Although Wang Yi lifted the ball, he didn't shoot right away.
Instead, he waited until War Dragon flew past him before taking the shot.
The robot reacted faster than humans, jumped higher, and ran faster. But Wang Yi quickly found its weakness.
Just like a human, once it was faked into jumping, it had a hard time changing its movements or direction in midair.
So Wang Yi waited until he'd faked the robot into the air before shooting.
The basketball traced a beautiful arc. Swish—it dropped straight through the net.
3–2. Wang Yi led by one.
The 100,000 spectators erupted into thunderous cheers.
"Brother Yi is still the best!"
"Insane! He's so composed even against a robot!"
At the Commentary Booth, Xu Jingyu pounded his right fist on the desk and shouted excitedly, "That's my Brother Yi! That's my Brother Yi!"
Beside him, Shaquille O'Neal, Charles Barkley, and Michael Jordan all chimed in with praise.
Wang Yi was playing so effortlessly even against a robot. He was simply too good!
"Exactly! I've been saying all along that he isn't human, he's a robot, but you guys wouldn't believe me."
"I used to think he was an alien. I didn't expect today's game to prove it for sure."
At that, all three burst into laughter.
But none of them knew what Wang Yi was really thinking.
He'd managed to fake out the robot and make the shot, but only he knew how close it had been.
The robot's reactions were incredibly fast, and it had rushed at him at incredible speed. Even after he faked it into the air, Wang Yi could clearly feel it leaping behind him as he shot. It had come within a hair's breadth of blocking him.
His brow furrowed slightly.
The robot was much faster than