Big Lock Rock leaped straight up and caught the ball in midair. Like a flying tank, he hammered it straight through the hoop.
Boom!
The ground shook, mountains crumbled!
The crowd erupted like a tidal wave.
Amid his excitement, James asked Bales beside him:
"How disciplined do you think the Raptors' defense is now?"
Bales curled his lip.
"They're just lucky, and Edwards just came back. He hasn't even fully recovered his form."
"I told you, let's wait until the end of the first quarter."
James nodded. "Lucky? I hope you can still say that when the first quarter's over."
The Timberwolves launched their third attack.
This time, Edwards had a new idea.
Since he'd failed to score against Dauding twice, he would switch targets.
His eyes settled on the Raptors' Small Forward, Zhang Yu.
Compared with most small forwards, Zhang Yu was a little thin.
Edwards could easily use his body to overpower Zhang Yu.
So, in his eyes, Zhang Yu was another one of the two Raptors he could target, just like Dauding.
Edwards used his footwork to shift Zhang Yu's balance, then quickly turned and drove past him.
But this time, he saw Dauding and Big Lock Rock guarding the Raptors' paint, so he didn't drive straight inside.
Instead, after getting past Zhang Yu, he pulled up and shot.
But the moment he jumped and raised the ball—
It suddenly felt lighter in his hands.
Zhang Yu had chased him down from behind and knocked the ball away just as Edwards was about to shoot.
Edwards was a little surprised. He'd clearly beaten the guy. How had Zhang Yu caught up with him?
The truth was, he'd underestimated Zhang Yu's defensive ability.
Zhang Yu's defense was already near the top of the second tier in the league,