At that moment, Antoine's right hand was still stretched out in front of the rim.
And at that instant, Wang Yi seemed to hang in the air for a moment.
By the time Antoine landed, his fingertips could still reach the rim, but they could no longer rise above it.
Wang Yi had lost some height by then, with his head only level with the rim, but he could still dunk with ease.
Only then did he let out a roar and slam the ball viciously through the hoop.
At that moment, 45,000 of the nearly 50,000 spectators in the arena erupted into thunderous cheers.
"Wow——"
"He dunked right over the Artificial Giant! My God!"
"So you're the Artificial Giant, huh? I take down the best of the best!"
The Team America players all felt a chill in their hearts.
Wang Yi really lived up to his reputation as Number 0 Thug, the man who rose to the occasion against tough opponents.
He'd just dunked right over a 2.28-meter giant, even with two defenders trapping him!
Morant, in particular, had a burning look in his eyes.
Everyone knew Morant loved dunking over opposing centers.
The taller the opposing center, the more he wanted to posterize him.
He especially loved trying to dunk over Spider-Men like Chet Holmgren and Wemby.
He often got swatted into the ground by opposing centers, but just one successful dunk was enough to land him on the headlines and trending lists.
After all, just imagine an 1.88-meter guy dunking over someone taller than 2.2 meters. The thought alone was thrilling.
It was the kind of play audiences loved to see.
Of course, Morant knew just how hard it was to dunk over an opposing center.
For one thing, Wemby had blocked him, ball and all, plenty