The 76ers sent all five players to double-team Wang Yi, including Harden and the Great Emperor, Embiid.
They completely ignored the Kings' other four players.
Under normal circumstances, a player surrounded by five defenders would have no options. No matter how strong you were, you couldn't beat five people by yourself.
But Wang Yi was different.
He had the ability to shoot from the backcourt.
His range was the entire court.
Though five defenders had him trapped in the backcourt, he could move around in that vast space, use screens, and look for a way to break through their coverage.
He kept trying to squeeze through the gaps between them, but didn't immediately burst into action. Instead, he swayed from side to side, watching their footwork.
At last, he made his way to the frontcourt.
The commentators were at a loss for words when they saw the five-on-one.
"If I remember correctly, this is only the second time I've ever seen a five-on-one."
"And both times, the target was the same person: Wang Yi."
"That shows just how much havoc Wang Yi can wreak on the court."
Meanwhile, back in China,
the comments in Jingyu's livestream were flying by.
"Have they no shame?"
"Five on one? Absolutely shameless."
Xu Jingyu was still pounding the table and shouting furiously:
"Five on one! I've never seen anything like it. The 76ers really went and did it. Xiao Hua, don't you care that a five-on-one game has no entertainment value? Do you even want to make money?"
The Kings players on the court were speechless, too. On the sideline, the reserves jumped up and down, cursing:
"What a bunch of despicable, shameless scumbags!"
"They've really gone all out to stop Wang from breaking the record."
"I could put up with three on one,