Anyone who had only just started watching basketball, or had played pickup for only a few days, would think Wang Yi's three-pointer was nothing special.
They might even think that Wang Yi had failed to shake King Arthur with all his side-to-side moves, making everything he had done beforehand pointless.
But in reality, when you watched NBA stars use jab steps and the triple-threat stance, every feint, every dip of the shoulder, and even every glance could be a fake. They could all be moves the players had practiced hundreds or thousands of times.
Seeing that Arthur still couldn't stop Wang Yi on his second shot, he muttered, "Fuck!"
Back down the court, King Arthur answered Wang Yi with a three-pointer of his own.
King Arthur's three-point percentage was only 38%. He wasn't exactly a sharpshooter, but he could knock down a few now and then.
Wang Yi didn't touch the ball on the next two possessions. After taking shots on two consecutive possessions, he felt as if his legs had gone weak again.
It seemed his body could only manage to wander around the court.
On the sidelines, De'Anthony and Anjiali were both secretly worried about Wang Yi.
But their concern didn't last long. At last, on the third possession, Wang Yi raised his hand for the ball again from the left wing, at a 45-degree angle.
Mouth Brother drove into mid-range and passed the ball to Wang Yi.
As soon as Wang Yi got the ball this time, he jumped and shot.
King Arthur didn't think Wang Yi would shoot right away, so he crouched to defend, ready to stop Wang Yi from using the triple-threat stance like he had before.
But Wang Yi jumped and released the ball instantly. It traced an arc as graceful as a