharp blade stabbing viciously into Great Wall's defense.
Great Wall's players stood on the court with faces full of confusion and disbelief. They had never imagined that Ryonan would suddenly undergo such an enormous