As the Kings' offense slowly found its rhythm again, Wang Yi's personal stats were also looking spectacular.
With just over two minutes left in the second quarter, Wang Yi recorded another block, and the arena's big screen displayed his stats for the game.
14 points, 11 rebounds, 10 assists, 10 blocks, 10 steals.
The moment those stats appeared, a deafening roar erupted through the arena.
"Wooooo—!"
It wasn't the sound of a machine or thunder. It was the crowd cheering.
Every fan in the arena rose to their feet.
They waved their arms excitedly.
Led by the arena DJ, Chantelle, the entire crowd began chanting in unison.
"MVP!"
"MVP!"
"MVP!"
Anyone who watched basketball regularly would understand what those stats meant, let alone the fans in attendance who were willing to spend hundreds or even thousands of dollars to watch the game in person.
They knew all too well what those stats meant.
A chubby kid holding a Coke was so excited that he spilled some. He didn't bother wiping the soda off his hands or clothes, cheering wildly instead.
"Oh my God! Five categories in just two quarters! I can't even imagine it!"
A Chinese-descendant student was filming the cheering crowd and the surging waves of fans on his phone as he said:
"See that? This is Wang Yi, putting up a quintuple-double in two quarters. Who else in history has ever done that? Nobody! Not a single person!"
Commentator Drummond Green's mouth had fallen into a perfect O.
In his prime, he'd been a point-forward type of player.
He'd often stood at the top of the key, directing the offense, and grabbed rebounds under the basket, so he'd regularly managed triple-doubles.
But compared with Wang Yi's feat of putting up a quintuple-double in just two quarters, those