Unlike the others, who were immersed in beautiful fantasies, Sendoh narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Chi Tong with a grave, thoughtful expression.
Clearly, he had picked up on more clues from Chi Tong's words. He was not foolish enough to believe that just anyone could easily enter such a heaven-defying state.
If everyone could truly enter the Limit Domain, then given basketball's long history, someone would have triggered it long ago.
Impossible!
Yet until now, they had never heard even the slightest bit of news about it. Even veteran coaches like Taoka and Anzai had never heard of it.
More importantly, Sendoh recalled what Chi Tong had said earlier on the outdoor court. Combined with his current explanation, the meaning was obvious.
This state called the Limit Domain was probably Chi Tong's final trump card.
And since it was a trump card, it naturally could not be used lightly, much less be something everyone possessed.
That meant entering the Limit Domain definitely required meeting extremely harsh conditions. Perhaps it demanded the utmost talent, perhaps a breakthrough in one's state of mind, or perhaps some other unimaginable threshold. It was absolutely not something one could enter simply by wishing it.
The atmosphere on Sannoh Industrial High School's bench was so heavy it seemed to have frozen solid.
Domoto Goro frowned deeply, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared fixedly at the court. His mind raced as he desperately searched for a way to break Chi Tong's dominance.
Yet no matter how he calculated, Chi Tong's teleportation-like speed, defensive range that covered half the court, and unstoppable finishing ability stood before him like an insurmountable mountain.
After thinking for a long time, he finally let out a dejected sigh. He still could not come up with any method that