Terry: A Dead Duck's Stubborn Mouth!

The possession changed hands.

Curry brought the ball up himself. At the right side of the top of the key, he sought out Terry for an isolation matchup.

Su Yan understood immediately and drifted to the side, creating space for them so Curry could properly put Terry through his paces.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Curry strung together consecutive front dribbles and between-the-legs crossovers.

He gathered the ball in his right hand, lowered his center of gravity, and burst forward—but it was merely an incredibly convincing fake drive.

The instant Terry moved to follow him to the right—

Curry hit a huge behind-the-back dribble, switched the ball to his left hand, and accelerated past him, going left then right, looking to blow by Terry in one step.

Damn it, he's going left!

Terry shouted inwardly. He hurriedly planted his feet, gritted his teeth, and chased after him at full speed, sprinting toward the left.

"Hmph!"

Curry gave a soft snort.

He had been watching Terry's movements all along. Once Terry fully shifted his weight and chased after him, Curry went behind the back once more.

His signature double behind-the-back crossover.

Curry completely shook Terry loose, pulled up abruptly from the right high post, gave Terry an extra step of separation, gathered the ball, and launched a three-pointer.

The Baby-Faced Assassin's sky-shaking thunderbolt!

Swish!

He drilled the three with precision.

"Your turn!"

After making it, Curry calmly looked at the late-arriving Terry, then pointed at the floor beneath his feet and added faintly:

"I gave you that step!"

"Tch!"

Terry snorted disdainfully.

He was on fire right now, his confidence overflowing. He had no need for Curry to give him an extra step.

He could make an Extended three-pointer too.

On the following possession, with Kidd's help, he decisively launched an Extended three-pointer.