The ball was blocked, and Antetokounmpo froze for a moment.
His hand had been barely four inches from the rim. It should have been a guaranteed dunk, yet Wang Yi had blocked it. He could hardly believe it.
When he looked back at Wang Yi, he had just one thought: What the hell is he, some kind of monster?
At last, he understood what everyone else thought when they looked at him.
Whenever fans and players saw Antetokounmpo steal the ball in the backcourt, dribble once, and dunk, they all had the same thought: That's not human.
No player had ever been able to pull off a play like that before him.
And now, looking at Wang Yi, Antetokounmpo felt the same way.
He'd already been called a monster himself. Before now, no one had ever blocked one of his dunks like that.
He'd taken off from just inside the free-throw line, less than four inches from it, and glided toward the basket for a dunk. And Wang Yi had still blocked it.
What the hell else could you call that but a monster?
But the spectators and players on the sidelines saw something else entirely.
This was King Kong versus Godzilla.
Two monsters going at it.
After Wang Yi blocked that shot, a system notification appeared in his mind once again:
[Task completion: 4/5.]
Just one more block.
But that final block just wouldn't come.
The Bucks knew how outrageous Wang Yi's blocks were, so they took extra care to keep their shots away from him, making it much harder for him to block them.
With just 20 seconds left in the first quarter, the Kings had possession.
Wang Yi shook his head helplessly.
What the hell? Was he really going to fail a system task for