The deficit was still 20 points.
Wang Yi's personal scoring had reached 25 points!
But that was still a long way from winning, and a long way from 60 points, so he had to keep pushing.
The two teams traded baskets from there.
The Heat's three-point touch had dipped a little. Kornet missed two shots, Booker missed two, Adebayo missed one, and Li Xiaoxian missed one.
As for the Raptors, Wang Yi's three-point touch had returned.
Whenever he shot, he hit nothing but net.
Even though the opposing team was guarding him tightly, often sending three or even four players to close in on him,
he still made two three-pointers during those four minutes.
That brought his personal score to 31 points.
And because they were swarming him so aggressively, they often left the area under the basket poorly guarded.
As long as Wang Yi could find a way to pass the ball inside, his teammates could usually score.
And getting the ball inside was almost effortless for Wang Yi, because when he jumped with all his might, no one could get higher than him.
So on several occasions, he jumped to pass, reached the peak of his leap, and whipped the ball down to a teammate under the basket.
Normally, jumping to pass was a cardinal sin.
Because if a defender suddenly appeared in the passing lane while you were in the air, you couldn't pass the ball and could only pull it back in.
But according to the rules, once you jumped, you had to release the ball. If you pulled it back in and then landed, it would be a violation.
But on the court, no one could jump higher than Wang Yi, so once he was airborne, he often had the widest possible view of the