However, this time Wang Yi pivoted on his left foot, spinning 270 degrees on the spot.
Ximen Chuixue was slightly taken aback. Since he was moving to the right while that guy spun in place, it was as if he had opened up a path for him.
But it was fine. Ximen Chuixue was confident that his lateral speed would let him cut the guy off.
However, when he tried to slide over and block him, he was surprised to find that the guy wasn't holding the ball at all.
At the same time, a loud bang came from the backboard behind Ximen Chuixue.
It turned out that while facing away from Ximen Chuixue, Wang Yi had hooked the ball over his head and toward the backboard. With the back of Wang Yi's head blocking his view, Ximen Chuixue hadn't seen a thing.
By the time Ximen Chuixue tried to react, it was too late. Wang Yi had already darted past him.
He leaped toward the ball bouncing back from the backboard.
But Ximen Chuixue couldn't just let him go. He immediately turned and chased after Wang Yi.
Wang Yi had already caught the ball in midair. He had no intention of landing and then shooting—instead, he was going straight for a putback.
He knew that if he caught the ball and then went for a layup, it would be safer, but Ximen Chuixue would have time to catch up.
But if he went straight into a putback, Ximen Chuixue wouldn't be able to catch up and block him.
When Ximen Chuixue turned around and saw Wang Yi had caught the ball and was about to put it back, he gritted his teeth and lunged at him. In midair, he grabbed Wang Yi by the shoulder and yanked him back