The shot was in, and every spectator in the arena was left dumbfounded.
No one had imagined that a 46-year-old man could pull off a Three-Step Layup in midair.
"Crazy, crazy, completely crazy!"
A Pistons fan clutched his head in both hands and spoke in disbelief.
"A 46-year-old pulling off a Three-Step Layup? In all of NBA history, apart from Michael Jordan and Wu Lei, there has never been a third person capable of making that move.
And now Wang Yi, already 46 years old, could still pull off a Three-Step Layup."
"This guy's physical fitness is way too freakish, isn't it?!"
Across the bullet comments on every Wushuang Platform stream in the whole world, the screen was filled with 666s.
Yes, 666 had now evolved into a global language. Whenever something insanely impressive happened,
people from any country would say, "666."
In Italy, a white child shook his head in disbelief at the sight.
"My godfather!!"
In Russia, Brother Yi's fans watched the scene.
"Ura~~"
In South Korea, an old man watched the scene.
"Ah, damn~~~~"
In Japan, a woman watched the scene.
"Amazing~~~~~"
In China, a bald middle-aged man watched the scene.
"Holy shit, awesome!"
In China's Wushuang live stream room, Xu Jingyu watched the scene.
"Ah----------"
"Brother Yi's Three-Step Layup, ah---------"
"Back up by two points, ah------------"
"Brother Yi has scored twenty-four straight points in the fourth quarter, ah--------------"
Xu Jingyu kept letting out shrieks that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
On the court, Wang Yi's unbelievable Three-Step Layup had put the Lakers back ahead by 2 points.
There were only 22 seconds remaining.
The crowd seemed to have been muted by Wang Yi's shot.
The fans who had been noisily shouting moments ago all fell silent.
What was an away-game silencer?
This was an away-game