NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

As for Beverly, when his hand was still two inches away from Wang Yi's face, he suddenly retracted it.

There was no physical contact with Wang Yi.

Wang Yi frowned.

Beverley has always played dirty.

So just now he subconsciously thought that Beverly was really going to slap him in the face.

It's better to slap him on the face, but if you're like Green, you'll get a kick in the eye, it'll be uncomfortable.

It seems that his mind is still not so firm.

But eating a cut will make you wiser.

It is impossible for Wang Yi to be planted in the same drain twice in a row.

At the same time, in the Tencent NBA live broadcast room.

The two commentators said:

"Sure enough, the magic is no more."

"Yes, but it's like a normal player's shooting percentage."

"Yeah, if every shot goes in, it's scary."

On the barrage, the sunspots saw that Wang Yi didn't get in after one shot, and suddenly came out and jumped again.

"Finally, the original form is revealed."

"His luck is running out."

"The shot was good before, just because the opponent didn't give him strength. Look, now Beverley has put him on the body, and it will die immediately."

"This body is too bad to say anything. The mad dog just started showing his fangs, and before he could bite, he fell down first."

"Come back quickly and lose all the faces of the Huaxia people."

At this time, on the field, after Wang Yi missed the shot, he was not discouraged at all.

45% hit rate, impossible to score all the balls.

Looking back, he once again faced Leonard's offense.

This time, Leonard finally broke free from Wang Yi's defense through the cover of their center Zubac.

Hit a mid-range.

The difference is now 12 points.

Wang Yi serves.

When James caught the ball, he said:

"Wang, do you still dare to vote?"

A confident smile appeared on Wang Yi's face:

"As long as you dare to pass it on."

James doesn't know where Wang Yi's confidence comes from.

Wang Yi's state tonight is obviously not as hot as the last one.

But he was still so confident.

Is it because of yesterday's training?

While thinking, James dribbled the ball to the frontcourt.

Wang Yi has bypassed the cover of the thick eyebrows and came outside the 45-degree three-point line on the left.

At this moment, he was facing the basket.

Beverley at the back, like a mad dog, squeezed past the defense and chased after him.

James' ball has come out.

Wang Yi catches the ball.

Take off suddenly with your back to the basket.

Man in the air, turned around.

Lean back.

Extend your right foot slightly forward, keeping your balance.

Left arm raised.

Shake your wrist!

Shot!

This ball is no longer a graceful arc.

But a very flat arc.

Basketball also flies fast.

Like a high-speed cannonball.

bang——

Into the basket!

At this time, Beverley thought that after Wang Yi caught the ball, he had to at least turn around and take off again.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yi had already taken off with his back to the basket, and only turned around in the air.

He didn't even have time to seal the cover when he heard a bang from behind him.

The voice of the live DJ has already sounded:

"Three points, from Wang—Yi—"

Hearing this strange, weird oriental name, Beverly shook his fist.