“Fuck!”

On the commentary desk, Su Qun, caught off guard, couldn't control his mouth and swore directly.

"This… that just now was incredible! Slaughter is a genuine American guard. Our Chinese players, too, have a day where they dunk on an American guard on the world stage. It's really unbelievable."

Su Qun was so invested that he didn't even realize it.

"Tang Tian does this all the time. Back in the NBA, he dunked on Nurkic, Vucevic; those guys are all big centers. Dunking on a guard is nothing new for him."

Zhang Weiping had an expression that said, you still haven't seen much of the world.

"Haha, you're right. Let's watch the game. I think the Polish team will be calling another timeout soon."

Su Qun came back to his senses and realized he'd misspoke, quickly changing the subject.

Taylor also watched in a daze.

He wanted to call another timeout, but only two possessions had passed.

A very obvious reality was that it wouldn't help even if he did.

Fortunately, Waczynski stepped up at a crucial moment. He received the ball and broke through Abdusalam's defense, scoring a layup and finally breaking the Polish team's scoring drought.

Abdusalam's defense was something he needed to work hard to improve in the future.

Taylor came back to his senses at this point and shouted loudly to remind his players to defend.

He had extensive coaching experience in Europe, but this was the first time his team had been so ravaged, leaving him somewhat disoriented.

Waczynski's basket brought him back to reality.

When Tang Tian held the ball again, the Polish team immediately double-teamed him with three players.

But that was giving the Chinese team other opportunities.

After all, besides Tang Tian, Yi Jianlian and Ding Yanyu Hang were also players with NBA rotation-level skills.

Before, when Tang Tian wasn't there, Argentina had been focused on guarding Ding Yanyu Hang, and Yi Jianlian's one-on-one skills were relatively rough, so the Chinese team couldn't break through.

But now that Tang Tian was drawing three defenders, they were playing with too much freedom.

And more importantly, Tang Tian's passing was top-notch.

The instant before the three-man double-team formed, he raised his hand.

The ball, as if guided by GPS, went directly through the gap between the players and into the hands of the cutting Ding Yanyu Hang.

Yi Jianlian held Kulig in place, and after receiving the ball, Ding Yanyu Hang took a step and took off, delivering a powerful two-handed dunk.

11 to 2!

The Chinese team continued to extend its lead!

Back on the other end, Slaughter's long-range three-point attempt missed everything!

Clearly, after the Chinese team's continuous offensive surge, the Polish team's mentality had begun to collapse.

Taylor was still shouting, but his mouth was dry, and his voice was already hoarse.

In the face of an absolute difference in strength, his pep talks and efforts seemed to turn into nothing but struggle.

Tang Tian continued to hold the ball in the frontcourt, and the Polish team still double-teamed him with three players.

But unlike the previous time, the three players stretched out their arms as much as possible when double-teaming, expanding their individual defensive area to prevent Tang Tian from passing the ball as easily as before.

It was at this moment that something even more devastating happened to them.

Tang Tian saw that the Polish players' hands were outstretched and their feet were spread relatively wide. Seizing the opportunity, he made a bounce pass.

The ball went straight through Ponitka's legs, bounced up, and went into Ding Yanyu Hang's hands.

The commentators Su Qun and Zhang Weiping forgot to speak this time.

Because the ball really seemed to have eyes.

After receiving the ball, Ding Yanyu Hang broke through again.

This time Kulig went around Yi Jianlian in advance to provide help defense.

Seeing this, Ding Yanyu Hang threw the ball into the air above the basket while moving.

Yi Jianlian followed, leaping up and grabbing the ball with one hand, slamming it directly into the basket.

"Boom!"

A visually stunning one-handed alley-oop dunk, the ball was smashed heavily into the basket!

From Tang Tian's dunk to Yi Jianlian's alley-oop dunk just now, after Poland called a timeout, the Chinese team dunked on them three times in a row!

This wasn't just rubbing them on the front, it was flipping the Polish team over and pounding them on the back too!

13 to 2!

In less than half a quarter, the Chinese team had beaten the Polish team to the point where they couldn't find their way!

At this time, the happiest person was Zhang Weiping on the commentary desk. With the score and situation in front of him, saying that the Chinese team would definitely win was only a conservative prediction.

Of course, all Chinese fans were genuinely delighted.

If Tang Tian had played, they felt that they could have easily taken down the Argentinian team in the first game as well.

The Polish team's situation was completely passive, and Taylor's voice on the sidelines had really gone hoarse.

But it really didn't do much good.

Near the end of the first half, the Chinese team led 41 to 20, and the point difference between the two sides was even greater than the points scored by the Polish team.

Slaughter made a passing error, but luckily it grazed Zhai Xiaochuan's butt and went out of bounds, so the ball still belonged to the Polish team.

At this time, there were only 12.5 seconds left in the first half.

Taylor called a timeout.

After being rubbed on the ground for half the game, he obviously hoped that the team could execute a successful play to end the first half.

This would not only reduce the point difference to less than 20 points, but also regain some momentum and lay a foundation for the team's counterattack in the second half.

When the timeout ended, Polish center Kulig passed the ball in the frontcourt.

The Polish team had a screen at the free throw line, and Slaughter came out to receive the ball with Sier's screen.

However, Kulig inexplicably passed a bounce pass. The ball was too slow, and Zhai Xiaochuan intercepted it directly.

After the interception, Zhai Xiaochuan passed the ball to Ding Yanyu Hang, who was fouled by Slaughter when he tried to make a fast break.

Because the number of fouls had been reached, the foul sent Ding Yanyu Hang directly to the free throw line.

Taylor's face was livid. He didn't expect the team's experienced center to make such a mistake.

But this was also reasonable.

The Polish team had been badly beaten by the Chinese team for half the game, and the players' mentality had already collapsed.

Just like what Taylor had said to them before the game—that 24 people were competing against 1.4 billion people to be remembered—they had indeed achieved it, but obviously not in a good way.

So at this time, it was really difficult to expect them to have normal tactical execution.

Ding Yanyu Hang made both free throws, and the Chinese team extended its lead to 23 points.

Taylor called another timeout.

He was going all-in, regardless of the second half, he had to score before the end of the first half.

"Wake up! We are on the World Cup stage, we are representing the Polish national team in the game!"

During the timeout, he shouted at Kulig.

He didn't choose to distrust the team's starting center because of a passing error.

On the contrary, he still decided to let Kulig pass the ball.

This was a kind of encouragement to him, and it was also hoped that his state could be restored through trust.

When the timeout ended, the Polish team continued their frontcourt sideline play.

There were no obvious tactical changes in the tactical movement compared to the previous timeout.

Li Chunjiang shouted from the sidelines, telling Zhai Xiaochuan to pay attention to the screen.

But at this moment, something happened that no one expected.

Kulig directly passed the ball to Ponitka.

Ponitka didn't even react, because in the tactical arrangement, he was only responsible for feinting.

"Pa!"

At the moment when Ponitka was stunned, Tang Tian snatched the ball directly!

Taylor's expression was desperate.

The Polish team's continuous sideline plays had failed!