Shiraha Otoko heard Wang Liang's words and felt a slight chill in his heart.
If Wang Liang had said that at the start of the first game, he would have just mocked him.
But now they were already in the third game, and he knew Wang Liang wasn't as timid and helpless as he'd seemed in the first.
On the contrary, the kid was extremely cunning.
He couldn't understand how a middle schooler could be so crafty.
So now, when Wang Liang said that, Shiraha Otoko couldn't figure out what he was planning.
Wang Liang had said something like this before. Back then, Shiraha Otoko had thought he was going to shoot, but Wang Liang had still gone for a layup.
So after saying it this time, would he go for a layup again?
If not, was he going to shoot?
But from the first game until now, Wang Liang hadn't taken a single mid-range shot.
What did that mean?
It meant Wang Liang wasn't confident in his mid-range shot at all.
If he'd been confident, he would have used it already. He wouldn't have had to attack the basket on every possession.
As thoughts raced through his mind, Wang Liang stopped with the ball just one step inside the free-throw line.
Then he raised the ball.
Shiraha Otoko hesitated briefly before stepping up to contest him.
But afraid Wang Liang would get past him, he only shuffled forward in small steps and didn't jump.
This time, however, Wang Liang jumped without hesitation.
He raised the ball with both hands to his forehead.
Then he let it fly.
The air around him was completely different from what it had been in the first game.
He looked full of confidence.
By the time Shiraha Otoko realized he needed to jump, it