Basketball System: Hate Makes Me Unstoppable-Chapter 382: The Ultimate Cavaliers.

The moment Aaron Gordon finally held his long-overdue Dunk Contest trophy, emotions overtook him. He kissed it with force, celebrating what should have been his years ago.

The crowd erupted in cheers. No one questioned his victory—his final dunk, the kind of dunk that deserved a perfect 50, had sealed it.

Han Sen clapped along with everyone else. Tonight, history had been rewritten.

No longer was Aaron Gordon an "uncrowned dunk king".

Now? He was a real champion.

After the contest, Han Sen made sure another participant didn't leave empty-handed.

Derrick Jones Jr. had put on an incredible show, and though he fell just short, Han wasn't about to let that effort go unnoticed.

So, Han gifted him a brand-new 2018 Mercedes-AMG S63 Coupe worth $150,000.

In the "history" Han knew, Dwyane Wade had given Jones the championship by scoring a controversial 9 on Gordon's dunk, earning himself the nickname "The 9-Point Villain."

But Han didn't need to fix things that way.

For a player like Jones, a two-way contract guy making just $70,000 a season, practical support meant more than a trophy.

Jones had been driving a second-hand car and planned to reward himself with a new one once the season ended. Han? He just fast-tracked the process.

Jones was so overwhelmed he almost dropped to his knees.

In that moment, he understood why Han Sen's reputation across the league was so different from the typical NBA superstar.

Han wasn't just a generational talent—he was someone who understood people.

The internet took notice.

Fans who had been roasting Han for not giving Jones a 9 on his last dunk immediately flipped their stance when Jones himself posted a picture with his new car, thanking Han.

Not mixing friendship with competition.

That was the key takeaway.

Han's role as a Dunk Contest judge hadn't just boosted ratings—it had set a new standard.

By the end of the night, fans had a new verdict:

"This was the perfect Dunk Contest."

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With the Dunk Contest wrapped up, it was time for the grand finale—the All-Star Game.

Cleveland had never been this electric.

The entire Quicken Loans Arena was packed to the brim, but even outside, thousands of fans gathered to witness history.

The atmosphere?

It felt like Game 7 of the NBA Finals.

Inside, the noise was deafening.

For years, the Eastern Conference had been weaker than the West, but the new captain system had erased that imbalance.

Would they play at full intensity the whole way? Of course not.

But if things got real in the fourth quarter?

This game had the potential to be legendary.

The introductions alone sent chills down the spine.

For the first time ever, superstars from both conferences shared a starting lineup.

LeBron's team entered first:

Kyrie Irving led the way. Kevin Durant followed. Giannis Antetokounmpo came next.

At first glance, it looked like a typical Eastern Conference lineup.

But then—Stephen Curry walked out next.

That's when the weirdness of this new format truly hit.

Han Sen smirked from his team's bench.

There was another reason he really wanted to win this game.

LeBron's team was one step away from being a dream lineup that never happened in real life.

If they swapped Giannis for Joel Embiid, they'd have the peak version of a Team USA superteam—LeBron, Curry, Durant, and Embiid together.

A lineup straight out of a basketball fantasy.

A lineup that never existed in his past life.

That only made Han more motivated.

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As expected, the first three quarters were all highlights, zero defense.

For Han's team, his teammates fed him the ball every chance they got.

It was his city, after all.

Han put on a clinic.

Windmills. Logo threes. Circus shots. Everything.

The crowd?

Losing their minds.

LeBron's team, however, wasn't far behind.

With no Westbrook on his squad, LeBron fully embraced his fast-break playstyle.

A full-on flashback to his Miami Heat days—nothing but tomahawk dunks in transition.

Meanwhile, Steph and KD ran their two-man game to perfection.

Back in 2016, the basketball world had debated endlessly about what would happen if Durant joined the Warriors.

But in reality, he went to the Celtics.

Now, in this All-Star setting, fans finally saw what they'd missed out on.

Curry was even dunking.

After catching an alley-oop from Durant, Steph threw down a two-handed slam, pumping his fists in celebration.

It was obvious last night's Dunk Contest had lit a fire in him.

With zero defense, both teams traded buckets like it was an arcade game.

By the end of the third quarter, LeBron's team led 118-112.

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With eight minutes left, the benches cleared.

It was go time.

Brad Stevens, Han's coach for the night, made his only bold move: a full five-man substitution.

As Han and his starters walked to the scorer's table, he pulled them in close.

His voice was steady but firm.

"I need a favor."

They leaned in.

"Help me win this game."

Winning an All-Star Game at home wasn't a crazy request.

And for Han? This wasn't just about the score.

His teammates weren't just teammates—they respected him.

Nikola Jokić? No hesitation.

James Harden and Klay Thompson? They nodded immediately.

But then—all eyes fell on Anthony Davis.

He was in a weird spot.

LeBron was his real teammate. And historically? Davis had always played the loyal sidekick.

Even in the history Han knew, Davis had followed LeBron—never opposed him.

Would he go against his franchise star just for a glorified exhibition game?

For a moment, Davis hesitated.

Then—he nodded.

Maybe it was small, but LeBron had passed him over twice in the draft.

First pick? Durant.

Second pick? Curry.

Davis had been overlooked.

Now?

He had eight minutes to make his presence felt.

Han stretched out a fist.

One by one, his teammates stacked their hands on top.

No words.

Just a silent agreement.

They weren't just playing for fun anymore.

This was their game to win.

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LeBron's squad took the floor first.

As they set up, LeBron glanced over—catching sight of Han and his teammates.

They had just huddled up.

Something felt... different.

