Bang!
A thunderous explosion rang out!
With Wang Yi's gathered force behind it, the basketball was smashed away, flying off at an angle before slamming heavily into the backboard!
It then bounced far away, all the way beyond the three-point line at a 45-degree angle to the right.
There, Pistons small forward Donnie Donnie grabbed the ball.
But before he could shoot, the lights came on and the buzzer sounded!
The game was over!
The Lakers narrowly defeated the Pistons by two points!
After a brief silence, the entire Staples Center erupted in tsunami-like cheers.
"Oh, yes!"
"We won! We won!"
"Board Block! Board Block!"
"A game-winning block! A game-winning block!"
At that moment, every Pistons player stood dumbfounded.
Coach Billups by the Pistons' bench was dumbfounded, and so were the Pistons' Assistant coaches.
All the Pistons fans watching from their screens were dumbfounded as well.
They had clearly been about to tie the game.
How had Wang Yi suddenly blocked it?
Damn it, where the hell had that guy come from?
The most shocked person was Antoine. He had clearly seen Wang Yi being held back by Deng Dute on one side of the free throw line, which was why he had confidently broken in for the dunk—yet he had still been blocked!
How had he gotten there?
Could he pass through walls, straight through Deng Dute's body?
Or could he use Teleportation and simply teleport over?
Antoine was completely stunned.
When he looked at Wang Yi, it was as though he were looking at a towering mountain reaching into the clouds.
He did not have even the slightest thought of climbing it.
He did not even dare think about it.
In truth, Wang Yi had seen Antoine glance at him.
At the time, he had not moved. It