The Bewildered Miuradai (2)

The sound of the basketball striking the floor still echoed in the ears of everyone from Sanputai. But they waited and waited, and the longer they waited, the stranger it felt.

Something was seriously wrong!

Why did the sound seem to be getting farther and farther away?

They finally sensed that something was off and turned around suspiciously.

What they saw made the heads of everyone from Miuradai buzz as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

Chi Tong was steadily dribbling the ball toward Miuradai's basket, while Araki Kazuo sprinted desperately after him with a livid expression.

What was going on?

How had Araki Kazuo been stripped of the ball?

When had the steal happened?

Hadn't he already gotten past his opponent?

A string of question marks exploded in the minds of the Sanpudai players.

Before they had time to think, everyone from Sanputai jolted awake and turned to run back.

But Chi Tong had already crossed midcourt, plunging into Sanputai's territory like a sharp blade. He was not particularly fast, yet he moved with overwhelming composure.

Chi Tong drove straight into the paint, lightly leaped into the air, and flicked his wrist. The basketball traced a low arc and cleanly swished through the net.

Ryonan 58:32 Miuradai

Cun Yu Jianwu strode up to Araki Kazuo, lowering his voice, but the challenge in it was impossible to ignore. "Araki, what the hell happened?"

"How did your ball somehow end up in the other side's hands?"

Araki Kazuo's lips moved, his face flushing red, but he could not explain himself for a long while. In the end, he could only lower his head and force out, "I-I was stripped."

"Stripped?"

Cun Yu Jianwu frowned, his eyes full of confusion. "Didn't you already get past him?"

"How