Wang Yi jumped straight backward, releasing the ball with an extremely high arc.
By the time it reached its apex, the ball was far above the top of the backboard—even higher than the shot clock above it.
Then, almost vertically, it dropped through the hoop with a swish.
It wasn't just the fans in the arena who were stunned by that shot. LeBron James and Magic Johnson were both amazed.
James said, "Wow! In today's league, who else could make a shot like that over the Artificial Giant?"
Magic Johnson replied, "If anyone can, there's only one person: Wang Yi!"
"Forget everything else. Just considering the difference in their height, making a shot like that in front of Antoine is incredibly difficult. One moment's hesitation, and Antoine could block it."
"To avoid getting blocked, you'd have to give the shot an extremely high arc. But that would make your shot much less accurate."
"And yet Wang still made it!"
James nodded.
"Yeah. He's no ordinary player."
The camera turned to Pistons head coach Bickerstaff, who clearly still hadn't realized how serious the situation was.
After Wang Yi made the shot, Antoine said to him, "Nice shot!"
This time, no system notification appeared in Wang Yi's mind, and he didn't thank Antoine again.
He simply nodded at him.
When they returned to the other end, Wang Yi went straight to guard Antoine.
With his 100% shooting percentage, there was really no need for him to guard Antoine.
But Wang Yi now had a 10% boost to his stamina, so his endurance wasn't an issue at all.
And with 10% boosts to his speed, strength, and other attributes, he could use that advantage to dominate Antoine on both ends of the court.
Antoine was the Pistons' strongest player.
If Wang Yi took