Moro dribbled straight for the basket.
Wang Yi chased him down, and Moro knew how dangerous Wang Yi was when blocking from behind. So instead of going straight for a layup, he bounced a pass behind his back.
Following him was France team Small Forward Durant.
Durant rose up, ready to dunk the ball.
But he was still too young. He had never seen Wang Yi's Strength.
He clearly saw Wang Yi get faked out, so he jumped and went straight for the shot.
But Wang Yi reacted incredibly fast. He immediately turned back around and leaped to block him.
Although Wang Yi had jumped late, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have been able to get high enough and would surely have been dunked on. But Wang Yi's advantage was how quickly he got off the ground.
His right hand landed perfectly in front of the rim.
France's Durant dunked right into Wang Yi's hand.
The ball ricocheted away.
Pang Bo, trailing the play, hurried over to grab the ball. But just before he could get to it, a huge hand snatched it from above him.
And before he could even land, the player slammed the ball into the basket over both Pang Bo and Wang Yi.
Everyone's eyes immediately locked onto him. It was none other than France team's center, Antoine Girard.
Chinese fans hadn't paid much attention to France team before, but after seeing their center's performance, they were all stunned. "Holy crap, what was that?!"
"He jumped from the Free Throw Line, grabbed the ball in midair, then dunked on Brother Yi and Pang Bo?!"
"The craziest part is how easy that dunk looked."
"Holy crap, is this guy an alien or something?"
Yes, he hadn't just dunked over them—he'd done it with ease.
Like an adult