Sendoh was taken aback for a moment, then nodded lightly, agreeing with that assessment.
Indeed, Chi Tong's strength was worthy of such drastic measures.
Besides you and Chi Tong, the others were nothing to fear.
Ichinokura Satoshi's gaze swept over Ryonan's other players, his tone carrying a hint of disdain. "As long as we can contain the two of you, Ryonan is finished. That would truly be my honor."
A faint smile tugged at Sendoh's lips, but his eyes grew sharper. "Still, I advise you not to underestimate my teammates. They aren't as weak as you think."
"I admit they have some ability, but who do you think we are?"
Fukatsu Kazunari snorted inwardly, his voice carrying Sannoh's distinctive pride. "We are Sannoh Industrial High School!"
The moment he finished speaking, Fukatsu Kazunari stopped wasting words. With a sharp flick of his wrist, the basketball streaked away in an orange-yellow blur, flying precisely toward an opening in Ryonan's paint.
Almost the instant the ball left his hand, Masashi Kawata charged into Ryonan's interior like a tiger and caught it cleanly.
The instant he got the ball, Uozumi and Fukuda Kicchou reacted, double-teaming him and blocking his path tightly.
Yet Masashi Kawata did not panic in the face of the double team. He let out a low roar and explosively drove with both arms, using brute force to shove aside the relatively weaker Fukuda Kicchou.
Taking advantage of the opening exposed in that instant, he spun swiftly, planted both feet, and leaped. Holding the ball aloft in both hands, he smashed it toward the hoop against Yu Zhu's block.
The deafening sound of the dunk echoed through the gymnasium as Masashi Kawata forced the ball into Ryonan's basket through the defense.
The hoop shook violently, and the electronic scoreboard changed.
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