Part- 418:

  But just before it could reach the hoop, Tariq leaped to block, his hand spping the ball as it passed. The ball veered off course, boung off the rim and into the hands of Robi, who was there to up the rebound. He quickly sent the ball back out to James, who prepared for atempt.

  Kiyoshi, who had been watg all of this ily, looked over to his teammates, his expression one of genuine respect. He could tell that James wasn’t just lucky—this kid had something special. It was raw, unpolished, but it was there. And it was only a matter of time before James would start to fully uand the game and make it his own.

  Team 1’s pyers were now energized, feeding off the energy James had brought to the court. Faisal called out to Adnan, “Let’s move, guys! We’ve got this!”

  And so the game tinued, with James and his teammates pushing forward, each possession more inteha. The court was alive with the rhythm of basketball, and James was ihick of it. His earlier shots had proven that he was capable of greatness, but now, as the game stretched on, he khat he was just beginning to scratch the surface of what he could aplish.

  Kiyoshi, still watg from the sidelines, was more determihao see how far James could go. And in that moment, the game was far from over. The shod awe still hung in the air, but the petition was only just heating up.

  The game had taken on a new energy now, the iy building as the pyers realized they were witnessing somethiraordinary. Kiyoshi, still in disbelief from James's earlier shots, had ohing on his mind: to test James, to see just how far his talent truly went. He khat pyers like James didn’t e around often, and he was determio ualy what kind of force this new pyer could be.

  The whistle blew, signaling a brief pause in the game. Kiyoshi called the ball over to James, a glint of determination in his eyes. “Alright, James. Let’s see if you keep up the momentum. I’ll keep passing, you just keep shooting.”

  James, feeling the weight of the challenge, nodded. He could feel his adrenaline pumping, his body already anticipating the py. He wasn’t about to let the team down now, especially after surprising everyoh his first two shots. This was his ce to show them all that he was more than just a lucky shot—he yer to be reed with.

  Kiyoshi passed the ball to him from the top of the key, his eyes narrowed, ready to watch the results. Without hesitation, James caught it ly(with King’s Palm), his fingers gripping the ball as his mind shifted into focus. He took a deep breath and activated his retly discovered Bullseye skill, a special ability that had amplified his focus and accura every shot to 100%.