Seeing that Wang Yi had changed, D'Antoni asked Wang Yi: "How do you want to play tonight?"
Wang Yi's playing style changes so much that D'Antoni needs to ask this question before every game.
Although he often doesn't get a clear response, whether he gets a response is one thing, and whether he, as the head coach, asks is another.
Wang Yi shook his head and said:
"I don't know either, but don't worry, I won't let you lose!"
D'Antoni had expected Wang Yi's answer, and others had obviously expected it too, so it was not surprising.
D'Antoni said to everyone: "Well, since Wang is back, the 14 points behind is not a problem at all. It's our turn to fight back in the second half!"
"Ho ho ho..."
The Kings players raised their fists and chanted in unison.
Except Doug.
Doug was lazily leaning against the closet, looking at this group of guys as if he was looking at a middle-aged teenager, and said lightly: "Tch."
D'Antoni looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time.
So he waved his hand, and all the players filed out of the locker room.
After Doug waited for everyone to leave, he lazily left the locker room.
This guy seems to be out of tune with all the players at all times.
The Kings players came to the sidelines to prepare for the game.
Wang Yi came to the court, did some simple stretching exercises, then started jogging, and then started shooting.
Finally started dunking.
This series of warm-up movements range from slow to fast, from gentle to rough.
Opposite the basket where Wang Yi shot, Morant was also practicing shooting.
He has a feather shuttlecock on his head and instant noodles on the back of his head.
He talks nonsense and wants to buckle anyone he sees.
It has been ten years, from the time he first entered the league to now, this guy has hardly changed.
He saw that Wang Yi's dunk was so powerful that it looked like he was going to tear the entire basket into pieces.
He was slightly frightened.
He was even more surprised when he saw Wang Yi's three-point shooting percentage.
Judging from Wang Yi's shooting percentage and his dunks, there was nothing abnormal about Wang Yi's body today.
A group that is accurate in shooting.
Morant counted in his mind and found that he had hit thirty-five consecutive three-pointers.
Looking at Wang Yi's take-off height when he dunked, although he did not use all his strength, it can be seen that the height is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. Half of his head has already exceeded the basket.
In shock, Morant asked Xiao Qiao next to him:
"Was he so accurate in his warm-up shots before?"
Xiao Qiao nodded and made an exaggerated expression:
"It used to be more accurate than this. I saw him hit 74 consecutive three-pointers during training. I also saw him hit 93 of 100 three-pointers."
Morant thought that Wang Yi's training shooting percentage was very high, but he did not expect it to be so high.
But then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems like he hasn't returned to his peak level yet, so that's easy to say."
Xiao Qiao shook his head: "But it's better to be careful. He is the boss and can do anything."
Morant glared.
Xiao Qiao also realized that there was something wrong with what he said, so he quickly smiled and said apologetically:
"Sorry boss, I mean he was my former boss, but I was used to calling him my old boss, so..."
"Then we will kill your former boss tonight, are you willing?"
Xiao Qiao nodded:
"Of course I do. Wang once taught me that as professionals, we must have a professional spirit. No matter what our relationship is with each other, as long as we are on the court and as long as we are opponents, we must try our best to kill each other.
In Chinese terms, everyone is his own master."
Morant nodded:
"That's true, but why do I sound so unhappy? Delete the sentence 'The king once said'."
Xiao Qiao chuckled and said, "Boss, you won't even be jealous."
Morant stroked his beard: "This is not jealousy. Anyway, when I heard you say, 'What did the king once say?', I felt unhappy."
Xiao Qiao nodded repeatedly: "OK, I'll just leave it alone. After all, Wang once said that you still need to be discerning to be a good person."
When Morant heard this, he threw the basketball in his hand at Xiao Qiao: "Are you fucking trying to make me angry?"
Xiao Qiao laughed and ran away: "Sorry, sorry, I really did it on purpose this time!"
Morant pretended to be angry and said: "Go to hell!"
With that said, he picked up a basketball and threw it at Xiao Qiao again.
After Xiao Qiao caught the ball, he dunked directly under the basket.
After landing, he gave Morant a thumbs up: "Good pass!"
Wang Yi saw that his former little brother could now integrate into the Grizzlies team and play with Morant, and he was also happy for Xiao Qiao.
At this time, in the live broadcast room of China CTV5, Director Zhang saw Wang Yi warming up on the court, and saw Wang Yi's jumping height and shooting state. He nodded:
"It seems that Wang Yi's health is fine. Look at him dribbling, bang bang bang, he's excited. Oh~~~ Look at the height of his jump. Oh~~~~~Look at the shooting crosshair again. This
People are very much looking forward to Wang Yi’s next performance!”
Yang Yi next to him made a rare interjection: "Wang Yi is back, and there will be great drama in the second half. The showdown between Wang Yi and Morant will be a highlight of this game."
On the barrage, fans became excited when they saw Wang Yi coming back.
"Brother Yi is back, this game is unique!"
"The good news is that Brother Yi is back, the bad news is that Brother Zui already scored 18 points in the first half, and we basically can't count on him in the second half."
"Just kidding, the scarf has completed its mission, now it's up to Brother Yi."
"The 18-point essence of humanity has done what it can."
While the two sides were talking, the second half of the game started.
The moment Wang Yi stepped onto the sideline, a system prompt sounded in his mind:
【Please host to sign in.】
"Sign in."
【Sign in successfully.】
[Sign-in reward: An intermediate death shackles experience card.]
[Intermediate Death Shackles Experience Card: Death Coil Advanced Edition. After use, the host's defensive ability will reach the top in history. Including steals, blocks and rebounding abilities. Passive: Offensive players are only defended by the host, and their shooting rate is only 10%.
.]
[Usage time limit: 24 minutes.]
When Wang Yi heard this, he secretly shook his head.
How is 10% enough?
He knew that the hit rate given by the general system would fluctuate up and down.
For example, if you usually give yourself a 50% three-point shooting rate, if you shoot well, you can exceed 50%, but if you just throw it casually, the shooting rate will be lower than 50%.
The Death Shackles also limit the opponent's hit rate.
If you defend casually, the opponent's shooting rate will be higher than 10%.
On the contrary, if you try your best to defend your opponent, the opponent's shooting rate will be less than 10%.
Since the system gave me the Death Shackles experience card today, I have to completely strangle Morant's shooting percentage to death.
0%!
Chapter completed!