He tightened his fists slightly, thinking to himself.
But tactics still depended on people to execute them. Given the current strength of Ryonan's players, only Sendoh could barely keep up with the pace. The others would probably struggle to hold their own under intense pressure.
If you really face us at Sannoh, our relentless pressure will most likely throw you off your rhythm. What will you do then?
At that thought, Sawakita's lips curled upward, excitement flashing in his eyes.
He could hardly wait to face Ryonan and clash with Chi Tong on the court again.
This time, he wanted to see whether Chi Tong's tactics could withstand Sannoh's overwhelming strength without the constraints they had faced in middle school.
Throughout halftime, the gym was scarcely quiet for a moment. In the stands, in the corridor rest areas, and even beside the drink stalls, everyone was heatedly discussing the showdown between Ryonan and Mingpeng Industrial.
The spectators who had been scattered around unconsciously gathered into small circles, all talking about the offensive and defensive plays they had just witnessed.
Before the game began, almost nobody had doubted Mingpeng Industrial High School's advantage. After all, the team consistently ranked among the final four and had an undisputed centerpiece in Morishige Hiroshi. Its overpowering style and steady performances had long left a deep impression.
Many spectators believed Mingpeng Industrial had the advantage over Ryonan.
But nobody had expected Ryonan, the dark horse that had suddenly emerged this year, to force the game into such a tight battle.
In the final minutes of the first half, they had not only weathered Mingpeng Industrial's fierce attacks but also fought their way back on the scoreboard.
Ryonan had even begun to show signs of gaining the upper hand over Meihou Industrial.
That sudden reversal left