After Wang Yi took action, the red light finally came on as the basketball flew towards the basket.
The game time has run out.
But the basketball is like a traveler beyond time, continuing to fly towards the basket.
At this moment, the entire stadium was frozen.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the basketball.
Everything else seems to be still.
Only the orange basketball with its surface covered with granular protrusions was moving. It continued to fly towards the basket, and the whole scene looked like it was made with special effects in a movie.
final.
Swish——
There was a pleasant friction sound, and the basketball went straight into the net.
At this moment, wow——
The entire Golden 1 Center's 17,500 spectators were immediately excited.
Huge cheers filled the Golden 1 Center.
The streets filled the space around the Golden 1 Center, and the 50,000 fans in the square outside the Golden 1 Center also cheered in unison.
There were countless fans cheering loudly in front of the TV at this moment.
Among the Huaxia Huali Basketball School.
The more than 200 teachers and students also cheered in unison.
The entire lecture theater has become a sea of ​​joy.
At this time, Wang Jianhua couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly and waved violently.
Several teachers nearby roared angrily.
"The ball is in! The ball is in! Good goal——"
Their voices seemed to have changed because they were so excited.
The chubby Pangbo jumped onto his seat and shouted "Brother Yi is awesome" in unison with the students around him.
In Xu Jingyu’s live broadcast room, I was squirting directly.
“Ah————Ah——————”
"Ahhh——"
“Ah————————Ah——————”
His excited screams lasted for half a minute.
At the same time, Golden One Center.
Under the gaze of 17,500 pairs of eyes in the audience, and under the gaze of tens of millions of eyes in front of the screen, Wang Yi looked down at Arthur Wang at his feet.
He raised his right hand slightly:
"No need to pay tribute."
At this moment, Wang Arthur felt a deep sense of humiliation in his heart.
After Wang Yi knocked down Arthur Wang, he killed him in front of him.
This is undoubtedly the most humiliating way to kill this guy.
It was okay to be knocked down, but the opponent also made a three-pointer. I barely tolerated being knocked down and made a three-pointer. In the end, it was still a buzzer-beater, just winning by one point.
This is what makes him most angry.
However, what made him break his guard the most was Wang Yi's words of "I'm free of charge".
What does it mean to be free from gifts?
Does that mean that you are now paying homage to him, the king?
I salute your sister.
But now lying down in front of Wang Yi, it really feels like I am saluting Wang Yi.
This made Wang Arthur almost want to vomit blood.
At the same time, after Wang Yi killed Arthur Wang, all articles, videos, and pictures on various social media, various forums, and major newspapers expressed their shock.
The New York Times: "Is it fate or coincidence, Wang Yi really killed Arthur."
Daily Mail: "Wang Yi's prediction before the game came true, he will kill King Arthur"
Houston Chronicle: "Knocked down and defeated!!! Defeat the opponent in the most humiliating way"
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As for Wang Yi's fans, they all became excited at this time, browsing this forum and browsing that website.
"Brother Yi really hit the mark, he's so awesome! This is it!"
"So, what is real awesomeness? Real awesomeness is when all the awesomeness you have boasted has become a reality, and Brother Yi is the real awesomeness."
"That's not all. During the last ball, Brother Yi said something to Arthur Wang, and then pointed at the floor, and the place where he finally hit the ball was exactly where he was pointing. So everyone guess what Brother Yi said at that time.
What did you say to Wang Arthur?"
In fact, you can know what Wang Yi said at that time without guessing?
"Holy shit, it's really true."
"Really or not, Brother Yi is a bit too good at playing football."
"It's true. Look at the sports English translation. That's what Brother Yi said at that time."
"I'm going to kill you right here. I can only say shit about this. Not only did I predict before the game that I'm going to kill you today, but I told you blatantly in the last 3 seconds of the game that I'm going to kill you right here."
I have told you the result of killing you absolutely, but in the end you just can’t prevent it, so I’ll ask you who else is there.”
On the other hand, those sunspots finally disappeared one by one at this time.
Wang Yi not only scored a full 70 points in this game, but also knocked down Arthur Wang at the last second and defeated the Lakers.
This makes them unable to do anything black even if they want to.
Don't you think Wang Yi should knock down Wang Arthur? Isn't this immoral?
At this time, after Wang Yi made the winning goal on the spot, he was not as excited as the audience and the players of his own team.
He just shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with his final kill.
Then, as if he had done nothing, he turned around and walked towards the players' tunnel.
There was no trace of excitement on his expression.
There was also a joyful atmosphere in the locker room after the game.
But Wang Yi still looked indifferent.
He wanted to remind these players not to take it lightly. The next few games will all be fierce battles.
But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it and let them enjoy their victory tonight.
As the boss of a team, you can't put pressure on these players all the time. Let them relax when they should relax, and make them happy when they should be happy.
Tonight's post-match press conference was attended by Wang Yi alone.
The person who often accompanied him to press conferences in the past was Danny.
Sometimes it would be Xiao Qiao, but now both of them are injured.
Everyone else's performance tonight was average.
Therefore, only Wang Yi can attend the press conference.
A reporter from the Wall Street Journal asked Wang Yi.
"Wang, there is a video circulating on the Internet. Before the game, you told Arthur that you would kill the Lakers. In the end, you really came true. How did you know that you were really going to kill Arthur? Are you a prophecy?
Home?.”
Wang Yi nodded:
"Yes, I am really a prophet."
This was of course a joke, and all the more than 100 reporters present laughed out loud.
The reporter then followed Wang Yi’s words and said:
"In that case, can you predict the future trend of the game between your two teams?"
Wang Yi spread his hands and said:
"certainly."
When the reporters saw Wang Yi speaking so firmly, they laughed again. One reporter asked jokingly: "Do you need props for your prophecy? I remember that Chinese divination requires bamboo sticks, tortoise shells, copper coins and the like."
Wang Yi shook his head: "My predictions don't need those, they only need my mouth."
Having said this, the smile on his face disappeared and he became serious and solemn:
Chapter completed!