Who should the kill be handed over to?

After the timeout, the Clippers offense resumed.

Wang Yi was still primarily defending Leonard.

Since he no longer had the Deathly Embrace experience card, Wang Yi needed to defend with even more desperation.

Offense relied more on talent, but defense was more about willingness.

Even with average talent, one could play incredibly strong defense if they went all out.

Take Mad Dog Beverley, for example.

At this moment, Wang Yi had made up his mind: he would defend with his life!

When Leonard wanted to receive the ball, he kept fronting him, disrupting his catch.

At the same time, he constantly engaged in physical contact with him.

Although he was at a disadvantage physically, constantly applying pressure like this could greatly deplete Leonard's stamina.

And when Leonard had the ball, Wang Yi continuously disrupted his dribble.

Making it extremely uncomfortable for him to either catch or dribble the ball.

If catching and dribbling were uncomfortable, he would lose his rhythm.

And once his rhythm was lost, his shooting percentage would drop.

As expected, in the next few minutes, Leonard went 1-for-4 on mid-range shots.

And 0-for-1 from three-point range.

As for George, he was also defended by James, going 1-for-3.

On the Lakers' side, Wang Yi's shooting wasn't as accurate due to significant fatigue.

But even so, during this period, he still made 2 out of 4 three-pointers.

With the momentum shifting, the Lakers had built a five-point lead.

However, at this point, the Clippers' shooters started to find their rhythm.

They hit consecutive three-pointers.

Even Coach Rondo managed to sink a three-pointer.

In the end, the suspense of the game lasted until the final 28 seconds.

115 to 117!

The Clippers led by two points.

Lakers ball.

At this moment, whether it was the live audience, viewers in front of their TVs, or those watching on computers and phones, their hearts raced and palms sweated.

Almost all the spectators in the arena were on their feet watching the game.

Many female viewers clasped their hands in front of their chests, heads bowed, praying silently.

On the large screen in the arena, the camera kept cutting between James and Wang Yi.

This next possession was crucial.

James was the team's leader, its brain, and its offensive engine.

It was natural for him to take the shot.

However, Wang Yi's three-point shooting had been terrifying this game, hitting 8 out of 12.

Handing it to him didn't seem wrong either.

What would be the choice?

In the Tencent NBA Live Broadcast Room.

Meina also clenched her hands nervously.

Wang Meng said, "This game is exciting!"

Su Qun agreed, "Exciting!"

Wang Meng posed the question again:

"The importance of this Lakers possession is self-evident. If they score and defend successfully, the Lakers will win the city derby, and their ranking will improve by one spot. They will also have a psychological advantage if they meet the Clippers in the playoffs. Teacher Su, who do you think the final shot will go to?"

Su Qun smiled and said:

"The camera work on-site has already given the answer. James is definitely the first choice. If Wang Yi has an opportunity, he's also a great option. However, there's one thing: Wang Yi has always played in garbage time before. He's never played in such a close game. He's also never taken such an important shot. Whether he can withstand the psychological pressure and make the shot is a question."

Wang Meng deeply agreed and said with anticipation:

"Then let's wait and see!"

On the barrage of comments, the haters reappeared.

Give me a break, relying on him for a key shot, heh.

"James is going to pass the blame again. Everyone, brace yourselves for the handover."

"Can Wang Yi handle this pressure? Look at his scrawny physique."

The atmosphere in the arena was heavy.

People weren't even paying attention to the cheerleaders' performance during the timeout.

Even some of the Lakers players were starting to get nervous.

Several players sitting on the bench were clenching their fists, silently praying.

Caruso kept wiping sweat from his brow with a towel.

Drummond gulped down water.

James, however, wasn't too tense at the moment.

He had weathered too many storms; this game, by comparison, was nothing.

There was one other person who wasn't tense: Wang Yi.

Not only was he not nervous, but his eyes were shining.

His blood was boiling.

Even though his stamina had been significantly depleted earlier, under the surge of adrenaline now, he didn't feel tired at all.

He was excited, thrilled!

His only feeling about participating in such a battle was exhilaration.

This was his innate trait.

Since elementary school, he had participated in almost every kind of competition imaginable.

Jump rope competitions, table tennis matches, calligraphy contests, English competitions, math Olympiads, sports days...

During competitions, most people would get nervous.

So nervous they'd go to the bathroom multiple times.

But Wang Yi wouldn't.

The more intense and crucial the competition, the more excited he became.

He loved competition; he craved it.

This trait was something he was born with.

Coach Vogel also noticed Wang Yi's excitement.

He was quite surprised.

He rarely saw a player who became more excited the more tense and critical the game became.

And usually, such players performed even better in crucial moments.

He couldn't help but ask, "Wang, if I were to give you this shot, how do you feel about it?"

Many players were slightly taken aback.

Wang Yi had performed exceptionally well in this game.

But could he handle such a crucial shot, given to a ten-day contract player?

After all, the psychological pressure on players increased exponentially in critical moments.

Under immense pressure, would his three-point shot still be as steady?

Most people felt it was unlikely for a ten-day contract player.

Let alone a short-term contract player, many starting players on teams wouldn't dare to take such a shot in a critical moment.

Therefore, such plays were usually reserved for the star player.

It was truly unexpected for the coach to ask Wang Yi this.

However, upon hearing the question, Wang Yi didn't hesitate for even a second.

He said without hesitation, "I think it's great."

The others were even more astonished.

Where did a ten-day contract player get such confidence?

Didn't he feel any pressure at all?

Naturally, Wang Yi couldn't explain that he got more excited in crucial moments.

He simply said, "I'm just a ten-day contract player. If I make it, people will say I'm cool, and all sorts of praise will follow. If I miss, everyone will just blame the person who passed me the ball, asking why they gave such a critical shot to a ten-day contract player. So, the pressure is on you guys, not me."

His words left everyone speechless.

At the same time, they all burst into laughter.

In such a tense atmosphere, Wang Yi's words undoubtedly eased everyone's tension.

It allowed them to relax a little.

However, James spoke up at this moment:

"Wang, don't run any plays later. Just lurk in the left corner beyond the three-point line. I'll drive into the paint. The Clippers will think I wouldn't give you this crucial shot, so they'll definitely swarm me in the paint. That's when I'll pass you the ball."

Wang Yi nodded excitedly, "Understood!"