Never Dunk When You Can Slam

What was that?

He slapped the ball toward the floor in midair, dodged two defenders going for the block, caught the ball again in the air, and finished with a dunk.

A move that difficult was something you only ever saw in dunk contests.

And not even in an NBA dunk contest, because even those players couldn't pull it off...

Only streetballers who specialized in trick dunks could do it, like White Jordan.

But now, Wang Yi had brought a dunk like that into an actual game.

And he had clearly glided farther than White Jordan did in his exhibitions.

With that shot, the top two contenders for the best play of this Men's Basketball World Cup had already been decided.

At that moment, Watanabe Yuta and Hachimura both stood up.

Hachimura just shook his head.

He was already used to Wang Yi's beastly antics, so he wasn't going to hold it against him.

But Watanabe Yuta stared at Wang Yi as if he were looking at a monster.

Where had this monster come from?!

Where was Ultraman?

Come and take this monster away!

Tanaka Mitsunobu was even more furious now.

"That's outrageous! This Chinese player is just too outrageous."

"Do they think our paint is his backyard, where he can come and go as he pleases?"

Miyakawa Maya still looked torn between laughter and tears.

It seemed she'd been reacting that way ever since she started commentating on the game.

"Tanaka-san, sorry to trouble you, but when you have time, you should watch more NBA games. This is the difference between our players and the NBA's top players."

When Nisugi Shigeru saw that play, he knew there was no way they could win this game.

They hadn't even played a full quarter, and the game was already out of