Basketball System: Hate Makes Me Unstoppable-Chapter 394: !

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Chapter 394 - !

Final Score: 110-101.

The Cavaliers took down the Pelicans on the road, pushing the NBA Finals to 3-0.

Anthony Davis put up a monster performance—26 points, 14 rebounds, 3 steals, and 3 blocks. He was the only reason New Orleans didn't get completely embarrassed.

But it didn't matter.

Because the Cavaliers?

They were on a mission.

And now, they weren't just one win away from a championship.

They were one win away from a sweep.

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Postgame Press Conference

LeBron sat at the podium, frustration written all over his face.

"They kept shoving us around. The refs turned a blind eye. This wasn't basketball—it was a boxing match."

He was blaming the officiating.

But nobody cared.

Because across the room, the real press conference was about to start.

Han Sen had avoided pregame interviews.

But there was no dodging this one.

The second he walked in, the media erupted.

But first, basketball questions—specifically, LeBron's complaints about the refs.

Han smirked.

When the whistle favors him, it's "fair."

When it doesn't? It's "unfair."

Classic LeBron.

This was the same guy who dropped to his knees in tears when the refs finally handed him a ring.

Han leaned forward, his expression sharp.

"Why doesn't he just retire?"

Silence.

"Every time he loses, it's never his fault.

It's always the refs. Or his teammates.

Never him.

If he's never the problem, then he'll never improve.

And if he never improves... then he'll never win.

It's a perfect cycle."

He didn't expect LeBron to actually retire.

LeBron had no heart, but he had thick skin. As long as there was money on the table, he'd keep playing—even if the world laughed at him.

Then came the real question.

"Are you leaving Cleveland?"

Han didn't hesitate.

"Yes. This summer, I'm leaving the Cavaliers."

Chaos.

Before, it had been speculation.

Now, it was fact.

The media fired off questions—why? Where next?

Han kept it simple.

"Basketball here is no longer a challenge for me."

Silence.

It sounded insane.

But so did Jordan's "no challenge left" speech when he first retired.

For Han? It was the truth.

Cleveland's core was aging. Jokić was still developing. Management would reload, making them stronger than ever.

There was nothing left for him to prove.

One unintended consequence of Han leaving?

The refs would stop targeting Cleveland.

If he stayed and pushed for a four-peat, the league would make his life miserable.

Not just with officiating.

With rule changes.

And if the NBA had to pick between "screwing Cleveland" or "screwing Han Sen"...

They'd choose Han. Every time.

"Where are you going?"

Every reporter leaned in.

Han didn't give them what they wanted.

"You'll find out this summer."

No guarantees. No hints.

Even he didn't know yet.

But one thing was clear.

This wasn't just an NBA Finals anymore.

This was a last dance.

And the entire league was about to fight for Han Sen this summer.

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Game 4 - New Orleans

The Pelicans knew the series was over.

But there was one thing left to fight for—avoiding the sweep.

Getting swept in the Finals was humiliating.

Especially for LeBron James.

He had already been swept twice—once by Duncan, once by Han.

A third time?

He wouldn't just top the "Most Finals Sweeps" list.

He'd be so far ahead that nobody would ever catch him.

And then?

They played their worst game of the series.

Worse than Game 2.

They looked dead on arrival.

No energy. No fight. No heart.

Their defense collapsed.

And since their offense was never elite...

The scoreboard got ugly.

By halftime? Down 20.

By the third? Down 32.

By the fourth? Garbage time.

The arena started emptying.

Fans knew what was coming.

But the ones who stayed?

They regretted it.

Because what happened next?

Pure humiliation.

Cleveland's bench came in and kept playing hard.

Why?

Because they knew this was it.

Han was leaving.

And after he was gone?

There were no guarantees they'd ever be back.

New Orleans' bench?

Gave up.

And the scoreboard kept climbing.

On TNT, they stopped calling the game.

Instead, they talked NBA history.

Because this?

Was a Finals blowout like never before.

Before tonight, the worst Finals loss?

Jazz vs. Bulls, 1998.

Game 3.

Jazz scored just 54 points.

Lost by 42.

But now?

That record was gone.

Final Score: 106-62.

Cavs win by 44.

They didn't just sweep.

They obliterated them.

They set an NBA Finals record.

Cleveland's dynasty was officially sealed.

Ironically?

The Pelicans franchise was already cursed.

Back when they were the Hornets, they lost by 58 in the playoffs.

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Now?

They had another record.

Biggest Finals blowout in NBA history.

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Cavs players erupted in celebration.

The Pelicans' crowd?

Almost gone.

Because the fans who stayed?

Weren't from New Orleans.

They were Cleveland fans.

The ones who traveled all this way...

To witness history.

To see their city rise.

Cleveland, once a barren wasteland of sports misery...

Was now a dynasty.

The cameras focused on Han Sen, who was embracing a tearful JR Smith, gently patting his back.

JR had delivered in Games 3 and 4 in New Orleans, averaging 17 points while shooting 50% from three.

He had fulfilled Han's request from the bonfire party, giving him the best farewell gift possible—an unforgettable performance.

