Bang!
The three-pointer missed.
Fortunately, Wemby got a fingertip on the rebound under the basket and tipped it out to Jalen Green on the perimeter.
Jalen Green saw he was unguarded and took a three of his own.
But his shot missed too.
Wemby got another fingertip on the rebound and tipped it to King Arthur.
King Arthur missed another three.
This time, Jokic finally grabbed the rebound and passed it to Wang Yi. Wang Yi caught the ball beyond the arc, immediately turned, ran three steps forward, gathered the ball, and pulled up for a quick jumper.
Just past half court, he stopped and shot from inside the center circle.
Bang!
The ball bounced off the back of the rim and dropped through the net.
His fifth consecutive three-pointer!
The lead was down to just six points!
Wang Yi glanced back at King Arthur, then at Jalen Green, then at Morant.
When it came to trading threes, every last one of you is small fry.
He didn't trash-talk this time, but that one look said everything.
Not one of the three dared to talk back after Wang Yi looked their way.
After years of going up against Wang Yi, they knew all too well how formidable he was.
Especially when he was provoked—the consequences were unthinkable.
The crowd went wild.
The roar of the arena was so deafening that the referees' whistles were almost impossible to hear.
Jordan, Shaquille O'Neal, Carter, and James were going wild too.
Jordan slapped the table hard. "Oh—God!"
O'Neal's eyes bulged, his mouth forming an O.
Carter jumped to his feet. The pen he'd been holding snapped in his hand as excitement got the better of him.
James pointed at Wang Yi on the court with his right index and middle fingers, still stunned.