Under the coach's direction, the players hurriedly carried Dante off the ring.
As they carried him, someone accidentally tripped.
Dante was dropped again.
Everyone was startled.
At the same time, someone called over the team doctor, who gave Dante a preliminary examination.
He found no serious injuries.
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Wang Yi stood on the ring, looking down at the players below.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he said calmly, "Next."
The players below looked at one another.
Before this, at least two-thirds of the team had been eager to give it a try.
But after seeing what had happened to Dante, they all chickened out.
Are you kidding? One elbow like that, and I could die.
The small forwards and guards whose height and weight were close to Wang Yi's all fell silent.
Only a few of the big men were still somewhat unconvinced.
They felt that they were much bigger and taller than Wang Yi.
Against an ordinary player, their advantages in size and weight would let them overpower him with ease.
Now that Wang Yi knew Chinese martial arts, they might not be able to overpower him, but they still had a chance of winning.
But who would take the lead?
The big men looked at one another.
In the end, Charlie Hannum, last season's backup Power Forward, stepped forward.
He stood tall on the ring and said, "I'll go."
Among the big men, he had been affected the most by the first-come-first-served arrangement.
Previously, he had been the undisputed backup Power Forward.
He'd consistently played between ten and twenty minutes a game.
But after Wang Yi's first-come-first-served arrangement, he could only sit on the bench this season. Naturally, he was unhappy.
When the other big men saw Charlie Hannum