The Kings players were a little confused when they saw Zhang Jiacheng pass the ball to Pang Bo.
Just then, the moment Zhang Jiacheng passed the ball, he suddenly burst into motion and darted past Pang Bo.
Pang Bo immediately handed the ball back to Zhang Jiacheng.
The Kings players didn't react in time. Since Zhang Jiacheng had entered the game, he'd never used a play like this.
Towns watched helplessly as Zhang Jiacheng shot past him in an instant.
He turned and tried to stop him, but it was already too late. Zhang Jiacheng reached the basket and slammed the ball home with an easy one-handed dunk.
The moment Zhang Jiacheng scored, the entire arena erupted in thunderous cheers.
"Oh, God! So he can dunk!"
"Wow, Zhang, I absolutely loved that dunk!"
"What a remarkable kid from China!"
This time, a third of the players on the Raptors' bench had risen to applaud Zhang Jiacheng.
He was steadily winning over his teammates and the coaching staff through his play.
Courtside.
Bales lavishly praised Zhang Jiacheng's play.
At the same time, though, he kept harshly criticizing Wang Yi's choices and ability to adjust on the fly.
"After Zhang scored on him twice in a row, he should've made an adjustment. Does he really have to wait until they're getting blown out? What's the point of adjusting then? That's why I say Wang Yi's coaching ability is overrated. Those players and coaches have praised his coaching way too much."
"I understand—the NBA is all about relationships and favors. But no matter how much of that goes on, a lack of ability will eventually show. Today, Wang Yi's shortcomings as a coach and his slow reactions have been completely exposed."
He spat as he ranted, flecks of foam collecting at the corners