Alternative Double-Double

Wang Yi sat on the bench for a moment.

His teammates suggested he go back to the locker room for a quick check-up.

But Wang Yi just shrugged and said, "Thanks, but no need. I feel much better. I'm in great shape!"

Team Doctor: "..."

He was in so much pain just now, and now he felt great?

The surrounding teammates all understood.

Especially James, who had faked a fall before and knew the ins and outs of it.

A knowing smile appeared on his face as he patted Wang Yi's shoulder:

"Bro, well done!"

Competitive sports are like this, all about the results. As long as you don't cross the line, you can do anything to strive for victory.

Everyone knows Miller fouled Jordan when he hit the game-winner, but can that change the outcome?

The other teammates breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he wasn't injured, that's all that mattered.

At this moment, after Wang Yi "recovered his strength," he walked to the free-throw line.

He was awarded four free throws.

His free-throw percentage was 88%.

He calmly sank all four free throws.

Then, the Lakers inbounded the ball.

Wang Yi circled around a screen and received the ball again.

Crowder, who had also recovered his strength, chased after him.

Wang Yi held the ball with both hands, looking into Crowder's eyes.

A faint smile played on his lips.

When Crowder saw Wang Yi's gaze and smile, he knew it was trouble.

His heart tightened.

A chill spread from his lower body.

The sharp pain he had just felt seemed to return.

Although he still tried to block Wang Yi, he clearly didn't lunge forward as aggressively.

It was more like a symbolic defense.

Wang Yi felt no pressure.

Swish!

The basketball sailed over Crowder's head and went straight into the net.

Wang Yi's four free throws, plus this three-pointer.

Seven points in one possession.

The point difference widened to 33 points.

The Suns had no choice but to call another timeout.

There were only two minutes left in the third quarter.

During the timeout, Paul constantly clapped his hands, encouraging the Suns players.

He repeatedly urged Booker: "Devin, you need to step up! You'll be the sole leader of this team in the future, so you have to step up!"

But the Suns' momentum was gone.

Especially Crowder, when he returned to the court, he no longer had the fierce defense from before.

He seemed hesitant on defense.

He didn't dare to get too close when defending Wang Yi.

It was as if he had a psychological shadow from that kick.

The Suns' fate was sealed.

The Lakers won this game smoothly.

James' stats for the game were 23 points, 11 rebounds, and 9 assists.

Another near triple-double that would drive an OCD person crazy.

He was the cornerstone of the team.

Whether the team won or lost, the Lakers had to have his stats as a safety net.

And the biggest contributor for the Lakers in this game was undoubtedly Wang Yi.

Came off the bench for 26 minutes.

Achieved a double-double with 28 points and 10 blocks.

Shot 7 of 10 from three-point range, 5 of 5 from the free-throw line, and 1 of 1 from two-point range.

His efficiency was terrifying.

Especially his accuracy from beyond the three-point line.

He was still proving he was a reliable three-point shooter.

After the game, Paul did not come over to shake hands with the Lakers players.

He turned directly and walked towards the player tunnel.

He didn't even say goodbye to his good brother James.

It was understandable.

He was an extremely competitive player.

Now that they had lost by 30 points, he naturally wasn't in the mood to shake hands.

I lost to you by 30 points, and it's true that you were the better player today. But you want me to fake a handshake and congratulate you? I can't do that!

The post-game interview on the court naturally belonged to Wang Yi again.

Wang Yi answered the reporter's questions flawlessly.

After returning to the locker room, Wang Yi was about to take a shower when James called out to him.

"Wang, come try this," James said.

Wang Yi asked, "What?"

James replied, "You'll know when you get there."

Then, he led Wang Yi to a door behind the locker room.

The other players saw this, and a hint of envy appeared in their eyes.

Wang Yi followed James into the room behind the locker room.

Inside, there was a circular, barrel-shaped object about a person's height.

Looking down from above, the inside of the circular, barrel-shaped object was filled with mist and biting cold.

Wang Yi understood. "A Cryo Chamber!"

James smiled and nodded. "Try it."

The so-called Cryo Chamber is what is commonly known as liquid nitrogen immersion.

After athletes engage in strenuous exercise, immersing themselves in a Cryo Chamber with liquid nitrogen can relieve physical fatigue and maintain muscle strength.

At the same time, due to the extremely low temperature inside, it can eliminate many inflammations in the body.

Furthermore, due to the low temperature, it can deter viruses from affecting the athlete's body.

However, due to the enormous cost, it costs millions of dollars annually.

Therefore, liquid nitrogen immersion has not become widespread among NBA players.

Only superstars like James possess their own Cryo Chambers.

At this moment, Wang Yi stepped into the Cryo Chamber.

The numbers on the nearby temperature display continuously dropped.

Wang Yi felt a chill invade his body.

However, this would not cause harm to his body.

Liquid nitrogen can reach temperatures as low as minus 196 degrees Celsius, but the liquid nitrogen in the Cryo Chamber has been professionally treated.

Moreover, it does not directly come into contact with the athlete's skin.

After soaking for two minutes, Wang Yi stepped out of the Cryo Chamber, feeling completely refreshed.

It was as if the high-intensity confrontation of the past twenty-plus minutes had never happened.

Of course, this was just a feeling.

After getting out of the Cryo Chamber, Wang Yi took a shower.

While he was showering, James said, "Wang, we have to go to the press conference later."

Wang Yi did not refuse.

He said, "Got it."

Few players would refuse the opportunity to attend a post-game press conference.

Meanwhile, at the press conference venue.

The Suns' post-game press conference was already underway.

The Suns were represented by Paul, Booker, and Crowder.

After they answered some routine questions, a reporter asked Crowder a question:

"Crowder, during the game, you and Wang from the Lakers fell to the ground at the same time. You slapped his face, and he kicked you in the groin. The referee called you for a Flagrant 1 foul. What do you have to say about that?"

Crowder shook his head and said:

"Without a doubt, I was going for the ball and accidentally hit his face. But his action was clearly intentional. His move was too dirty; he should have been ejected!"

He had slowly regained his composure and was now speaking recklessly again, spouting nonsense.

The reporter continued to ask:

"But we can see from the footage that the ball was clearly much higher than your head. Your first reaction wasn't to reach out and block the shot, but to slap his face directly. Many people are saying you did it intentionally. Do you have any explanation for that?"

Crowder got a little angry and glared at the reporter:

"You're not me, so how do you know what I was thinking at the time?"

"That Easterner clearly did it on purpose, why don't you go ask him?"

The reporter shook his head: "According to your answer, you're not him, so how do you know he definitely did it on purpose?"

Crowder was rendered speechless and snorted coldly:

"I refuse to answer your question!"

With that, he stood up and left, flicking his sleeve.

Leaving a press conference midway was seen as disrespectful to reporters in the NBA.

It would result in a fine.

But Crowder no longer cared.

Not long after they left, the Lakers' James and Wang Yi entered the venue.