At this point, Wang Yi's shooting motion was bigger than it was when he shot in real life, because his wrist was far weaker than his real-life wrist.
He could only get the ball from the three-point line to the basket by swinging his arm to help.
But none of that mattered, because Wang Yi was still inside his Personal Domain.
He shot a three-pointer and didn't even look at the basket. Instead, he turned straight toward J little sister on the sidelines and made a heart sign with both hands.
As he made the heart sign—
Swish—
The three-pointer sailed cleanly through the net.
J little sister's pretty face turned red with anger. She stamped her foot and glared at Wang Yi, puffing her cheeks.
The spectators around them gnashed their teeth and cursed one after another:
"What a shameless jerk! This guy's shameless beyond belief!"
"Making a heart sign at someone's girlfriend right in front of her boyfriend? What a freaking jerk."
"And the worst part is, this jerk's three-pointers are actually so accurate. Damn, even a blind cat finds a dead mouse sometimes. He just got lucky."
When Rukawa Rukawa saw the monk making a heart sign at his girlfriend, he immediately burned with anger.
The two of them might not know each other in real life, and she was only his girlfriend in the game, but that didn't mean he'd let someone make a heart sign at his girlfriend right in front of him.
"You thieving bald monk, you're asking for it!"
Rukawa Rukawa cursed angrily, turned around, and launched another attack.
In real life, he might have thrown a punch by now, but there was no choice. The game had an anti-violence system.
He couldn't simply swing a fist at the guy.
So he could