Nearby, Jokić waited his turn, then pulled Han into a massive bear hug.

"Good luck. I'll be waiting for you in the playoffs," Han said, feeling Jokić's warmth.

Jokić nodded, his grip firm. "No mercy when that time comes."

The next time they met on the court?

They'd be opponents.

And if Han moved to the Western Conference?

Their next meeting would likely be in the NBA Finals.

The Boston Celtics still stood tall in the East, and Jokić's journey to another Finals wouldn't be easy.

One by one, Cavaliers players lined up to embrace Han.

Some laughed, some cried. Some joked about playing against him next season. Others simply held on a little longer.

The initial celebration had now turned into a farewell party.

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After changing into their NBA Champions T-shirts, the Cavaliers returned to the court for the official trophy presentation.

NBA Commissioner Adam Silver was all smiles as he congratulated Han.

Han's dominance in Cleveland had been a double-edged sword for the league.

The NBA needed Han's star power, but his overwhelming control of the game wasn't good for business.

Now that Han was leaving Cleveland, Silver's dilemma was gone.

Even better?

Han's press conference statement—"Staying in Cleveland is no longer a challenge."—meant he wasn't forming a superteam elsewhere.

A win-win for the NBA.

This time, Silver's congratulations felt truly genuine.

When he officially announced the 2018 NBA Champions, he made sure to highlight the Cavaliers' dynasty:

"The 2018 NBA Champions—the Cleveland Cavaliers! Three consecutive titles. A dynasty cemented in history!"

Owner Dan Gilbert took the trophy, his emotions running high.

He had known for a full season that Han was leaving.

By now, the sadness had faded, replaced by an overwhelming sense of pride.

This wasn't just a championship—it was a legacy.

Cleveland had officially arrived as an NBA powerhouse.

Gilbert then bypassed David Griffin and Michael Malone, handing the trophy directly to Han.

Pulling him in for a hug, Gilbert whispered, "Thank you for everything. You changed this city forever."

That moonlit meeting four years ago, when he had tried to convince Han to join Cleveland, had now become one of the most legendary moments in NBA history.

This story would be told for generations.

When Han lifted the championship trophy with his teammates, the arena erupted in the loudest cheer of the night.

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Adam Silver then announced the Finals MVP.

No suspense.

Han Sen, averaging 28.5 points, 7 rebounds, 7.5 assists, 2.5 steals, and 2 blocks per game, was crowned Finals MVP once again.

Ironically?

This was statistically his "worst" Finals MVP run.

Not because of a lack of dominance, but because:

- The Pelicans' defense was elite—reminiscent of the 1996 SuperSonics.

- Only Games 1 and 3 were competitive.

- In the other two games? Cleveland dominated so much that Han barely played in the second halves.

Still, this cemented his legacy—6 championships, 6 Finals MVPs.

On paper?

Han had officially matched Michael Jordan.

But in reality?

Han had done it at just 29 years old.

Jordan was 35 when he reached the same milestone.

Han had already surpassed him.

As Bill Russell shakily handed Han the Finals MVP trophy, Han reached out, steadying Russell's hand with his own.

"Take care of yourself, Bill. The game still needs you."

Russell, with a knowing smile, gave him a nod.

Ironically, it seemed he might be the one to "break the promise" of presenting future Finals MVPs.

Han held the trophy for a moment, then gently placed it down.

Then, he took the mic.

This was his final MVP speech as a Cavalier.

Han took a deep breath, scanning the sea of faces before him.

"When I first came to Cleveland, I knew this journey would be different from Memphis. Different challenges, different expectations. But I also knew it was the greatest opportunity of my career."

He paused, his voice steady but carrying the weight of history.

"That first championship, I thought—maybe I can do it again."

"Then Kyrie left. The doubters got louder. The challenges got harder. But we never backed down."

"And when we won the second? That's when I knew—this wasn't just a run. This was a dynasty."

He turned toward his teammates, his gaze lingering on Jokić.

"I won't say this is the greatest championship—because for every player, every title is the greatest. But for Cleveland, for this city, for this team—this championship is ours. And it will never be forgotten."

He exhaled, a rare, genuine smile crossing his face.

"To my teammates—you gave me the perfect ending. And to Cleveland—you gave me a home."

For a moment, silence.

Then—the arena erupted.

"HAN SEN! HAN SEN! HAN SEN!"

The chants roared through the stadium, shaking the rafters—a farewell fit for an emperor.

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Final Press Conference

Han and Jokić appeared together at the postgame press conference.

Han didn't hesitate to hype up his teammate:

"Nikola is the best big man of this era. He's going to keep leading the Cavaliers to greatness."

One last public endorsement. One last torch passed.

Of course, reporters couldn't resist bringing up LeBron one final time.

Han smirked.

"I have nothing but respect for LeBron. He brought Cleveland three championships."

Did Han really mean it?

Probably not.

But this was the perfect narrative send-off for LeBron—the one Cleveland's media would cling to.

Ironically?

Han had only been drafted by Cleveland because of LeBron years ago.

Now?

LeBron wasn't just receiving Han's "respect"—he had earned the respect of all Cleveland.

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