NBA: My template has no limit

Indiana University in 1976.

UCLA in 1968.

University of Kentucky in 1996.

This is the top three universities in NCAA history, widely recognized as being the strongest.

The University of Kentucky has a record of 32 wins and 2 losses this season. They rank first in the nation in points, steals and assists per game, dominating their opponents by an average of 21.5 points per game, making them the undisputed number one in the country.

They were so strong that everyone felt that this team would be a failure if they didn't win the championship!

Of course, they themselves think so too.

Pitino said to them in the locker room:

"Guys, you know the tradition of this university. We messed everything up last year. This year, there's no turning back. If we don't win, we've failed!"

This isn't pressure, it's our responsibility!

The game was held at Continental Airlines Arena in New Jersey, one of the top arenas in the United States.

Xu Feng wasn't sure if it was top-tier or not, but the contrast in the stadium was the most striking he had ever seen.

The outdoor stands were comfortable, offering a clear view and an excellent audio-visual experience. But the locker room…

"Fuck, why is there a row of broken nails where the clothes are hung?"

"There's also a foul smell, it reminds me of my grandma's stable in the countryside!"

Brian covered his nose and said in a muffled voice.

The changing room was quite basic, with a small space and mottled walls that teemed with diverse ethnic groups. Stepping inside felt like entering the rainforest of Yunnan.

Xu Feng felt like he could pick mushrooms right in the corner of the wall.

Outside the stadium, a dense crowd was queuing to enter, with the line stretching almost from the stadium entrance to the road.

The parking lot was already full, and private cars with nowhere to go were parked anywhere on the roadside.

3000 million! That was the number of viewers before the match even started. Canning had to admit that his assessment of Xu Feng two months ago was biased.

Tonight, the main focus in New Jersey isn't the Nets, but the highly anticipated game between Kentucky and DePaul.

In this era, only a very small number of people can load the ticket purchase interface with a slow network; most people still buy tickets by phone or in person.

Some people will choose to buy tickets for free, or use counterfeit tickets to scam people outside the stadium.

Paper tickets are not registered with real names or have passwords; they can be grabbed and taken away quickly and easily.

The games in 3 Madness were all played in arenas in neutral zones, which meant that the audience might not be supporters of either side.

But this doesn't apply to the University of Kentucky, which has an explosive and enthusiastic fanbase.

In Kentucky, basketball at the University of Kentucky is almost like a religion.

They dyed cars, shops, bars, and even their own bodies blue to express their love for Kentucky.

So even though the audience was supposed to come from all over the United States, Xu Feng could still see that vast expanse of deep blue ocean when he entered the venue.

"A dark horse? Don't be ridiculous, a wildcat will scratch your horse's legs off!"

"I hope you won't go home and cry to your moms after the match! Waaaaah~"

"You bunch of cowards, Walker will show you what strength is with his ass!"

Even during the warm-up phase, the enthusiastic shouts of the audience filled the entire stadium, flooding the players' ears and minds from all directions.

Singh had a terrible experience; he felt his hands shaking, his chest tight, and his back sweating profusely, making it difficult to even warm up properly.

The basketball, once shot, flies in all directions, but it can never pass through the net.

Singh's performance further fueled the Kentucky fans' enthusiasm, who erupted in laughter, unleashing a torrent of sharp taunts.

"Damn it, those bastards!"

Singh gritted his teeth, but his inner tension and panic intensified.

Brian noticed his discomfort and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey bro, it's nothing. When Larry Bird first entered the playoffs, he missed his warm-up shots and went 0-for-5 at the start, but he still performed well in the end."

Not to mention how Shaq was beaten so badly by Jordan that he wanted to go home. We have Xu Feng, so we have to experience things like that.

At that moment, Watts, who was walking past the two, also put his hand on Singh's shoulder and said four words:

"Keep it up, buddy."

Singh was greatly shocked when his teammates, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. Their words gave Singh a lot of courage.

"You're right, guys. How could someone who likes big butts like me be scared by that big-butt Walker? I should be his nemesis!"

...Brian regretted comforting Singh a little.