LeBron frowned.

"What's going on?" he muttered.

Durant and Curry exchanged looks—both just as confused.

They'd played in plenty of All-Star Games.

But never had they seen the other team treat it like a Game 7 of the NBA Finals.

LeBron narrowed his eyes.

"What the hell is Han planning?"

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As soon as the substitutions were made, Team Han took the first possession.

In an All-Star Game, coaches were mostly figureheads. Sure, there were some simple set plays drawn up before tip-off, but once the game started, everything depended on the players' instincts.

And right now, Han's team was running a classic pick-and-roll—Han Sen and Anthony Davis.

Why Davis instead of Jokić?

Simple. Davis was the only starter with weak outside shooting.

And the man guarding him? LeBron James.

LeBron's squad hadn't realized the shift in intensity yet.

One pick-and-roll was all it took.

Davis set a hard screen, completely sealing off Curry, then rolled hard to the rim.

Han's lob came in perfectly timed.

Davis leaped—and just as he reached peak elevation, the ball arrived right in his hands.

A soaring alley-oop slam, executed with sheer force and grace.

The arena exploded.

Cleveland fans were used to Han and Jokić's two-man game, but Davis? This was a whole new level.

Davis landed, pounding his chest in excitement.

It might sound unbelievable, but that was the smoothest alley-oop he had ever received in his entire career.

Han, grinning, didn't move from his spot—waiting for Davis to come back for a celebratory handshake.

Across the court, LeBron watched the exchange, an odd expression crossing his face.

For some reason... it felt like he was being replaced.

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If that dunk hadn't woken up Team LeBron, the next possession did.

Because Team Han turned up the defense.

The intensity skyrocketed.

All-Stars or not, they immediately understood what was happening.

No hesitation—Kyrie called for a pick-and-roll with Giannis.

Jokić knew he couldn't stop Irving one-on-one.

But he also knew Giannis couldn't shoot.

So instead of hedging, he sagged back into the paint, letting Harden trail behind the screen.

Kyrie sized up the space.

A slight hesitation—then a step-back jumper.

But before the ball even left his hands—

BAM.

Blocked.

Davis came flying in from the weak side, swatting the shot out of bounds.

Cleveland lost it.

If Davis had been in Cleveland instead of Tristan Thompson all these years... the thought alone was enough to make fans dizzy.

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On the inbound, LeBron found Durant off a Giannis screen.

A clean catch. A smooth shooting motion.

But Han had read the play.

He slipped around the screen like a shadow, closing in just as Durant rose up.

A perfectly timed contest—forcing Durant to hesitate just a fraction of a second.

That hesitation was everything.

The shot clanked off the rim.

Jokić secured the rebound instantly.

And just like that—Team Han pushed the break.

Harden took off down one wing.

Han sprinted down the other.

Team LeBron had fast players—but not fast defenders.

By the time they got back, it was too late.

Harden lobbed it up—

Han caught it mid-air—

BOOM.

A thunderous alley-oop slam.

The Cleveland crowd erupted again.

118-116.

The deficit was cut to just two points.

And for the first time in All-Star history—defense chants started echoing through the arena.

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This team wasn't just Team Han.

It was an upgraded version of the Cavaliers.

Han and Jokić? Already deadly.

Add Davis? Their defensive gaps vanished.

Harden? A perfect secondary scorer.

And Klay? The ultimate spacing weapon.

Meanwhile, Team LeBron was unraveling.

LeBron wanted to play hero.

After all, he was the captain.

He called for an iso—trying to take Davis off the dribble.

But Davis was locked in.

Even after a switch with Giannis, LeBron still couldn't shake him.

Forced shot.

Airball.

The crowd whistled.

All-Star Game or not—this was a high-level game.

And in high-level games?

LeBron shrinks.

The only good news for Team LeBron?

The airball went out of bounds—so they didn't have to worry about Team Han running another fast break.

Han brought the ball up.

LeBron's squad locked in on him.

Fine.

Han swung it to Harden.

Jokić set a high pick—forcing Giannis to switch.

Harden immediately pulled Giannis out to the perimeter.

A quick crossover, then a step-back...

Except—no shot.

Instead, a perfect bounce pass back to Jokić.

One-on-one in the paint.

Against Kyrie Irving.

Mismatch.

Jokić simply backed him down and laid it in.

118-118.

A 6-0 run out of the timeout.

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At this point, Team LeBron had no answer.

The "LeBron-Curry-Durant" trio looked good on paper.

But at high intensity?

It was just a marketing gimmick.

Han had watched the Paris Olympics in his past life.

He knew the truth—

When the game tightens, LeBron disappears.

And without him stepping up, it all fell on Curry and Durant.

The problem?

LeBron refused to accept it.

He was the captain.

The ball had to be in his hands.

So once again, he forced the drive—barreling into the lane, looking for a whistle.

But the refs stayed silent.

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They weren't about to ruin this level of play.

Jokić grabbed the rebound—immediately pushing the break.

This time, Han didn't finish it.

He kicked it to Klay Thompson.

Pull-up three.

Splash.

121-118.

Team Han took the lead.

DeAntoni frantically called timeout.

If he didn't, his squad was about to get steamrolled.

The camera panned to Team Han's bench.

A standing ovation.

Cheers.

Applause.

This wasn't just Team Han.

This was the ultimate Cavaliers.

Jokić and Davis covered every weakness.

Harden's presence let Han play freely.

Klay? The perfect spacing threat.

This wasn't just an upgraded Cavs team.

It was a dream team even 2K couldn't put together.

Unstoppable. Unmatched. Unbreakable.