Defeat You in the Cruelest Way

Defeat You in the Cruelest Way

Wang Yi's pass left Shaquille O'Neal, Wade, Curry, and the others on the sidelines stunned.

That pass had been downright otherworldly.

O'Neal even shouted, "Doctor Strange!"

Curry shook his head again and again. "Watching the replay, everyone can understand how that pass worked, but most players couldn't pull it off. You need freakish arm strength to slice the ball and make it spin that fast. I'm afraid he's the only one in the whole NBA who can do it right now."

Paul nodded beside him. "Exactly."

Wang Yi's uncanny passes had made the New York Knicks' defense almost useless.

Especially Robinson, the center in the paint. He looked tall and imposing, planted right under the basket.

But after Wang Yi's dazzling moves, the Kings' two big men kept dunking right beside him.

Tucker would dunk, then Capela would dunk. Capela would dunk, then Tucker would dunk.

By the halfway point of the first quarter, the Kings were already up by seven.

Everyone on the Knicks looked a little dejected.

Against almost every other team, their games followed much the same pattern: they'd trail by six or seven at the half-quarter mark, then fall behind by nearly ten by the end of the first.

But against the Kings, they'd all been fired up, vowing that they wouldn't let the Kings set a record against them and that they'd beat them to make the Play-in Tournament.

Yet as the game went on, it was looking like another loss.

Their morale was certainly higher than usual.

But Wang Yi's passes today were so unpredictable that their defense was all but nonexistent.

Their own offense, meanwhile, was frankly awkward.

So this situation wasn't surprising.

And that was with Wang Yi spending most of the first quarter passing instead