The arena felt like it was on the verge of bursting.
Every seat was filled now, every cheer deafening, and every move made by Marcus and Kai drew the audience deeper into the intense game unfolding before their eyes.
On the court, the duo played as if they had been teammates for years, not rivals moments ago. For some, they even looked like a father-and-son duo with how well they read each other's minds!
Max clutched the ball and glanced at his options. His eyes darted between Caleb and Jimmy, but his instincts screamed one thing: give it to either Kai or Marcus. He knew that these two would shoot without any hesitation and would most likely make it in.
With that, he lobbed a clean pass to Marcus, who immediately drove forward with explosive speed.
"How many points is that now?" Zheng muttered from the bench, staring at the scoreboard in disbelief.
"Eighteen points," Muyang bitterly replied.