bayedsolid Chapter 375 Yang Yi: You're all fucking brothers!
Chapter 375 Yang Yi: You're all fucking brothers!
A between-the-legs dunk is something many people can do.
Back clasp, many people can also make it.
The back-hook arm frame can be hung by people with good jumping ability or who are tall enough.
However, switching hands between the legs, adding a back buckle, and hanging the frame with both arms are not things that everyone can do.
"Fake!"
As soon as Curry finished cursing, James followed up with a curse, and then, regardless of the occasion, jumped up and was about to rush onto the court.
Anthony Davis grabbed James from beside him.
You wouldn't let me get in and steal the spotlight earlier, so don't even think about it this time.
O'Neal, unbeknownst to anyone, had already run to the sidelines with a camera, and was yelling at Wang Xiucheng, "That's a fucking dunk! That's a fucking dunk!"
Murphy and Sims were both clutching their heads, their faces filled with disbelief.
They absolutely cannot do this move.
The screams and cheers of the fans were like boiling water, setting the stadium ablaze.
The giant screen on the dome started shaking.
The fans chanted "Wang Xiucheng" in unison and rhythmically.
Some Chinese fans who had traveled a long way held up cartoon boards of Wang Xiucheng and waved them vigorously, as if afraid that Wang Xiucheng would not see them.
At this moment, it seemed as if the roof of the stadium was about to be blown open.
The five guests on the scoring platform shook their heads as they waited for the replay.
They just want to see Wang Xiucheng dunk one more time.
Wilkins, holding his head, had already stood up.
The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.
Others may not know what Wang Xiucheng's dunk really represents.
Wilkins knew that Wang Xiucheng's dunk just now fully demonstrated his hang time and body coordination.
In a mere fraction of a second, Wang Xiucheng first performed a crossover dribble, then glided to the other side of the basket before dunking with both arms around the rim.
This series of maneuvers would be impossible to complete without sufficient hang time.
Wang Xiucheng glided from one side of the basket to the other; an ordinary player would have already started descending.
But Wang Xiucheng still had enough height to complete the hanging frame back buckle!
Wang Xiucheng's talent is indeed rare!
Wilkins couldn't help but sigh, "Wang Xiucheng might really be the face of the league in the future."
The replay began, and Wilkins looked up, his eyebrows twitching.
After slow-motion replay, Wang Xiucheng's dunk was even more terrifying.
It's like several actions that were composited together in post-production.
As the replay was played, the fans in the stadium gasped in surprise once again.
See? It's all thanks to McLong!
Otherwise, would Wang Xiucheng have been able to pull off this move?
Could those two guys, Murphy and his friend, really have gotten Wang Xiucheng to make that move?
That's wishful thinking!
In the second-floor Penguin Live broadcast room, Yang Yi stood in front of the glass window, holding a microphone and shouting, "Who else? I'm asking, who the hell is there?"
"What kind of Mike Wolf or Mike Sheep do they think they can compete with Wang Xiucheng in dunking?"
"Give me back 50 points!"
"You got 50 points because you're only worth 50 points."
"Wang Xiucheng got 50 points because the highest score he could get was 50 points!"
"Comparing dunks with Wang Xiucheng? I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I'm just saying you're all fucking noobs!"
Yang Yi disregarded the occasion and began spewing profanities, covering the large floor-to-ceiling windows with his spittle.
Normally, he would have been reminded by the director long ago.
But today, no one interrupted Yang Yi.
That dunk was absolutely perfect!
The CCTV Sports livestream next door wasn't as excessive as the Tencent Livestream.
But if you look closely, you'll notice that the host Yu Jia's legs are trembling.
This is because he was very excited at that moment.
Grandpa Zhang Weiping kept talking beside him, showing no signs of fatigue.
"Little Wang has only just begun to show some of his true abilities."
"Of the free throws last year, only the dunk over Yao Ming, O'Neal, and Jokic was decent. The rest of the dunks were just average for Wang Xiucheng."
"Thanks to McCronn, otherwise how would we have seen Wang Xiucheng's dunk?"
"Alright, the second round is about to begin." After a long pause, Yu Jia finally spoke.
On the court, Wang Xiucheng's dunk undoubtedly earned him 50 points.
This is the second perfect score tonight.
Wang Xiucheng waited until the scores were announced before high-fiving the people on the sidelines and returning to his seat.
With the scoring finished, the second round of the competition began.
Wang Xiucheng sat on the sidelines, exchanging pleasantries with the players who came over to give him high-fives, while simultaneously checking the system.
Wang Xiucheng received two tasks today.
[Task 1: Win the Slam Dunk Contest. Reward: 10,000 system points.]
[Task 2: For each perfect score achieved, the reward will be multiplied by 2 at the final settlement.]
[Note: Tiebreaker rounds will not be included in the prize calculation.]
Just like last year, winning the dunk contest will reward you with 1 system points.
But this year there were no silly three-pointer warm-ups.
Instead, a perfect score is required.
Furthermore, each time you get a perfect score, you can multiply your final reward by 2.
According to Wang Xiucheng's understanding, the reward for a perfect score is multiplied by 2 each time, which is equivalent to doubling it.
In the dunk contest finals, you can dunk four times, and if you get full marks on all of them...
The final total reward is a whopping 16 points!
This number left Wang Xiucheng speechless.
That's equivalent to spreading leaves 1.5 times!
This is also why Wang Xiucheng decided to show some of his true skills.
After shutting down the system, Wang Xiucheng looked up, intending to check the situation inside the arena, but instead saw Scarlett and Olsen on the opposite side.
Both of them were looking at him, so Wang Xiucheng smiled at them.
Scarlett and Olsen immediately blushed and looked away.
The second round of the competition has begun.
Murphy was the first to go, based on his score.
After exchanging words with several judges at the scoring table for a while, Murphy, having said something, began his performance.
Murphy took a running start and jumped, then held the ball behind his head, spinning it in a windmill motion.
As the basketball reached his head, Murphy turned 180 degrees and slammed it into the basket with both hands behind his back.
After completing this action, Murphy landed on the ground with an excited expression.
Michael Lang and Wang Xiucheng put too much pressure on him.
He couldn't guarantee success with this move every time, but in order to get into the finals, he had no choice but to risk using it.
Fortunately, I had good luck today and succeeded.
This move is very difficult, as can be seen from the expressions on the faces of the players watching the game.
Adebayo and Mitchell waved their phones excitedly.
The fans were generous with their applause, cheering for Murphy.
50, 50, 50, 48, 49.
The final score was 49.4.
With performances by Michael Lang and Wang Xiucheng preceding it, this dunk, while good, wasn't enough to earn a perfect score tonight.
But 49.4 is still a very high score.
If either McCollum or Wang Xiucheng fails to complete their second dunk, Murphy still has a chance to advance.
Sims has entered the game.
He called over some staff, brought a ladder, and hung an envelope on the basket.
Then Sims, holding the ball, performed a one-handed dunk.
With his other hand, he took the envelope off.
Inside, there was a piece of paper with "50" written on it.
He gave himself a perfect score.
However, the fans at the scene were indeed somewhat bewildered.
what is this?
He just performed a hanging dunk?
A 2.06-meter tall player performed this?
play?
He even gave himself a perfect score?
Why are you so embarrassed?