The Ruthless One Even Blocks His Own Teammates

817 The Ruthless One Even Blocks His Own Teammates

After stealing the ball from Joel Johnson, Wang Yi turned and strolled all the way to the frontcourt.

He glanced back. Joel Johnson was still near the center line.

Wang Yi couldn't even be bothered to dunk. He casually tossed up a layup and sank it.

Honestly, layups took a lot less effort than dunks.

The crowd immediately picked up on the message behind Wang Yi's layup.

"He can't even be bothered to dunk on you!"

"Not even bothering to dunk—that's the ultimate insult."

Back in China, Xu Jingyu burst out laughing.

"That was a layup full of emotion. What kind of emotion, you ask? Well, it was saying... I completely despise you. I don't even acknowledge you. What's it like? It's like prime Michael Jordan playing one-on-one with my son. When it comes to dunks—360-degree spinning dunks, midair between-the-legs switch-hand dunks, free throw line dunks—Jordan would absolutely own him."

"But I wouldn't do a single one. Why? No need. Who would bother getting competitive with a kid? Makes sense, right?"

His commentary made Wang Meng laugh again.

Jia Yi was grinning from ear to ear too. "Jingyu's commentary is so entertaining."

Golden 1 Center.

Joel Johnson was unhappy after Wang Yi stole the ball from him.

On the next possession, he still raised his hand for the ball.

Once again, he crooked a finger at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi smiled as he walked up to him. "Are you some kind of masochist?"

Joel Johnson was fuming. "Cut the crap. This is a basketball court, not a place to show off your mouth."

As he spoke, he accelerated again. This time, however, he didn't charge straight ahead. After taking off, he made a sharp move to the left.

At his peak,