Shiraha Otoko had too many thoughts on his mind, and his shot went wide.
But he wasn't worried in the least.
Because when he landed after shooting, Wang Liang was bound to run into him, which would earn him three free throws.
His free-throw percentage was over 90%. With three shots, he could easily put this kid away.
What he didn't expect was that just as Wang Liang was about to collide with him, he suddenly stopped, spun around, and rushed inside to grab the rebound.
"Nani!"
Shiraha Otoko cried out inwardly.
He'd been fooled again.
Wang Liang got under the basket and easily collected the rebound.
Shiraha Otoko was completely dumbfounded.
"Damn kid, how dare you trick me!"
Shiraha Otoko roared.
But though he was furious, he hadn't lost his head.
Instead of chasing Wang Liang out to the three-point line, he went straight to the basket and waited.
He'd figured it out long ago: Wang Liang had no real three-point ability. Every time, he had to drive to the basket to score a layup.
If he really wanted to defend Wang Liang with everything he had, all he needed to do was wait under the basket every time. Then Wang Liang would have no answer.
He hadn't done that before because he wanted to put Wang Liang under the greatest possible pressure, crushing him with an overwhelming show of force. That was why he'd chased Wang Liang relentlessly on every possession.
But now, with Wang Liang just one shot away from beating him, he chose the safest approach: stay under the basket and wait for Wang Liang to come in for a layup.
All the spectators in the stands watched, quietly worrying for Wang Liang.
The countless fans in the livestream were worried for him, too.
"Wang Liang