Prince hurriedly stretched out his arm, trying to reach Wang Yi. But Wang Yi had jumped backward and leaned back as he shot, so Prince couldn't block him. Behind Prince, Wemby had also reacted and leaped high, trying to block the shot. But Wang Yi had given the ball an incredibly high arc.
At its peak, the ball had already risen above the top of the backboard. Then it dropped straight toward the hoop.
"Swish!"
A smooth make!
The crowd erupted in cheers.
Prince and Wemby exchanged a glance.
Both wore deeply furrowed brows.
Prince said to Wemby, "We can't give him any room to shoot. Next time, I'll foul him before he gets the shot off."
Wemby nodded. "I'll look for a chance to stop him, too. No matter what, we can't let him keep scoring so easily."
At the other end, Prince's three-pointer extended the Hornets' lead to six.
The Raptors quickly launched a fast break, with Wang Yi pushing the ball up the court.
As he reached the three-point line, he found himself matched up with LaMelo Ball.
Wang Yi could have easily shot over LaMelo Ball, but he didn't. Instead, he glanced back at Wemby, who was right behind him, and faked a three-pointer.
Wemby hurriedly lunged at him from behind, reaching to block his shot.
But Wang Yi had only raised the ball. He hadn't shot, and Wemby flew right past him.
Only then did Wang Yi raise the ball to shoot.
Wemby was Wemby, all right. Even after Wang Yi's first fake sent him flying, he turned around at incredible speed and lunged at Wang Yi again.
There was no way he could block the shot now, but he was going for Wang Yi's shooting hand.
He swung his arm straight at Wang Yi's.