Over on Ryonan's side, they did the same. Chi Tong waved his hand, and all the starters left the court. Xiangtian Yanyi and Fukuda Kicchou took the floor with three substitute players.
Time seemed to stretch tenfold, every second so heavy it made people drowsy.
Finally, after nearly forty minutes of sleepy monotony and mechanical positioning, the halftime buzzer rang like salvation. The scoreboard froze at Ryonan 140:40!
A full 100-point gap. Not only did this break the record for the largest point difference in the current qualifiers, but Ryonan had also broken that record twice in a single day.
They had beaten Kawanobe by 82 points that morning, then won by a full 100 points that afternoon!
Silence!
The entire arena was deathly quiet at first, before low murmurs spread like a tide.
So this was Ryonan?
They were way too strong!
A 100-point difference? That was absurd!
Wow, my god. Ryonan was already strong last year, but this year, it was like they had become an entirely different team.
Hey, did you notice? That first-year captain never even stepped onto the court. This year's Ryonan was incredible!
After the game, Ryonan's players filed out one after another, their movements steady and their expressions calm, as though they had just finished an ordinary practice session.
A few of the substitutes, on the other hand, could not help cheering under their breaths. They high-fived each other, their eyes shining.
For them, getting on the court, scoring points, and winning an official match were already rare honors.
Yet none of that noise disturbed Chi Tong in the slightest. He remained expressionless, neither smiling nor looking pleased with himself. There was only an almost ruthless indifference on his face.
It was as though today's two games were merely pebbles beneath his feet