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He nodded frequently as he spoke, as if he was very confident in his judgment.

"Haha, it seems some of you are wrong! Let me tell you, not only am I here to participate in the competition today, but I'm also going to show off my skills!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw Su Hao walking briskly towards the interior of the stadium.

A short while later, Su Hao arrived at the locker room.

He pushed open the door and saw that there were only a few staff members busy in the huge dressing room.

Looking around, I didn't see any teammates or coaches.

Su Hao couldn't help but wonder to himself: Could it be that they haven't arrived yet?

Or perhaps they're enjoying a delicious lunch somewhere hidden away?

Or they might go to the gym early to start warming up and training?

With that thought in mind, Su Hao no longer hesitated, quickly changed into his brand-new jersey, and then strode into the stadium.

As soon as he stepped into the stadium, Su Hao spotted his teammates training enthusiastically.

At the same time, Su Hao's teammates also noticed his arrival.

"Hey! Su Hao's here! I was wondering if he'd be missing the game again today!" David Lee shouted, his face full of surprise.

Upon hearing this, the other teammates stopped what they were doing and greeted Su Hao with smiles.

"If he doesn't come soon, we're really going to lose badly today!" Rasul Butler shouted anxiously.

His furrowed brows and worried eyes seemed to foreshadow an impending crushing defeat in the match.

However, at that moment, Coach Mike Dunleavy's angry roar suddenly rang out: "What are you all yelling about here! Focus on training! If each of you could perform well, we wouldn't need to be so eagerly waiting for Su Hao to come to the rescue!"

The coach's reprimand was like a thunderclap, instantly silencing all the players who were about to continue complaining.

For a moment, only the sound of basketballs hitting the ground and the players' panting filled the court.

Just then, Su Hao walked briskly to the edge of the court, ready to join the intense training session.

But before he could even step onto the court, the head coach stopped him, shouting, "Su Hao, you're not participating in practice today. Look at your teammates! With you charging into battle and turning the tide every day, they seem to have developed a misplaced dependence on the game. They always think that as long as you're there, we can easily win against any opponent, no matter how strong. And look what happened! Today, with you absent, look how difficult it was for us to play against that Pistons team, which is already at the bottom of the league and only wants to tank!"

At this point, Mike Dunleavy stomped his feet in anger, his face turning bright red.

Looking at the angry coach, Su Hao couldn't help but smile and comfort him, "Coach, calm down. You can't blame my teammates entirely! After all, everyone has their own role and task in every game. I'm mainly responsible for scoring, but they all have their own important missions!"

Su Hao stood on the sidelines, watching his teammates training intensely on the field.

He was trying his best to defend his teammates while waving his arms to them.

The teammates who were initially overjoyed to see Su Hao arrive and were about to stop training and run to the sidelines to greet him, immediately stopped making any unnecessary movements after seeing the head coach's gaze.

Even Curry, who is usually flamboyant and has superb basketball skills, had to obediently follow the head coach's instructions and arrangements at this time.

Time passed by, and the training continued in full swing.

Sweat soaked through every player's jersey, but they dared not slack off in the slightest.

Another full half hour passed before the coach finally blew the whistle to call a timeout, signaling that everyone could stop and rest for a while. Upon hearing this whistle, many players collapsed to the ground as if granted a pardon, panting heavily.

At this moment, David Lee, his face flushed and panting, jogged up to Su Hao.

Before he could even get a foothold, he couldn't wait to say, "Su Hao, you've finally arrived! If you had come any later, we would have definitely lost the game today! Luckily you arrived at the crucial moment, so now we still have a chance to win!"

After saying that, he wiped the large beads of sweat from his forehead and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, get yourselves on your toes! You all know exactly who we're up against tonight—that's right, it's the Celtics!" Mike Dunleavy shouted at the top of his lungs.

As if afraid the players wouldn't hear him, he deliberately raised his voice.

In fact, the players were already well aware of the match schedule.

However, as the team's head coach, Mike Dunleavy felt it was his responsibility to remind everyone again before the game. After all, the Celtics were no pushovers; they were a traditional powerhouse in the NBA!

Despite having defeated this opponent in previous encounters, this doesn't mean they can underestimate this formidable adversary. The Celtics are known for their tenacity and fighting spirit; their unwavering resilience and never-say-die attitude often intimidate other teams.

In the blink of an eye, the competition is about to begin.

Su Hao and his teammates walked into the stadium together.

At this moment, the stadium was already packed with enthusiastic home fans, with no seats available.

These loyal fans held various cheering signs and props, their faces beaming with excitement and anticipation.

When Su Hao appeared in everyone's sight, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became as heated as a volcanic eruption.

The fans shouted Su Hao's name at the top of their lungs, and the deafening cheers rose wave after wave, almost lifting the entire stadium off its feet.

Su Hao smiled and waved to the fans in the stands before quickly getting into his pre-match warm-up routine.

After completing a series of simple yet effective warm-up exercises, the two teams finally faced off in tonight's highly anticipated and intense match.

All that could be heard was the referee blowing his whistle.

"Beep beep".

The competition officially began, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became electric.

The Clippers' starting lineup consisted of Curry, Gordon, David Lee, Rasul Butler, and Su Hao.

The Celtics were equally determined, fielding a starting five of Pierce, Garnett, Rondo, Ray Allen, and O'Neal.