The Thunder head coach continued:
"I expect you starters to build a lead of more than 10 points before Wang Yi comes on. Can you do it?"
The five starters had been at each other's throats, turning the team into a disorganized mess. But today, to face their common enemy, Wang Yi, they had finally joined forces.
All five shouted in unison, "We can!"
For the first time, their voices rang out in perfect unison, loud and clear.
Inside the Kings' locker room,
the mood was quite relaxed.
Whether it was head coach De'Anthony or the other players, they were all surprised and delighted that Wang Yi had pulled off a mid-range, space-creating jump shot.
Rose, usually a man of few words, couldn't help patting Wang Yi on the back.
"Wang, that move was incredible."
Wang Yi nodded. "Thanks."
Tures was excited, too. "Boss, that move of yours was something else. Their bench didn't know what hit them."
Head coach De'Anthony twirled his silvery-white mustache and said to Wang Yi, "I didn't expect you to have secretly picked up a new trick while you were retired."
Wang Yi shook his head. "Oh, it was nothing. Just messing around."
Everyone was speechless.
If he was that good just messing around, what would he be like if he really practiced?
They had never seen a player in history pull off mid-range alley-oop jump shots with such ease.
With a move like that in Wang Yi's arsenal, combined with his Basketball IQ and passing instincts, the opposing team would have no idea how to defend him.
Of course, the Kings' most pressing problem wasn't their bench. It was their Starting Lineup.
The Starting Lineup was already at a disadvantage against the Thunder's starters, and now they were consistently falling more than 10 points