Nowadays, the lanky kid was still two years away from being eligible for the draft.
In the NBA draft projections for his class, he was currently ranked third.
The only player ahead of him was a Chinese guy.
In any case, no matter how badly he did, he was sure to be picked in the First Round.
And once he was drafted, he'd definitely get to meet Wang Yi.
The moment he saw Wang Yi's dunk, he shot to his feet.
He roared and swung his fists with all his might.
When Wang Yi shattered the backboard, the lanky kid leaped into the air, pumping his fists and bellowing.
That kid was none other than Juan.
The other Eastern center he'd mentioned was naturally Pang Bo.
They had both started playing basketball because of Wang Yi.
Meanwhile, in the conference room at the Grizzlies' home arena in Phoenix, United States,
the moment Wang Yi shattered the backboard, everyone on the Grizzlies turned to look at Morant.
Morant's scalp was tingling.
What kind of freak could shatter a backboard with a dunk and bring down the entire hoop along with it?
Noticing his teammates staring at him, Morant shook his head, then asked,
"Why are you all looking at me?"
His teammates kept staring at him, not saying a word.
But Morant knew what they meant.
What was Morant's greatest strength?
Dunking, of course.
And not just any dunk—posterizing people.
Whenever he saw a big center on the opposing team, he wanted to posterize him.
But compared to Wang Yi's dunk, they felt Morant's dunks were nothing special.
As viewers watching the game marveled at the earth-shaking power of Wang Yi's dunk, they filled the comment feed with questions:
"What happens now that the backboard's shattered?"
"The backboard's broken and the