Taoka Moichi could not help putting himself in the opposing coach's shoes. If he were coaching Meipeng Industrial High School, facing Ryonan's surging comeback, Ye Ben Lisan would most likely adjust his tactics exactly as Chi Tong had just predicted.
Double-team Sento, limit Yu Zhu's help defense from the side, and guard against Chi Tong's help-side traps. Every move made perfect sense.
What a terrifying person!
Once again, he marveled inwardly. This young man was an absolute monster!
The timeout passed quickly. A long, clear whistle rang across the court, signaling its end, and the players from both teams returned to the floor.
The players from Ryonan and Mingpeng Industrial all wore confident expressions, certain victory was within their grasp. Both sides believed they would soon have the other under control. A battle of tactics was about to unfold.
Mingpeng Industrial had possession. Takeuchi Yusi dribbled with her fingertips as she charged toward Ryonan's half, Ye Ben Lisan's instructions echoing in her mind.
Watch out for Chi Tong. Don't give him a chance to steal the ball. If you can't get through, pass quickly!
Her gaze instinctively flicked toward the half court ahead.
Chi Tong was already standing outside the three-point line, his arms slightly spread and his eyes fixed on her. His calm gaze startled her. Then her eyes sharpened, and she accelerated, hoping to break through before he had fully set his defense.
But the moment she entered Ryonan's half, Chi Tong appeared directly in front of her, as if he had anticipated her route.
Chi Tong spread his arms, his nimble feet moving to an invisible rhythm. When Takeuchi Yusi moved left, he slid left with her. When she feinted right, he immediately shifted right. Every movement cut off her driving lane precisely, leaving no opening at