Facing Zubac's provocation, Wang Yi started dribbling.

Dribble the ball and lean back.

Zubaci immediately let out a muffled groan.

The storm surged in his heart again.

Sure enough, this guy's power is really great, it's not an illusion.

So when Wang Yi took the second dribble and leaned in, he crossed his arms on his chest and leaned against Wang Yi with his upper body, holding back all his energy.

Both cheeks were bulging like frogs.

No matter what, he had to stop this guy.

However, when Wang Yi came closer, all his dreams were shattered.

Under Wang Yi's support, he involuntarily took a big step back.

When he leaned in for the third time, he took a big step back again.

At this time, the two of them have reached the basket.

Wang Yi turned around directly.

Facing Zubac, who was more than 20 centimeters taller than him, he shouted loudly and tried to dunk him.

There is no run-up, no false moves.

I just want to arrest you right in front of your face.

Zubac quickly stretched out his arms, ready to jump at any time.

If I, a 2.13 meter tall man, were dunked in this way by a 1.92 meter tall guy, it would be tantamount to a great shame and humiliation.

At this moment, Wang Yi had already jumped up into the sky.

Zubac also jumped up at the same time.

But his take-off height is almost half that of Wang Yi.

In addition, Wang Yi has big hands and long arms.

He raised the ball high with both hands and slammed it toward the basket through Zubac.

Zubac's arm had already hit Wang Yi's hands.

However, it had no effect at all. Wang Yi's arms seemed to have great power.

He pressed Zubac's arms hard and drove the ball into the basket.

At the same time, after an aerial confrontation with Wang Yi, Zubac lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Rumble——

The basket made a thunderous sound, and the basketball stand kept pitching back and forth, as if worshiping Wang Yi.

After landing, Wang Yi looked down at Zubac.

Try another provocation.

Seeing this, Xue Bu secretly clicked his tongue.

Fortunately, he did not guard against Wang Yi.

This guy was a little too violent today.

If I had defended Wang Yi by myself just now, I might have died without knowing how.

When Clippers coach Tyronn Lue saw this, he felt bad and quickly called a timeout.

He was also surprised that Wang Yi seemed to be as violent as a thug today.

He was also surprised by the power Wang Yi showed.

But he didn't have an intuitive feeling.

So when he came off the field, he went up to Zubac and yelled angrily: "Can you be tougher? You are like a softie..."

Zubac felt angry and aggrieved at the same time.

If you can do it, go ahead. If you can't do it, don't beep.

Call me soft?

Go up there and try, can you get hard?

Of course, this is just what I'm saying.

On the surface, he just looked confused: "That guy is too powerful."

When he said this, Tyronn Lue became angry.

"He is 20 kilograms lighter than you. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than you? Can he be tougher? Can he be tougher?"

Zubac knew that the head coach could not understand that feeling, so he could only say nothing. Nader looked at Zubac with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

There was also a trace of doubt in Paojiao's eyes.

Zubac was watched by so many people, and he felt aggrieved in his heart.

However, he still planned to hold on a little longer.

How could that guy contain as much power as a bull in such a small body?

He still thinks it's an illusion, so he wants to go up there and try again.

After playing again, because Zubac had just committed a foul, Wang Yi added a free throw.

What people didn't expect was that Wang Yi, who had a free throw shooting rate of close to 93% in the past, failed to hit his first free throw today.

O'Neal on the sidelines was surprised: "Wang Yi failed to make a free throw. This is rare."

Wang Yi had already guessed what O'Neal was talking about, and he turned to look at O'Neal.

It's not because of you.

No matter how accurate your free throws were during your peak period, I wouldn't have missed the free throws.

The Clippers attack next.

Since Zubac was hit by Wang Yi just now, the ball was not handed to him this time.

Instead, Reggie Jackson initiated the offense from the outside.

He broke through Hield's defense and went directly to the inside.

He swayed inside, knocked Bagley away, and then made a throw.

However, just when he threw the ball, Wang Yi, who was still in the right corner, flew over diagonally for some reason.

His right arm seemed to be carrying a heavy hammer, rounded and swung towards the basketball.

The poor basketball was shot down just as it was rising.

Flying far up to the auditorium.

It was accompanied by an extremely loud sound.

Snap——

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

Damn it.

How cruel!

O'Neal on the sidelines also exclaimed: "Thug No. 0, he is the real Thug No. 0. Clippers fans gave him the title Thug No. 0, and now he shows a real thug temperament on the court. Clippers

Fans may regret that they created this nickname, which activated Wang Yi’s thug temperament.”

Seeing Wang Yi's performance, all the Kings generals were stunned.

Wang Yi's performance today can no longer be described as fierce.

This is simply violent, brutal, cruel, heinous and unforgivable.

After two more rounds, the Kings missed a three-pointer, and the Clippers grabbed rebounds and launched a counterattack.

Reggie Jackson dribbled the ball and headed toward the frontcourt.

But at this time, Wang Yi immediately returned to defense and blocked Reggie Jackson.

Seeing that the fast break failed, Reggie Jackson could only turn his head and glance at the other teammates behind him.

It seems that he wants to wait for other teammates to come over before reorganizing the attack.

But after looking at his teammates, he suddenly lowered his center of gravity again.

At the same time, with a simple small change of direction, it had already passed by Wang Yi's side.

Wang Yi was indeed paralyzed by his turning back this time.

He had straightened up slightly and was waiting for him to organize his next attack.
To be continued...