Wang Yi saw that Wemby was guarding him. Instead of looking the least bit nervous, he smiled.
When Wemby saw Wang Yi's smile, his heart gave a little jolt. What is this guy plotting now?
Just then, Wang Yi suddenly dribbled two steps away from the basket.
Wemby was startled.
He really is up to something.
Given the strength and physicality Wang Yi had shown today, even against Wemby, he should have been using his power to drive straight at him.
Nobody expected Wang Yi to suddenly pull up for a mid-range shot.
Wemby knew it was already too late to rush over and contest him, but he still did his best to close out.
Even if he couldn't stop the shot, he at least had to show everyone he was trying to defend.
You couldn't just watch your opponent get an open shot and stand there as he took it.
You couldn't act like certain countries' soccer players, who threw their hands up after getting beaten and watched their opponent shoot.
But just as Wemby lunged toward him, Wang Yi bounced a pass past his feet to Pang Bo on the right side of the basket.
Magic Hand Jack was guarding Pang Bo from behind.
Pang Bo was 2.16 meters tall and weighed over 120 kilograms.
Magic Hand Jack was just 2.08 meters tall and weighed only 108 kilograms.
Pang Bo could toy with him.
He leaned his back into Jack and shoved him a step backward.
Then Pang Bo turned and drove with an explosive dribble, forcing Jack back another step. He rose for a dunk, and Jack could do nothing about it.
Seeing that his team couldn't stop Wang Yi and Pang Bo, the opposing head coach considered calling a timeout. But their offense had been running