Wang Yi blocked Thick Eyebrows, sounding the alarm for the entire Lakers team.
The Wang Yi they remembered—the one who could play center—had appeared again tonight.
When King Arthur looked at Wang Yi, a hint of surprise showed in his eyes.
But from that last test, he had already figured out that Wang Yi was indeed very strong in the paint. However, if every possession targeted Wang Yi, it would take a heavy toll on his stamina.
With only enough energy to last him half a game, they'd see how he played in the second half.
More importantly, King Arthur was young and cocky. He knew Wang Yi was a formidable defender in the paint, but he'd once said, "Every time I see him, I take him on."
So now that Wang Yi was guarding the paint, was he supposed to be afraid to attack?
Not a chance.
With Wang Yi stationed in the paint, he had all the more reason to keep attacking it.
Better yet, he could posterize him a few times and knock that arrogance out of him.
So on the next possession, he dribbled outside the three-point line.
Danny was guarding him.
Arthur took off.
No fakes—he relied purely on speed, quickly drawing even with Danny.
He hadn't completely beaten Danny with that first step, but then he used his powerful body to lean into him and force his way toward the basket.
Danny was on the slender side. How could he withstand that pressure? Arthur shoved him back more than three meters in a single step.
That was King Arthur.
You could say he was a younger, enhanced version of James.
His midrange and long-range shooting left something to be desired, but his tank-like drives were nearly unstoppable in the league.
He had the speed