Wang Yi's dunk over Wemby left the entire Spectrum Center in stunned silence for an instant.
The next moment, it erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for ages. It felt as if the roof of the Spectrum Center might be blown clean off.
"Holy shit, the dunk of the century!"
"Another dunk over Wemby!"
"Even though the star I like just got dunked over, I have to admit this dunk was absolutely explosive by any measure in history!"
When Chinese fans saw the dunk, the screen filled with comments spamming the number 6.
"666666!"
"666!"
"99999999!"
"Isn't this way better than Bo Ran?"
Xu Jingyu, watching nearby, let out another whale-like roar.
"AAAH----------"
"AAAH----AAH--"
"AAAAAH--------------------"
He yelled until his face was red, his eyes bulged, and spit flew everywhere.
He yelled until he was nearly choking.
Shaquille O'Neal and Barkley, the pair of longtime rivals, were so excited that they nearly hugged right there.
Amid their passionate shouts, O'Neal said:
"Wang Yi flying over Zebra for a dunk isn't a first. If I remember right, this is already the third time he's dunked over Wemby."
Barkley chimed in. "That's right, it's the third time."
O'Neal continued, "Before the game, someone said Wang Yi was getting old and his athleticism had declined. Is this what you meant when you told me his athleticism had declined?"
Barkley shrugged. "Anyone who says Wang Yi's athleticism has declined is either evil or stupid. Shaq, you're lucky you were born in your era. If you were playing today and Wang Yi kept dunking on you like this, could you live that down?"
O'Neal propped his chin on his hand and seemed to consider it seriously for a moment.
"In that case, I'd rather die."
After Wang Yi dunked over Wemby, Wemby was completely