"Exactly. At the start of the season, a lot of people said Brother Yi wasn't the Lakers' leader anymore. But look at the Lakers under King Arthur—they're nowhere near as good as the Raptors and Kings were when Brother Yi led them."
"Tonight, Brother Yi's taking back his throne!"
"Take it back! Let King Arthur go eat shit!"
As Wang Yi stepped onto the court, the seventeen Experience Cards he had left had already surfaced in his mind.
He picked one and turned it over.
It read: Peak Wang Yi Experience Card!
An Experience Card for Wang Yi himself.
At the thought, Wang Yi looked at the Spurs players on the court, a trace of icy intent in his eyes.
Bring it on!
The two teams came to the center circle for the Jump Ball, and Wemby won possession again.
Little Fox Fox dribbled over half court. Wemby immediately dropped into the paint and called for the ball. Little Fox Fox and Wemby had developed excellent chemistry, and the moment he saw Wemby move inside, he lobbed the ball high.
As Wemby made his way into the paint, he leaped high, looking to catch the ball in midair and slam it in with his back to the basket.
But just as Wemby caught the ball with both hands in midair and turned his back to the hoop, ready to hammer it home, a thunderous BANG! rang out above his head. The next moment, the ball flew away.
Wemby stumbled a few steps after landing before regaining his balance. He turned around and saw Wang Yi standing behind him.
He couldn't help but feel stunned. When he had dropped toward the basket, he had clearly seen Wang Yi in the right corner. How had he suddenly ended up behind him? That