Let's talk a bit about Baturu.
In Mongolian, Baturu means "warrior."
And Baturu was a player from Mongolia.
He stood 2.18 meters tall, with a wingspan of 2.3 meters.
He didn't look as skinny as Gobert or as fat as Shaquille O'Neal.
Instead, despite his height, he looked well-proportioned and incredibly strong.
His whole body was packed with muscle.
They said it had something to do with all the meat he'd eaten since he was a kid.
He weighed 240 jin.
That wasn't as extreme as Pang Bo's 260 jin, but in today's league, full of Spider-Men, it was still quite a lot.
His footwork was indeed slower than that of those Spider-Men, but it was still faster than that of traditional centers from the eighties and nineties.
You could say the guy was a textbook bruising center.
He had no real offensive strengths. His shooting form was stiff, and even rolling off screens was a clumsy affair.
Last season, even playing alongside Doncic, he averaged only five points.
A center who couldn't even be carried by Doncic, the Magician of the court, was clearly terrible on offense.
But this kind of bruising center could still make a contribution on defense.
In 28 minutes per game, he pulled down nearly 10 rebounds and blocked 1.2 shots.
Those two stats were fairly respectable.
While the two commentators traded arguments, the referee signaled for both teams to take the court.
The moment Wang Yi stepped across the sideline, a system prompt sounded in his mind:
[Host, please check in]
Usually, the system gave Wang Yi a check-in reward before the first game of every season, so he wasn't surprised.
He thought, "Check in."
[Check-in successful]
[Check-in reward: God-tier Three-Point Experience Card]
[God-tier Three-Point Experience Card: Upon use, the host's three-point percentage will