After Sento saw that unruly face clearly, he could not help crying out in surprise.
The one blocking him was none other than Sannoh Industrial High School's ace, Sawakita Eiji!
In such a short time, he had sprinted back from the other side of the court and pulled off an unbelievable chase-down block!
Sawakita Eiji landed steadily and flashed Sendoh a grin, his tone dripping with provocation.
"Sento, I won't let you score that easily!"
The swatted basketball slammed heavily onto the floor before rolling out of bounds.
The referee's whistle sounded at just the right moment, ruling the ball out of bounds.
With Ryonan retaining possession, the opening exchange of offense and defense from both sides had stunned everyone watching. The intensity was so fierce that no one could look away.
Fast—far too fast!
From Sannoh's offense to Ryonan's counterattack, not even twenty seconds had passed. One could only imagine how fast both teams' offense and defense had been!
"My God, I didn't even see what just happened. Both sides moved so fast!"
"So this is the final? Isn't this way too outrageous?"
"Shohoku aside, I never expected Ryonan to be no weaker than Shohoku. I thought Ryonan would be suppressed by Shohoku, but now it looks like this game is still worth watching."
Ryonan inbounded the ball directly into Chi Tong's hands. Almost the instant Chi Tong caught it, a white figure shadowed him, shifting sideways in two swift steps and firmly blocking his path.
The two locked eyes. One pair of mismatched pupils was as still as an ancient well; the other was black as an abyss, cold and piercing. In an instant, the standoff became taut as a drawn bowstring.
Chi Tong dribbled at an unhurried rhythm, lowering his body slightly as his center of gravity