Akagiri's Demands and Rules (2)

Fukuda Kicchou stood in the lineup, a faint sheen of sweat still clinging to his forehead. He secretly glanced at the red figure standing before everyone. Chi Tong's gaze slowly swept across every face, lingering on Fukuda for half a second before he spoke. "Starting today, you'll split into two teams. There is only one rule for the match: no passing of any kind, except when shooting."

The entire court fell silent. Everyone exchanged looks, their eyes full of confusion.

No passing? Then what kind of game were they supposed to play?

Wasn't basketball all about teamwork?

Yueye Hongming opened his mouth, wanting to ask but not daring to.

Ikegami Ryoji frowned and lowered his head in thought. Even the usually composed Sendoh wore a puzzled expression.

Yet, out of their trust in Chi Tong, none of them raised any objections. Even Fukuda Kicchou, who had always been unconvinced, gritted his teeth and swallowed his words. He had no desire to be the first to speak up, though confusion and restlessness churned within him.

Tiangang Maoyi stood to the side. He was initially taken aback as well, but unlike the players, he did not look lost. Instead, he quickly calmed himself, his brows drawn together as he repeatedly considered the strange rule.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, as if he had abruptly found a beam of light in the darkness.

He sharply turned to Chi Tong, his voice lowered, yet unable to conceal his shock.

"Could it be that you want Fukuda to—"

Chi Tong's expression remained calm as he spoke evenly.

"Cutting to the basket is his strength. Relying on his teammates' passes certainly gives him plenty of opportunities, but once passing is prohibited, he can only rely on himself."

"His instincts are fairly sharp. As long as he learns