The hoop swayed wildly under the tremendous impact, letting out a groan of unbearable strain, as if bowing in submission to the king of the court.
The electronic scoreboard jumped rapidly: Lingnan 118, Sannoh Industrial High School 124!
The gap had instantly narrowed to six points.
Chi Tong landed steadily as the basketball continued to tremble against the rim.
He slowly turned around, his calm gaze sweeping across the Sannoh players, whose faces had gone green and whose eyes were filled with shock. His tone was flat, yet it carried a bone-deep chill and an arrogance that looked down upon everything.
I am the absolute one!
Chi Tong's words crashed into the hearts of the Sannoh players like a heavy hammer.
Looking at the crimson figure on the court, cold and utterly overwhelming, the Sannoh players all stood frozen in place. Their dull eyes were filled with incredulous horror.
That airtight three-man trap, complete with illegal little tricks, still had not been enough to stop him. Their nerves slowly settled, but their expressions grew grave to the extreme. They frowned tightly and stared at Chi Tong, their hearts pounding wildly.
They had never imagined that such a terrifying player existed in this world—someone who could break through the relentless entanglement of three defenders alone, steal the ball in an instant, sprint downcourt, and finish with a thunderous dunk.
Sawakita Eiji took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions, but the heaviness in his chest only grew stronger.
He turned to look at the scoreboard, unable to hide the anxiety in his voice.
"This is bad."
Ichinokura Satoshi's brow furrowed deeply, his hands clenching unconsciously as he cried inwardly, This is terrible. Absolutely terrible!
Trying to trap him again was probably impossible now.
He knew very well that they