50:70!
The score displayed on the big screen in Duke University's basketball arena was hard for the fans to accept.
"Perhaps no one would have thought that Duke University, as the reigning champion, would be crushed on their home court!"
Seeing the score on the court and less than four minutes remaining, the commentator on the sidelines said, "We can congratulate Oklahoma University and their core, Trae Young, in advance for successfully advancing to the Final Four!"
The remarks from the two commentators further crushed the home team's morale, and the entire arena fell silent.
Seeing that the team had no hope of a comeback, Coach K replaced all the starters.
At this moment, Kai Chen, wearing the No. 23 jersey and sitting at the end of the bench, began to feel his nerves tighten.
At the "talent-rich" Duke University, Kai Chen rarely got a chance to play.
And this year was his last time representing Duke University, so he had to seize the opportunity to perform well enough to secure a late second-round draft prospect for himself in the upcoming draft.
"Kai!"
Looking at the team's low morale, Coach K shook his head helplessly. His gaze swept across the bench and finally landed on Kai Chen.
For the past three years, this young man from Dragon Country had always played the role of a "cheerleader captain" on the team—handing towels and water to teammates… and occasionally acting as a "clown" to add some fun to the team.
And this year would be his last time playing for Duke University.
Thinking of this, Coach K waved to Kai Chen.
"Take off your jacket and get ready to play!"
[Ding!]
[Detecting that the host is preparing to enter the arena. The Basketball God System is activating!]
Just as Kai Chen was taking off his jacket and getting ready, a strange electronic prompt sounded in his mind.
What the heck? A basketball god system??
[Does the host want to activate?]
[Does the host want to activate?]
After hearing the system's repeated inquiries, Kai Chen quickly understood what was happening.
This was a damn system!
But it's been three years! System, why are you only coming now?
"Quick… activate it now!!!"
[Based on the host's height, weight, and position, a random star will be matched for fusion!]
[The system is screening for stars!]
[Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, Dwyane Wade, James Harden, Allen Iverson, Reggie Miller, Jerry West, Manu Ginobili, Ray Allen, Klay Thompson, Devin Booker…]
[Congratulations to the host for drawing Devin Booker. Fusing…]
"What?!"
"So many superstars, and you only gave me Devin Booker!?"
Before Kai Chen could complain further, a virtual display screen, like a projection, appeared in his mind.
[Name: Kai Chen]
Height: 198 cm
Weight: 93 kg
Wingspan: 206 cm
[Basketball Fundamentals]
Close-range shooting: 90
Mid-range shooting: 90
Three-point shooting: 94
Rebounding ability: 55
Defensive ability: 70
Passing ability: 70
[Dynamic Talent]
Jumping ability: 85
Explosiveness: 80
Dribbling: 88
Speed: 88
Overall rating: 89
[Special Note: Length: 33 cm!]
[All attributes max out at 99 and can break through the limit through system quest rewards]
Length 33 cm?!?!
"Haha… actually, Booker isn't bad either!"
Feeling the swelling sensation from his basketball shorts, Kai Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Beep!"
Seeing Kai Chen still giggling on the sidelines, the main referee blew his whistle and said impatiently, "Duke University's No. 23, please enter the court immediately!"
Kai Chen didn't dare delay and immediately jogged onto the court.
Wearing Kobe's sneakers and the No. 23 blue-and-white home jersey, Kai Chen caused quite a stir among the fans as he ran onto the court.
"Is there really no one left at Duke?"
"Damn it! Wearing Kobe's shoes and Jordan's jersey—who does he think he is?"
"He doesn't even know how to enter the court, just standing there grinning foolishly. What a talent."
"So embarrassing. Get out of Duke University!"
Seeing Kai Chen's disheveled appearance, the fans erupted in deafening boos.
There were only four minutes left in the game, and they were putting Kai Chen in?
In their eyes, Kai Chen's appearance was a sign that Duke University had given up the game.
Duke University inbounded the ball. Their point guard dribbled past half-court and passed the ball to Kai Chen.
At this moment, the center in the paint kept moving, reaching out to Kai Chen for the ball.
Grayson Allen, on the left side of the three-point line, also raised his hand to signal.
Originally, Kai Chen's role was to defend and bring the ball past half-court; at this point, he should have handed it off to his teammates.
But now—
Kai Chen completely ignored their requests and signals.
"Damn it, I have the system's blessing now. Why would I pass to you guys!"
Just as his teammates were about to scold him—
"What?"
"He actually shot a three-pointer directly, without any adjustment?"
As the live commentator's words fell, Kai Chen, standing outside the left wing three-point line, stopped abruptly, jumped, shot, and flicked his wrist. The entire motion flowed smoothly, like clouds and running water.
"Swish!"
The basketball pierced the net cleanly.
53:70!
His teammates were stunned, mouths agape. "He… he actually made a three-pointer!?"
Equally stunned was the head coach on the sidelines. "That shot must have been a fluke. Kai Chen can't possibly have that kind of three-point ability."
However, this shot had little impact on the fans.
After all, who doesn't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year?
The game continued.
Trae Young dribbled the ball himself into the frontcourt.
At the top of the arc, he used his center's screen to break toward the basket.
"Whoosh!"
After drawing Duke University's double-team, he made a flashy behind-the-back pass to an open teammate.
"Clank!"
Unfortunately, this time Trae Young's exquisite pass didn't turn into points.
The basketball bounced off the rim, and Kai Chen grabbed the rebound and immediately launched a counterattack!
Pushing forward, facing Trae Young's steal attempt, Kai Chen made a nimble spin and dribbled past him with ease.
He rushed to the top of the arc and pulled up to shoot!
Tonight might be his last chance to perform. If he didn't give it his all, he might never make it to the NBA.
"Swish!"
The basketball cut through the air like a blade leaving its sheath—
a single strike to seal the throat!
56:70!
The gap shrank to fourteen points.