Wang Yi had beaten Bryce every time.
That had left Bryce with a huge psychological scar.
Now, hearing Wang Yi say that and seeing him come over to guard him personally, Bryce gave a wry smile.
On the sideline, James was cheering his son on:
"Come on, Bryce! Show me what you've got!"
"Show Uncle Wang how much you've improved. Show him you haven't been standing still—you're getting better every day. One day, you'll beat him!"
On the court.
Bryce seemed intent on proving himself against Wang Yi.
He started dribbling through his legs while rocking his shoulders to mislead Wang Yi.
If he could shift Wang Yi's weight in the wrong direction, he could immediately attack from the opposite side.
At first, his shoulders stayed steady, without any big movements. But after two consecutive crossovers, he suddenly shifted sharply to the left.
After that big shift to the left, he paused briefly.
The pause let him read the defender. If the defender's weight followed him, Bryce would immediately change direction and drive the other way.
If the defender's weight didn't follow, he would take advantage and drive in that direction.
This time, Wang Yi's weight followed him.
Bryce immediately made an extremely low crossover to the right and drove down the right side.
Usually, a big shoulder feint followed by an incredibly quick change of direction and a drive the other way was difficult for a defender to handle.
But Bryce had only taken one step on his drive when—
He spotted Wang Yi, who had seemed to be shaken off, sliding back into his path as if he'd teleported.
And Wang Yi didn't just slide over; he also reached for the ball.
Bryce hurriedly came to a stop, pulled the ball back with his right hand, then took