Smack!
A hand like a corncob slammed into Wang Yi's right forearm.
Even though Wang Yi had already started his shooting motion,
he still went straight for Wang Yi's arm, making sure he couldn't score directly.
You can go to the line, but you can't score right in front of me.
This big guy had brains and was decisive. His hand really did connect with Wang Yi's arm.
It threw Wang Yi's shot badly off course.
But though Wang Yi's right arm had been hit as he shot,
his core was so strong that he forcibly pulled the ball back just before releasing it.
Then, before he could hit the ground, he steadied his upper body and flicked his wrist again.
The ball still went flying.
It made a little hurdle in midair before dropping cleanly through the center of the rim.
Nothing but net!
Wang Yi's 58th point.
The 24,998th point of his career.
"Oooh—"
Seeing that, Shaquille O'Neal on the sideline couldn't help throwing his head back and exclaiming.
"That core strength is incredible. Even after getting hit in the arm in midair, he still managed to stabilize himself and get the shot off."
"And his hands are enormous. The ball was already almost out of his hand, but after someone hit his arm, he still managed to grab it back, steady himself, and power through a second shot."
"You just don't see moves like that anywhere else in basketball."
"58 points! He's got 58 points now!"
"Just two more."
Watching this, Wade could only shake his head again and again.
And still, he stubbornly insisted:
"There are only 26 seconds left. There's no way he can get two more points. Wang's 25,000th point will come, sure, but not tonight."
James and Shaquille O'Neal knew Wade was too