He secretly rejoiced.
Wang Yi had fallen for his fake and was coming back down, while he had timed his move perfectly.
No question about it—this time, he was going to posterize Wang Yi no matter what.
But just as he thought that—
Bam!
A tremendous force smacked the ball right out of his hands.
And so Mashat rose up and hung from the rim, but the ball was gone.
Isn't there a saying? The most painful thing in life is still being there when the ball is gone.
It turned out that although Wang Yi had fallen for the fake, his eyes had stayed locked on the ball in Mashat's hands.
Mashat leaped as Wang Yi came down, and the two passed each other in midair.
As Mashat raised the ball, Wang Yi struck it with a precise, decisive swipe.
That was how he knocked it away.
This time, Wang Yi saw no passing options upcourt, so he dribbled straight down the floor himself.
Seeing that Wang Yi was going coast to coast, Hachimura immediately moved out to the three-point lines in the two corners.
Pang Bo moved to the left mid-range area, ready to crash the boards after Wang Yi went up for a layup or dunk.
At that moment, Bryce was the only defender under the opposing basket.
When Bryce saw Wang Yi charging toward him, he stood outside the restricted area and straightened his torso, trying to draw an offensive foul.
But Wang Yi knew Bryce too well to let him draw an offensive foul.
A meter in front of Bryce, he leaned slightly to the left.
Then he jumped.
In midair, he spun 360 degrees.
The full rotation took him right around Bryce.
Then he softly laid it in.
The 360-degree spin in midair didn't