The coach temporarily put Wang Yi on the bench.

First, I wanted him to save energy.

There are still more than two quarters to play in the back, so he can't let him consume too much in front.

Second, I want him to take a look and learn.

Learn how your teammates play in a game of strategic abandonment.

I saw that the Lakers players on the field were indeed attacking, defending, and scrambling for rebounds.

But they didn't use their full strength at all.

Power only makes six or seven points.

So often in the fight for both sides to have a [-]% chance to win the rebound, the Jazz always fight for the rebound.

Mo Shi watched and shook his head.

Hearing the constant ridicule and abuse from the audience on the sidelines, Wang Yi's anger was already rising.

His fists kept clenching, and his eyes kept switching back and forth between the court and the coach.

Seeing the hungry eyes flashing in Wang Yi's eyes, James shook his head slightly and put one hand on Wang Yi's shoulder.

Instructing Wang Yi to calm down.

But in the face of this situation, how can Wang Yi calm down?

Either don't fight, or go all out.

He felt annoyed when he watched a game like the Lakers players have no effort and spirit on the court now.

Finally, with 6 minutes left in the second quarter, the Jazz had a 15-point lead.

Only then did the coach send Wang Yi to the court.

When Schroeder came off the court, he looked a little dejected.

Without James and Wang Yi to attract defenses on the court, his breakthrough would have been difficult.

Coupled with the fact that Gobert is a pillar in the interior, he is really playing as hard as constipation.

While sitting on the bench, he also looked back at Gobert and cursed in a low voice:

"Damn telephone poles!"

Hearing this, Wang Yi also looked at Gobert.

If the Lakers want to open, they must first solve this point of Gobert.

He already had an idea in his mind.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the court, the boos of the audience hit again.

As if Wang Yi was even breathing wrong.

"Shit!"

"Children from the East, have you never seen such a big scene, are your pants wet?"

"Just your skinny arms and legs, don't be crushed into patties by Gobert."

Wang Yi glanced around.

So, away muffler, start now!

At this time, Wang Yi faced Royce O'Neal again.

Royce O'Neal just scored 8 points when Wang Yi was sitting off the court, and his momentum was also in full swing.

He clapped his hands and said to Wang Yi: "Boy, it was just a warm-up, now is the real competition. COMEON!"

Wang Yi has never put Royce O'Neal in his eyes.

And at this time, he didn't plan to fight him one-on-one.

He wants to save energy.

Wang Yi pointed at the feet of Royce O'Neill to God Zhuang, and motioned for him to come over for cover.

Zhuang Shen has a big shoulder and a round waist, and the cover quality is extremely high.

With a fork, Royce O'Neal was blocked.

Wang Yi used the screen to dribble into the mid-range -- his most comfortable position.

Seeing this, Gobert hurriedly wanted to rush over to make up the defense.

Wang Yi made a false gesture of worshipping Buddha.

Gobert was shaken.

Wang Yi bent down and accelerated to the inside line.

Pulled the bar in the air to avoid Mitchell's block and made a layup.

This series of movements is not only smooth and silky, but also very beautiful.

It just feels like a treat.

The Lakers players on the sidelines applauded.

Wang Yi turned around and passed by Gobert.

Four eyes facing each other.

Wang Yi shook his head and said:

"Two-time Defensive Player of the Year, that's all?"

Wang Yi generally does not take the initiative to provoke the opponent's players.

But this time things are different.

Goberza is on the inside, like a bridgehead.

The Lakers didn't dare to rush in at all.

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