Shaquille O'Neal nodded. "That's right, that's exactly how it felt. We all know Wang Yi has the ability to play inside player, but he hasn't done it in a very, very long time."
"If I remember correctly, he hadn't played that way for nearly four or five years. After all, when he was young, his strength was at its peak, and so were his leaping ability and everything else."
"It was still barely understandable for him to play inside player back then. But now, at forty years old and running on fumes, he actually went inside against the Artificial Giant Antoine. More importantly, Antoine couldn't even back him down."
"Every time Antoine tried to shove him, he got shoved back several steps. After two shoves, he was nearly at the three-point line. How could Wang Yi be that strong? It's simply hard to understand."
At that moment, LaMelo Ball was utterly stunned too.
He had no idea just how strong Wang Yi was right now. He only saw Wang Yi give Antoine two light bumps, and Antoine had already been pushed to a spot near the three-point line.
LaMelo Ball cursed inwardly, Buddy, what the hell? I told you to establish position inside. Why do you keep coming over to me?
"Post up! Get position! Box out! Don't you know how? You're a center, and you can't even do that?"
Antoine was suffering in silence as well. Do you think I wanted this?
With no other choice, Antoine could only move outside the three-point line.
LaMelo Ball had no choice but to get the ball to Antoine there.
After Antoine received the ball, Wang Yi came over to defend him.
Facing Wang Yi's defense, Antoine gave a quick pump fake.
He wanted to get Wang Yi into the air, then