Xu Jingyu took a leisurely sip of tea, set his mug down on the table, and continued, "What I admire isn't Brother Yi's incredible skill with a basketball. It's how he used that method to solve an impossible situation."
"That Japanese guy knew from the start that if he challenged Brother Yi, Brother Yi would lose no matter who won. That's why he challenged him even though he knew he was nowhere near as good."
"Think about it. That Japanese guy challenged Brother Yi and even said he'd let him use one hand. So even if Brother Yi had used one hand and one foot and still beaten him, it wouldn't have been much to brag about. But Brother Yi drew a circle and gave that guy an entire side of the court."
"Under normal circumstances, giving him an entire side of the court would mean the Japanese guy had a 100% chance of winning. If Brother Yi then found a way to win anyway, nobody could say he'd won unfairly. On the contrary, it was an incredible victory, one that left everyone thoroughly convinced."
"So no matter how impossible the situation seems, if Brother Yi says it can be done, then it can be done. That's why you should always believe in Brother Yi."
"Hasn't the saying always been, 'Believe in Brother Yi, and live forever'? You don't even believe in that?"
Meanwhile, as Shiraha Otoko left the scene, the crowd booed. Wang Yi had expected it.
He shook his head and said to the audience, "This scene reminds me of a song: 'The imperialists ran away with their tails between their legs.'"
The crowd burst into laughter.
The locals and the basketball fans came over to congratulate Wang Yi.
"Wang Yi, you even won in a situation like