After turning around, Wang Yi pulled the ball to the right with his left hand and made a little hop to the right.
At the same time, he straightened his upper body, making it look as though he was about to shoot.
Ximen Chuixue hurriedly rushed over.
But Ximen Chuixue was experienced. He didn't jump as he closed in, instead advancing with quick, short steps.
Wang Yi didn't shoot. It was only a Buddha Move.
Then he changed direction with his right hand, instantly dribbling the ball to the left as he made another little hop and moved to the left side.
He straightened his upper body again, touched the ball with his left hand, and raised his right hand, looking as though he was about to touch the ball with both hands and shoot.
Ximen Chuixue reacted quickly, sliding a step to the left, but he still didn't jump.
That showed just how seasoned his defensive instincts were.
Sure enough, Wang Yi still didn't shoot.
It was another Buddha Move. He instantly pulled the ball to the right with his left hand, then made another little hop to the right.
He touched the ball with his right hand, while his left seemed ready to touch it too. Ximen Chuixue hurried over to the right again.
But just then, Wang Yi pulled the ball to the left with his right hand, changing direction once more as he hopped to the left.
Three Buddha Moves in a row!
The spectators on the sidelines cried out in astonishment.
"Damn!"
"Holy crap, those Buddha Moves!"
"How many Buddhas does this guy have to worship?"
Wang Yi was now on the left. He cradled the ball on its left side with his left hand, while his right hand came close, seemingly about to touch