Basketball System: Rebound of the Underdog

Yuze was carried out by the medical team, leaving the court in an ambiguous mood.

Chaoxing sighed and massaged his temples. "I swear—those Giants always have to ruin the experience for everybody. I hate those guys."

Fabin then turned to Max. "Do you think Yuze would be okay?"

Max pursed his lips in frustration. As someone who had admired Yuze even before they faced each other in the Finals, he felt unpleasant.

Calvin also shook his head from the sidelines. "Fuck," he muttered. "That didn't look like an ordinary fall."

On the bench, Lina was about to leave. However, Coach Muchen held onto her shoulder. "I'll go," he said.

"Coach—," she tried to protest, but Muchen shook his head.

"Just focus on the game. We still have three minutes left. Moreover, I highly doubt Yuze would want you to see him in that state. Let me handle this stressful event, alright?"

Lina still appeared hesitant, but she nodded in the end.

"Alright," he muttered. "Make sure no one else gets hurt, okay?"

Lina nodded once more.

Then, the referee signaled the start of the game. However, before all that, Ming Yao had graduated with five fouls.
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"Five fouls, already?" he asked before shaking his head, amusement still seen in his eyes.

It was alright. He had still fulfilled his objective. He glanced at the scoreboard and saw their points—61. It was pathetic, he knew. However, at the same time, they only needed three more points to surpass the points of the Lizards and make it into the quarter-finals.

He had been keeping track, and he already computed all the possibilities. As long as they scored at least 64 points in this game, then they would be able to play in the top 16.

With that, he went back to the bench with a small smile on his face.

"That guy is going to hell," Suzy muttered as she saw Ming Yao's expression.

Meanwhile, on the court, Kai was in the free throw area, shooting the foul in Yuze's stead. He was awfully calm, making the onlookers wonder if he was even affected by the situation.

As expected, he was able to sink the two shots without any problem.

61-93.

Wong caught the ball and passed it to his teammate. Then, he went to where Kai was, feeling something strange brewing. Wong felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't know the reason.

On the other hand, Kai had no other thoughts in his mind except that it was time to go all out.

The ball was back in play, but this time, something was different. The Giants had no idea what was coming.

The Dogs were in their faces, faster, more aggressive than he'd been all game. Kai had the ball now, and the Giant defender in front of him was too slow. Kai's dribble was a blur, and with one quick step, he was past his man. The defender tried to recover, but Kai was already in the air, releasing the ball just over the outstretched arms of Ming Yao.

Swish.

The Giants barely had time to react before the Dogs were pressing again, suffocating them on defense. Andy stepped up, anticipating the pass that came toward his defender. He jumped in the passing lane, tipping the ball just enough to knock it loose.

Kai pounced, stealing the ball and driving hard to the basket. He didn't stop. He wasn't about to slow down. The fire in his eyes burned brighter with each possession. He soared through the paint, releasing the ball with a perfect touch of the glass.

The Dogs didn't let up. For the next three minutes, it was a defensive clinic. The Giants couldn't move without a hand in their face, without a body pressing into them, making every step a struggle. Renren, quick and low to the ground, darted in between the Giants' legs, swiping the ball clean from their grasp.

He didn't need to go up high—he took the game to the floor, frustrating the taller players who couldn't keep up.

Ming Yao watched with wide eyes as the time ticked down. "Just three points," he muttered. They just needed three points in those three minutes, but what was this? They couldn't even do it?

The Giants tried to go inside, pushing their way into the paint, but without Yuze, Kai had taken over as the defensive leader. He wasn't letting anyone get an easy shot. Wong caught the ball on the low block, but before he could even turn to the basket, Kai was there, swiping the ball out of his hands with ferocity.

The crowd erupted as Kai sprinted down the court again. His body moved like it was made of fire, quick and unpredictable. The Giants couldn't contain him, couldn't keep up with his relentless speed. He was everywhere—on defense, on offense—playing with a fury that they had set off without warning.

Max watched the game with a frown. "I've never seen him like this before," he muttered.

"He seems to be in…the zone," he said, his eyes widening in realization.

Andy nailed another three-pointer from the corner, pushing the lead even further. He shot with such confidence now that the height difference didn't matter. The Giants tried to close out, but every time they jumped, the ball was already in the air, flying perfectly toward the basket.

The Dogs were unstoppable. Every player seemed to feed off of the anger they felt with Yuze's injury. Renren's passes were sharp, threading through the Giants' long arms with precision. Lina, even from the sidelines, was calling plays that broke down the Giants' defense like clockwork. They had no answer for the speed, the skill, and the fire that was now burning through the Shizi Dogs.

The minutes ticked down, and the scoreboard kept climbing. The Giants couldn't score. Not a single point in those three minutes.

The buzzer sounded at the end of the fourth quarter. The score flashed on the board: 101-61.

A forty-point lead.

Kai walked, sweat dripping down his face, but his expression was calm, almost serene. He had done it. They had done it.

Chaoxing, watching from the sidelines, nodded slowly. There was something in his chest, something he hadn't felt in a long time.

"What a scary team," he muttered to himself.