Post-match Interview, He Is Just a Big Dog!

Glenn Robinson being ejected from the game signaled that the plot of this match had reached its conclusion.

Having dug a massive 25-0 hole right from the start, and with Glenn Robinson—the absolute leader of Purdue University—no longer on the court, the remainder of the game completely devolved into garbage time.

UC Berkeley kicked off their new season with a 38-point massacre.

"If you'll pardon my bluntness, the essence of this game was all in the first half!"

"Li Fei, with his scoring and blocks, along with Glenn Robinson's frantic shot-blocking, provided us with a spectacular halftime show!"

"Of course, we can't forget the brilliant boxing match between Li Fei and Glenn Robinson; as for what happened in the game after the boxing, nobody remembers."

The on-site commentators were still delivering their final summary.

Although this was just an inconsequential exhibition game.

Everyone knew.

The post-game news and pictorials would be incredibly sensational!

"Li, we're back."

The moment the game ended, Jason Kidd hurried back to the locker room.

"Are you okay?"

He was very concerned about Li Fei's situation right now.

Li Fei smiled and high-fived Kidd: "I knew you guys wouldn't let me down. Congratulations on our season-opening win."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Kidd was speechless: "You knocked Glenn Robinson out cold; he even had to be carried off on a stretcher."

"Oh, you meant that."

Li Fei shrugged: "I didn't know he was so fragile. I hadn't even had my fill of the action yet."

"..."

Kidd was absolutely speechless.

He hadn't had his fill yet, and he'd already knocked the guy out.

If he had actually had his fill.

Wouldn't he be looking at a life sentence?

Just then, their head coach Todd also arrived in the locker room.

His expression was heavier than anyone else's.

Li Fei shrank his neck slightly.

Even though he was already the core figure of the team.

Punching an opposing player out in the team's debut.

It was only right for the head coach to lecture him a bit.

"Li, you have to realize that Glenn Robinson is a multiple-time projected number one draft pick."

Coach Todd said to Li Fei.

"Sorry, Coach."

Li Fei scratched his head: "But in that situation, never mind a draft prospect, even if it were MJ, I would have had to throw a punch."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Coach Todd took out the stat sheet: "I'm saying, you absolutely destroyed Glenn Robinson."

"You blocked 6 of his shots and held him scoreless for the entire game. I suspect you're about to enter the lottery discussion range."

"Uh, this..."

The Golden Bears players present all twitched their mouths.

Li Fei knocked the guy out with one punch.

He caused such a huge scene.

And you're still focused on the game stats.

The reason Coach Todd was focused on the game was entirely because he didn't think Li Fei had done anything wrong at all.

Was he supposed to stand still and let the opponent hit him?

If you get bullied on the court, you have to pay it back on the spot!

UC Berkeley has no cowards!

"Li, there are a lot of reporters outside."

Only then did Todd show some concern: "This is a hurdle you cannot avoid."

"You have no choice but to face it."

A person of yellow skin had knocked out the rising star of American basketball on American soil with a single punch.

It was easy to imagine that the reporters would surely make things difficult for him.

But this was also a path that every powerhouse had to walk.

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Pushing open the doors.

Li Fei arrived at the makeshift post-game press conference venue.

Li Fei had just taken his seat.

The barrage of camera flashes was so intense it nearly blinded him.

A reporter in the front row immediately tossed out a long-prepared question: "Li, you were ejected for fighting in your collegiate debut, making everyone remember you. Do you have anything to say about that now?"

Li Fei shrugged: "I hope people remember me for my performance, my points, rebounds, and blocks, not for fighting."

To be fair.

In just 18 minutes of play, he had racked up 25 points, 16 rebounds, and 9 blocks.

That performance was truly top-tier.

However.

The reporters and fans would only remember the Chinese long-armed boxing king who had a 100% knockout efficiency and pulled off a double-tap death leap!

"Did you study kung fu in China?"

Another question was thrown out; the local American reporter didn't even bother to play coy and went straight to chatting about the fight: "After all, you knocked Glenn Robinson down with a single punch."

"And this game was your debut on record!"

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Li Fei laughed outright: "First, I have never studied any martial arts."

"Second, being able to knock Glenn down was entirely because he was just too pathetic."

"I've never seen someone with so little combat power voluntarily rush up to feed themselves to the wolves."

Hiss...

The reporters couldn't help but gasp.

That little combat power.

What is it called to kill someone and then destroy their reputation?

This was exactly that!

"Li, how would you evaluate your opponent, Glenn? Although you both played less than 20 minutes today, the story between you two is impressive. We all know he threw the first punch, but after all, it was he who brought out the peak version of you."

"You actually think that was me at my peak?"

Li Fei looked a bit puzzled: "That was nowhere near my peak; it wasn't even half of it."

"That's right, and I'm not just talking about the fighting, but the basketball as well."

"As for how I would evaluate him..."

Li Fei rubbed his chin, thinking for a moment: "He is a guy with a lot of personality."

"He likes to bark, he likes to bite, it's just that his combat power is a bit lacking."

"So, I think this guy is just a Big Dog!"

"Big Dog!"

The reporters' eyes lit up.

And just like that.

This top-pick-level rookie named Glenn Robinson.

Acquired the first nickname of his basketball career.

Big Dog!

On the other side.

With a white bandage wrapped around his head and a confirmed concussion, Big Dog lay on a hospital bed, watching Li Fei's interview on TV. His heavy head felt much clearer from the sheer anger.

"Motherfucker!"

"Any nickname would have been better, but a dog? Is this a nickname? This is clearly a mark of shame!"

Having a nickname was a player's dream.

But the nickname Big Dog was filled with humiliation.

"Even a wolf would have been fine..."

Big Dog stared at Li Fei's handsome face on the television, wishing he could jump right into the screen, take a few bites out of his face, and then lift his leg to pee on it.

He wanted revenge.

However, the conference he was in was the Big-10, so the only remaining chance they would meet was in the tournament, also known as March Madness.

"March Madness, don't let me run into you!"

Big Dog clenched his fists, making a firm resolution: "Otherwise, I'll show you what an African Spotted Hyena is really like!"

"This Big Dog is going to rip your guts out!"

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