Amid everyone's gasps, Wang Yi pounded his chest three times after finishing the dunk.
Then he clenched both fists and let out a furious roar.
Next, he turned and stared at Antoine.
Once again, he slowly made that gesture, this time holding it even lower, just ten centimeters above the floor.
If you want to stop me, you're not tall enough.
This time, the fear in Antoine's heart turned to panic.
He even felt a trace of helplessness.
It was the same helplessness a human might feel when facing a monster as huge as a mountain.
The spectators were still caught up in the shock of Wang Yi's dunk, but on the sidelines, Antoine's parents had gone from anger to alarm.
They had seen panic and helplessness in Antoine's eyes.
They both knew Antoine had endured too many hardships in his childhood and adolescence. His experiences had made him far more resilient than the average player.
Normally, no matter how strong an opponent was or how difficult the situation became, Antoine wouldn't panic or feel helpless.
But now, after Wang Yi had dunked over him three times, he was showing signs of both.
If Wang Yi really dunked on him a few more times, it might be hard for him to recover.
Of course, Wang Yi had taken in every trace of panic and helplessness in Antoine's eyes.
He thought to himself, That did it.
Sure enough, when France attacked next, their guard Moro ran a pick and roll with Wemby, then pretended to pass to Wemby.
Instead, he lobbed the ball to Antoine under the basket.
With Antoine's ability, he should have been able to catch the ball easily and dunk it.
There was practically no one under the basket.
Only Zeng Fanbo was rushing over to help.
But