The moment he said that, an uproar broke out in the arena.
"Damn, these rules are stacked against Brother Yi!"
"One-on-one games are exhausting to begin with."
"If they play to 11, three games will already wear you out. Five games will take a serious toll on your stamina. And now they're playing seven. That's a huge disadvantage for Brother Yi, who's already 37."
"I heard the robot playing against Brother Yi has a battery module. Even if it runs low on power, they can swap in a fresh battery and it'll be back to full strength in no time. How's Brother Yi supposed to compete?"
"Yushu Technology, are you really going to make things this hard for Brother Yi?"
"Brother Yi helped your company get off the ground by investing in it, and now that you've made it, you're turning your backs on him."
"Once you've made it, the first one you cut down is the person you love. The ancients were right after all."
After explaining the rules, Yao Ming added:
"I'd like to briefly address some questions from the fans."
"Many fans are worried that the robot is built like a tank and that Wang Yi might get hurt playing against it. I should explain that."
"The robot competing against Wang Yi is made from brand-new materials, and its exterior is covered in silicone."
"It weighs 100 kilograms, about the same as an NBA player."
"Its silicone shell also means it won't injure Wang Yi when they collide, so there's no need to worry."
With that, Yao Ming left the court.
Meanwhile, in the locker room, Wang Yi was straightening his clothes and tying his shoes.
He was also wrapping his ankle.
For a professional player, taping up was essential. Even for a simple practice session at