The task of comforting Singh would normally be Xu Fengqian's responsibility, but he was unavailable today.

After Xu Feng came on, he kept staring at the opponent's big butt... no, it was Antoine Walker.

He didn't know much about Walker; his deepest impression of him was probably that he won both the NCAA and NBA championships, but ended up going bankrupt and having to sell his rings.

Xu Feng secretly made up his mind that he could not be as extravagant as them.

As an opponent, Walker didn't give Xu Feng a friendly look. He raised an eyebrow at Xu Feng and then used his signature shoulder-shaking dance.

Starting from the shoulders, moving down the waist, and then to the hips, the movement is fluid and continuous—this is his favorite way of mocking.

"Haha, Walker is the first to taunt Xu Feng. This match is really getting heated." Dick Vitaly keenly noticed the exchange between the two on the court.

Brent Musberg picked up where his partner left off: "Competition makes it interesting, and this is probably the highest-rated college game in the last decade because it's Kentucky vs. Xu Feng."

As a prestigious basketball school and a highly anticipated match, the front row seats and VIP boxes were filled with many stars and basketball legends.

Heat coach Pat Riley and former Nuggets head coach Dan Issel sat together, along with Jamal Mashburn and Kyle Messi; this was the Kentucky contingent.

Mark Aguirre, Terry Cummings, Ross Strickland, and Joey's father Ray Meyer are in the De Paul phalanx.

New York-based rap star Jay-Z and Puff Daddy are part of the silver party lineup...

Tonight is destined to be a fierce battle.

The game begins, and Xu Feng wins possession for De Paul.

Watts held the ball and waited for Xu Feng to cross half-court before passing it directly to him.

Xu Feng was positioned at the top of the arc, while everyone else, except for Brian who was standing in the weak-side elbow area, was outside the three-point line.

Kentucky's defensive formation has been stretched to its maximum, and their signature full-court press is now making it difficult to even find players.

Watts used his speed to cut inside, received a bounce pass from Xu Feng, and scored a layup after a challenge.

Kentucky inbounds the ball from the baseline, and Derek Anderson and Ron Mercer use their explosive power to sprint wildly towards the backcourt.

They didn't even look in Xu Feng's direction, and rushed straight to the other side!

One player had the ball, the other didn't; their cross-cutting movement instantly broke through De Paul's defense, resulting in two points.

Whenever Kentucky scores, the atmosphere at the stadium goes wild.

"Go Big Blue! Go Big Blue!"

"Hey! Go Cats! Hey! Go Cats!"

The cheers mixed with boos directed at De Paul created a chilling atmosphere.

Xu Feng dribbled back to the top of the arc, but as the point guard, Joey didn't let him do too many playmaking tasks.

Joey's main goal was to slow down DePaul.

Facing the team that is best at running and firing away in the entire league, Joey, contrary to his usual style, slowed down DePaul and steadily entered every positional battle.

As long as Xu Feng has the ball, Kentucky dares not double-team him, because if they make a mistake, they will face a dunk of the caliber of a five-play highlight reel.

Xu Feng seized the opportunity and passed the ball to Singh, who was lurking in the corner. Singh had two meters of open space in front of him, making it a good time to shoot a three-pointer.

Bang! Three-pointer misses!

Despite the favorable timing, a lingering sense of unease remained in Singh's mind; in his eyes, the Kentucky basketball hoop was blurry and distant.

This missed shot sent Kentucky fans into a frenzy of celebration, roaring wildly:

"Softie! This isn't a place for you!"

"Your limp thing is laughable; all I see is a withered little thing!"

"You call this a miracle?! That's utter nonsense!"

While Singler was shaking his head in self-reproach, the five Kentucky players had already run to the backcourt. Walker, with the help of Muhammad's screen, drove straight into the paint and slammed home a two-handed dunk!

After landing, he shook his shoulders on the spot, his shoulders moving so fast they seemed to be shaking, his big buttocks swaying, and a grin spreading across his face. He stared at Xu Feng and asked:

"Could you find someone who can keep up with my defense?"