He held perfectly still for another five seconds. Then, all of a sudden, he gave the ball a hard bounce and quickly slid a big step to the left.
He immediately rose to shoot.
And to get away from the robot's interference, he used his left hand this time.
His lateral step-back was fast enough, but the robot still chased after him with superhuman reflexes. By the time he jumped, the robot had already raised its arm to block the shot.
Even with Wang Yi shooting left-handed, the robot could still get there in time to block him.
But at that moment, Wang Yi pulled the ball back, then shot with his right hand.
A midair double-clutch three!
The robot had charged horizontally from the side, so when Wang Yi made that double-clutch move, it had already flown past him to his left.
Only then did Wang Yi release the ball with his right hand.
The basketball traced a perfect arc and swished through the hoop.
7–3!
The crowd erupted in cheers.
"Holy crap, that was amazing!"
"A midair double-clutch, switching hands for a three! You're something else!"
"I'm curious, why was Brother Yi so confident? He even dared to shoot a midair, switched-hand double-clutch three. That's got to be really inconsistent, with a high chance of missing. Why was he so confident taking that shot?"
A fan nearby laughed. "That's you you're talking about. For Brother Yi, a midair, switched-hand double-clutch three is just business as usual."
On the sidelines, Xu Jingyu said excitedly, "A midair, switched-hand double-clutch three—what a shot! Some people might be wondering why Brother Yi had the confidence to pull that out against the robot. If he missed, the robot could easily catch up. Why was he so confident? The answer is right in front