In the end, James made 4 of 5 shots.
Curry and Wang Yi both went 5 for 5.
That meant James was eliminated. Curry and Wang Yi continued trading LOGO threes.
Curry kept shooting until his ninth shot, which was finally a miss.
Wang Yi was still making them after his ninth shot.
The tenth, the eleventh, the twelfth.
Each time he sank one, the crowd let out a tremendous gasp.
The thirteenth.
"Oh!"
The fourteenth.
"Oh—"
The fifteenth.
"Oh—"
He shot faster and faster, and the crowd's cheers grew louder and louder.
He didn't miss until his nineteenth shot.
At that moment, Chantelle, the female DJ at the arena, announced in an unusually gruff voice, "Eighteen straight LOGO threes! Besides the Shooting Guard Wang Yi from the East, who else is there—"
The entire crowd answered in unison:
"Nobody!"
In front of a TV, one viewer said:
"Damn, that pregame warm-up got me fired up."
Another replied, "Wasn't that better than yesterday's Three-Point Contest?"
"If these three had taken part in yesterday's Three-Point Contest, it would've been the best one in history."
At the arena, Xiao Hua silently shook his head.
Actually, the league had invited Curry and Wang Yi to this year's Three-Point Contest. They had even specifically invited James. If those three had shown up, this year's contest would have had a lot more to offer.
But none of them had participated.
It was a real disappointment.
Just then, Wang Yi headed to the other half of the court.
Generally speaking, it was a major faux pas to go onto the other half during pregame warm-ups.
It could be seen as a provocation.
Sure enough, Antetokounmpo, Durant, and the others on the other half turned to look at him, their expressions serious.
Wang Yi simply waved at