The referee tossed the ball to Wang Yi, signaling that he could take the free throw.
Wang Yi took the ball and glanced at King Arthur.
That look gave King Arthur a bad feeling.
Then, as usual, Wang Yi didn't even dribble. He simply shot the ball toward the hoop.
As soon as King Arthur saw Wang Yi shoot, he rushed into the lane and positioned himself in front of him, ready to use his body to keep Wang Yi from jumping up for the rebound.
But to his surprise, Wang Yi showed no intention of going for the rebound at all. He simply turned around and walked away from the hoop, heading toward the three-point line.
King Arthur couldn't help but freeze.
So did every other player on the court.
The players on Team America were baffled. Wang Yi had been using this method to go after rebounds the whole time. Now, at such a crucial moment, with the International Team trailing by one, why had he suddenly stopped?
The International Team players were even more confused.
Wang Yi had just said himself that he was going for the rebound—and that he'd score.
So why had he headed straight for the three-point line after shooting, abandoning the rebound?
But just then, after taking a small step forward, Wang Yi suddenly moved.
Using his extended right foot as his pivot, he spun 180 degrees in an instant.
His right foot slammed into the floor.
Skrrt—
A sharp sound rang out.
His sneaker had left a black streak across the hardwood.
At the same moment, the ball bounced off the rim with a thump, and Wang Yi streaked past King Arthur and into the paint.
King Arthur never had a chance to react.
It wasn't that King Arthur was slow-witted. Wang