Wang Liang had always relied on face-up drives. When he suddenly turned his back to the basket and started posting up, Shiraha Otoko was caught a little off guard.
As he tried his hardest to stop Wang Liang, he failed to account for Wang Liang's right elbow.
What was more, Wang Liang had thrown the elbow as he turned, catching Shiraha Otoko completely unprepared.
Smack!
The elbow slammed hard into Shiraha Otoko's wrist.
Shiraha Otoko's right hand snapped back like lightning. He hurriedly turned around and used his left hand to cradle his right wrist.
At the same time, he bent over and clutched his entire right arm, his face contorted with pain.
Wang Liang, meanwhile, strolled beneath the basket and casually laid the ball in with his left hand.
After turning back, Wang Liang looked at Shiraha Otoko and shook his head. "You're supposed to be Japan's number-one player. Is that all you've got?"
"Whoa—"
The crowd erupted with excitement.
Their excitement wasn't mainly because of the basket, but because Wang Liang's attitude had changed.
During the first game and the first half of the second, Wang Liang had mostly been timid, cowardly, and afraid in the face of Shiraha Otoko's arrogance.
But now, after making a basket, Wang Liang had fired off an arrogant taunt right at Shiraha Otoko.
It was so satisfying to watch.
A confident aura radiated from him.
Compared with the first game and the first half of the second, he seemed like a completely different person.
A hint of a smile appeared on Wang Yi's face at the sideline, while Wang Liang's parents felt immensely proud.
The game wasn't over yet, but even if Wang Liang lost today, that one moment was already enough to bring honor to his family.
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