However, by the time he caught up to Shan He, Shan He was already one step inside the frontcourt three-point line.
At the same time, he stopped abruptly.
Aleksandar had been running back too fast.
He couldn't stop in time. Shan He's sudden stop left him stumbling more than four meters past him.
Then Shan He rose straight up and took a two-point shot.
This time, the ball didn't even touch the rim. It swished straight through the net.
Swish!
The sound of the ball brushing against the net was music to the ears.
Cheers rose and fell throughout the arena.
Shan He had hit three mid-range shots: one from the left, one from the right, and one from the middle.
Aleksandar had been completely silenced.
Team America's head coach, Phil Jackson, immediately called a timeout.
James couldn't help exclaiming,
"This young player from China, Shan He, has really exceeded all our expectations."
"Earlier, when Shan He averaged more than 20 points per game against other national teams, many commentators said those teams' defenses were too weak, and that was why this young player scored so much. They said he'd have a hard time against Team America."
"But look at him now. Facing Aleksandar's defense, he's gone three-for-three in three possessions! He's scored 6 points in just one minute on the court. We really underestimated this kid."
O'Neal nodded.
"The main thing is, he knows exactly how far away to shoot from every time. Each shot comes from mid-range, one step inside the three-point line. That makes it impossible for the two big men to rush out and defend him."
"And since Aleksandar also has to keep an eye on Wang Yi, it's hard for him to stay on Shan He and pressure him every second."
James watched the court