Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

"Look at his defensive stance." The score was 0:2. At 9 p.m., the University of Memphis and Kansas would battle for the other spot in the finals. "Brad, you're awake? I got you breakfast. Here, your favorite hot dog." Zhang Yu heard him getting up, turned around, and pointed at the food on the table. "You mean... Stephen can use that to get past his defense more easily?" Stevens's eyes lit up. Butler, who had grown up on the streets, said this would be difficult. After defeating the University of North Carolina, Butler University rested for a night before flying to San Antonio yesterday. "Coach, can I really handle starting..." Westbrook, with his explosive style, and the nimble, graceful Curry both had huge followings across the country. To watch this showdown, fans had paid steep prices to buy tickets from others, driving prices through the roof—nearly a thousand dollars, almost as much as a finals ticket. When Westbrook chased back on defense, Bulldogs players put up layer after layer of obstacles in his path. Curry successfully got open, took Ben Sladon's pass, and knocked it down with ease. "He loves gambling for steals. With his physical gifts and athleticism, even if he gets beaten, he can recover quickly, so his one-on-one defense looks very good." "Stephen, try using trash talk to provoke Westbrook too. Can you do that?" Zhang Yu ignored Butler's ugly expression and turned to Curry. "Brad, what do you think of Westbrook?" Anger rose in Westbrook's heart, and then he immediately... charged into the paint. On the next possession, Xavier University went on offense. Westbrook guarded their point guard, forcing him backward step by step and nearly coming up with a steal. Zhang Yu dragged the mouse again, found several clips of Westbrook defending, and slowly said,