Three Quarters, 72 Points

The dunk left every spectator in the arena speechless.

Everyone watching on their screens was also dumbfounded.

A moment later, all the Kings fans burst into excited shouts.

"Holy shit—"

"Self-Toss Self-Dunk!"

"Behind-the-Back Self-Toss Self-Dunk? That's way too flashy!"

No one had expected Wang Yi to pull off a stunt like that on a stage as important as the Finals.

A Self-Toss Self-Dunk was usually the sort of flashy move you'd see in an exhibition game like the All-Star Game.

But in a game as important as the Finals, there was no room for mistakes.

Almost no one dared to attempt a Self-Toss Self-Dunk in a game like this.

Let alone a Behind-the-Back Self-Toss Self-Dunk.

If he messed it up, his coach would tear into him, his teammates would hate him, and the fans would tear him apart.

Tencent NBA had sent two commentators to the arena that day.

They were Zhang Weiping, known as Director Zhang, and Yang Yi.

With Wang Yi's status in the NBA on the rise, the two had been given seats in a prime spot in the Commentary Booth.

They weren't as well placed as the commentators from TNT and ESPN, but theirs was the next best location.

When Yang Yi saw Wang Yi's Behind-the-Back Self-Toss Self-Dunk, he immediately cried out in excitement:

"Oh—Behind-the-Back Self-Toss Self-Dunk!"

The American commentator beside him saw how excited Yang Yi was and gave him a thumbs-up. "Your country's player is so cool."

Zhang Weiping also shouted excitedly, "My goodness! Look at how high he gets, and look at the explosive power of that dunk. I don't think many players in the NBA today could pull off a dunk like Wang Yi's."

"Now, normally, pulling off a Behind-the-Back Self-Toss Self-Dunk in a game as important as the NBA Finals wouldn't