Guess what, he didn't think he was as strong as him in front of him

After getting rid of James in one step

Yang, who suddenly reached the extension of the free throw line, raised the ball in his hand and started taking three steps.

"Rookie, get out of here." Tristan Thompson, the rim-protector with his arms raised, came.

Facing Tristan Thompson who is not as tall as him and has a wingspan that is not as good as his own

Yang didn't want to look at him at all, so he changed his hands in the air and turned his interference into nothing.

As he was unable to interfere, Yang gently lifted the ball in his hand towards the basket with his fingers.

"Bang"

LeBron James, previously one-stepped, gives his response

but……

"Defensive ball interference. Ken Maur can really withstand pressure." When the Cavaliers fans wanted to gain momentum, Ken Maur promptly gave a defensive ball interference gesture like a basin of cold water.

"But the penalty was correct. The ball hit the backboard first." The replay clearly showed the ball first hitting the backboard and then being blocked.

"Charles, listen!" O'Neal heard something and looked directly at Charles Barkley

"Refereesucks, refereesucks, refereesucks." The Cavaliers' home fans couldn't help but started to curse the referee.

"In the eyes of the referees, you are like the sun that is about to set. They will not treat you like a king. You will only get worse and worse." Winning on the court does not satisfy Yang, but he also wants to win on the lips.

"You will also grow old, and by then, the referee will not treat you well."

"By then, you should be farming in Akron! After all, if you can't maintain your figure, you won't be able to attract sponsors anymore."

"By the way, how about we make a bet."
Chapter completed!