The luminaries on the sidelines wore expressions of utter disbelief. Isaiah Thomas clutched his head, equally stunned by Su Xi's explosive power and creativity.
The television cameras also captured Jordan's surprised expression; he even looked up to watch the slow-motion replay.
While Su Xi's body control hadn't reached a god-like level, it was certainly first-class. His flexibility was exceptional, and when combined with his immense strength—a direct contrast to that suppleness—it filled his aerial maneuvers with a unique blend of violence and grace.
Most importantly, he possessed a shrewd, calculating mind and enormous hands. His self-pass for the dunk looked fluid and effortless.
The play caught Jordan's eye. 'But that doesn't mean Su Xi is better than me,' he thought. 'I can make that move too. In fact, I could do it more perfectly—jump, hang in the air for a reverse layup, and slice through the defense with even greater ease.'
Jordan had seen Su Xi play before.
