Wang Yi continued, "Since the focus of this game is how to preserve our energy, you don't have to defend with the same all-out effort you showed in the previous games."
"If you're a little too far from the offensive player and can't get there in time, then don't bother trying to defend them. Let them take the shots we can afford to give up."
Everyone was stunned.
After all, in the previous games, Wang Yi always said, "You handle the defense, and I'll handle the offense." He shouldered the offense by himself, leaving the defense to the rest of the team.
But today, he was telling them to let some shots go on defense. Naturally, they were surprised.
Wang Yi continued, "Since we're easing up on defense, we'll have to make up for it on offense. Of course, the offense I'm talking about won't drain too much of your energy, either. Just spread out along the three-point line and the mid-range, and wait for the ball. If I can get a shot off myself, I will. If I can't, I'll pass it to whoever has the best opportunity."
Then Wang Yi stood up and walked over behind Frank and Dauding.
He had a fair amount of confidence in Hachimura and Zhang Jiacheng's shooting.
As for Frank, the guy's shot was wildly unpredictable.
In the nine games they'd played so far, he'd only been accurate in one.
Dauding had improved a little with his shooting over the last few games, but he clearly still lacked confidence. In some crucial moments, he'd hesitate when he should shoot decisively, and that hesitation often led to a loss.
Wang Yi placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Once the defense locks down me, Zhang, and Hachimura—the three of us who can shoot