The funniest thing was Tatum. He had clearly committed a foul on James, causing James's game-winning shot to fail, and yet he still pointed to the sky.
And among all those who had ever pointed to the sky, there was no doubt that Wang Yi's gesture this time had been the most domineering.
It wasn't that he'd pointed especially forcefully or made some huge, sweeping motion.
He'd simply raised his hand and casually pointed at the sky.
But he was the only Unrivaled Superstar in NBA history;
A ten-time champion;
A ten-time FMVP;
A six-time MVP;
The only player in history to lead a team back from a 0–3 deficit in the Finals;
The man who led an NBA champion to a 76-win season...
The powerful aura radiating from him, that King's Aura, was far beyond what any other Star could hope to match.
Even when he simply stood there doing nothing, people still felt as though they were enveloped by his aura.
At the very moment Wang Yi pointed to the sky, a photographer on the baseline hurriedly snapped a picture of him.
In the foreground stood Wang Yi, wearing number 0, his long hair flowing and his features handsome as he pointed to the sky.
In the background behind him, the basketball bounced across the floor, and the shot clock above the hoop showed 00.
The scoreboard on the clock showed 141–140.
Farther away, the crowd was blurred.
That photograph sent the photographer's value soaring more than tenfold.
Media outlets scrambled to sign him.
The photographer, who had once belonged to the working class, earned more than a million dollars in just three years. From then on, his family lived in comfort, free from financial worries.
It was further proof of the saying: Everyone who had ever crossed