Wang Yi assisted Westbrook on a basket. That was only the beginning of his assists.
Next, Wang Yi called for the ball and started bringing it up from the backcourt.
King Arthur began guarding Wang Yi full-court right from the backcourt.
After a simple feint, Wang Yi spotted Tures open up front and passed him the ball.
Thick Eyebrows was experienced, too. As soon as he saw Tures going to catch the ball, he leaned into him with his body.
That made it difficult for Tures to jump.
Tures saw the ball sail over his head. If he didn't jump right away, it would be too late.
He had no choice but to stretch out and jump for it. He managed to catch the ball, but when he landed, he couldn't keep his balance. He could only dribble once, his feet tangling beneath him as he staggered toward the baseline.
He couldn't find a Kings player to pass to, so he blindly flicked the ball back over his shoulder.
The ball arced high, sailed over the top of the backboard, and somehow dropped straight into the net.
After flicking the ball, Tures had already tumbled out of bounds.
Nearly twenty thousand fans in the Lakers' home arena watched the shot go in, all of them in disbelief.
"Shit, that went in?!"
"He got insanely lucky!"
"Oh my God, what kind of miracle shot was that?!"
Back in the backcourt, Wang Yi raised both hands and gave him a thumbs-up.
Tures had fallen to the ground, but when he saw the ball go in, he sprang up excitedly and pointed one finger at Wang Yi from across the court.
Everyone thought that basket had been a fluke. They never expected the Kings to start making all kinds of unbelievable shots.
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