Racing the Daunting Slope Chapter 41

"The reaction is very fast!" The tall man stepped forward again and cut off Sawyer Huo's path when he wanted to lay up from the left.

Sawyer Huo continued to dribble, and the basketball passed through his hips in his left hand and right hand and kept switching.

Pass it to me!

Grayson Kou stood aside and watched. When he was about to speak, Sawyer Huo suddenly made a move, hooking the ball from under the tall man's left arm with his right hand. The ball was thrown up from behind him and flew diagonally toward the basket from below.

"Holy Sh!t," the tall man said with his hand back, failing to stop the ball. He turned around and looked at the ball that had fallen into the basket, "Is this the ancestral basketball of your high school basketball team?"