Hearing this, Sawakita Eiji froze slightly. Then, as if he had remembered something, an excited grin suddenly spread across his face, and the fighting spirit in his eyes nearly overflowed.
He turned to look toward the center of the court, where Chi Tong was calmly sorting through Ryonan's offensive rhythm.
The wild-sand phantom behind Sendoh still radiated an intimidating presence. The coordination between the two was seamless, and Sawakita took it all to heart. Chi Tong, Sento... a meeting in the finals is becoming more and more exciting!
After thinking that, he immediately quickened his pace to catch up with Kazunari Fukatsu and headed toward the tunnel entrance.
The other Sannoh players exchanged looks, uncertainty showing in their eyes.
In the end, they looked at one another, then rose to their feet as well. Without saying a word, they followed behind the two and filed out of the stands in a grand procession.
The cheers in the arena continued, but they could no longer draw even the slightest bit of attention from them.
On the other side of the stands, the Hainan players wore equally grave expressions.
Kiyota Nobunaga's voice trembled faintly as he said, "Shohoku really seems to be in serious trouble!"
What was happening on the court was so bizarre and suffocating that it had genuinely frightened him.
Shohoku's five players were being firmly suppressed by Ryonan, without even the slightest chance to catch their breath.
They hit walls everywhere on offense, while their defense was riddled with holes. No matter how one looked at it, they seemed to have reached the edge of utter despair. They were finished!
This was the first time he had ever seen such a hopeless situation on a basketball court. Ryonan seemed to have laid down an all-encompassing net in advance, completely