"Great news, great news! There's going to be an exciting basketball game on campus tomorrow!" An Indonesian student, holding a freshly received copy of the *Stanford Daily*, beams with delight. "Haha! Basketball is my first love!" Tom takes the newspaper, scans it quickly, and bursts into enthusiastic laughter. "We're going to combine forces—just like last time—and beat him!" Saito and Tom share a strong rapport, exchanging warm smiles. Then, they turn firmly toward Hou, declaring with conviction, "Hou, don't get too confident—tomorrow is when you'll really start to suffer! I'm going to make you look terrible!" The Stanford basketball court is packed with enthusiastic spectators, hosting an outstanding game—this one following up on the previous final, which has drawn significant attention. Both Miki and Daina are passionate about basketball, with Daina particularly admiring Michael Jordan of the U.S., while Miki holds a special admiration for Yao Ming of China. If their husband could embody the grace of two star players, they'd be absolutely thrilled—yet, can Huang light up the court like that? At the start of the game, many male players were defeated by Yamada, and numerous strong opponents fell to Tom. Thus, Yamada and Tom emerged as kings on the court, drawing the attention of over 10,000 students and teachers who were all watching their performances. They became the center of attention, and reporters from both within and outside the school began interviewing them. With confidence, they faced the cameras and microphones, declaring proudly, "We have no rivals—our opponents are simply outclassed!" This bold statement delighted the reporters, who hailed them as "the campus basketball champions, unbeatable." The female students were equally impressed by their confident and self-assured demeanor, and Mizuki and Daina were particularly amazed by their strength, having witnessed several opponents fall to them. At that moment, the reporters conducted in-depth interviews with Yamada and Tom under the watchful eyes of the audience. "Mr. Tom, if Highlight challenges you, can you still win him as you did last time?" This question captured everyone's attention, as the on-site interview footage was displayed on a large electronic scoreboard above the basketball court. "Highlight—who is he?" Tom asked knowingly, shrugging with a look of disdain, saying, "Does he have the right to challenge me?" "Mr. Reporter, please don't mention to me a competitor who's merely competent—someone with only three-legged cat-level skills." Mountain deliberately emphasized the words "three-legged cat," amplifying them through the high-volume public address system so that all the onlookers could hear. "Tom Mountain will win!" Fans of Tom Mountain enthusiastically shouted throughout the crowd. Yet immediately, a group of students raised vibrant flags and filed into the court one after another, chanting, "Highlight will win!" "Among the crowd, Huang stood out with great grace, walking confidently to the front, approaching Yamada and Tom, and taking the microphone from the reporter to declare, 'I'm here! I'm going to win!' Yamada and Tom stared at the Asian student who had been shining so brightly on campus, their eyes filled with resentment, and grew increasingly annoyed, saying, 'Very well! Let's see just how much better we are!' With the referee's whistle, Yamada and Huang faced off. Yamada moved with ease, immediately gaining the upper hand, making several successful baskets, while Huang failed to make a single shot. This left the entire class of Huang's supporters breathless with anxiety. Meiji and Diamanda watched with growing concern. Meiji shouted in Japanese, 'Huang, draw on your potential! Go, go!' Diamanda called out in English, 'Huang, I have confidence in you! Keep going!' The couple, both on the sidelines, continuously cheered for their respective players. Huang, no longer hesitating, finally stepped up and began to shoot." A leap, and he snatched the ball from Yamada's hands—everyone gasped, "Aerial player! An aerial player!" As soon as the words fell, Gao Liang had already launched a two-handed shot. The ball arced gracefully through the air, swishing into the basket with a crisp "clunk." "Wow! A true basket-tying shooter!" The crowd erupted in applause. "Such a classic shot!" Many boys enthusiastically praised it. "Gao Liang is so cool!" Many girls admired the fluid elegance of his shooting motion. Yamada was furious, executing his signature move—using feints to disrupt Gao Liang's balance, positioning, and defensive spacing—creating a clear opportunity, then launching a decisive shot that found the basket once again. Amid the crowd's jubilation, Yamada secured a decisive lead over Gao Liang. All the classmates who had supported Gao Liang shook their heads in disappointment. Daimon and Miki seemed like sisters, deeply engaged in conversation about their ideal man. "Dai Mengna, do you think Guangliang still has a chance to make a comeback?" Mei Ji knows that Yamada has improved significantly in basketball lately, and that her husband is now practicing Chinese Kung Fu, so she feels rather unsure. "Mei Ji, look! Our husband is launching a counterattack!" Dai Mengna's sapphire eyes instantly brightened. Mei Ji followed Dai Mengna's pointing direction, marveling, "Wow! Our husband is amazing! From outside the three-point line, he's actually shooting with his back to the ball!" "Yes! His jumping ability is excellent! I never thought he could jump high enough for his hands to clear the basketball hoop!" Dai Mengna clapped excitedly and called out to Guangliang, "Husband, keep going! You're the best!" "Chinese Kung Fu! I see it now—our husband's Chinese Kung Fu is truly impressive!" Mei Ji, with her wide, sparkling eyes, finally caught on. Both Mei Ji and Dai Mengna then shouted simultaneously in English, "Chinese Kung Fu!" Exactly at that moment, the reporters' microphones were aimed at them, and their voices spread instantly throughout the entire basketball court. People were excitedly shouting, "Chinese Kung Fu! Lixiaolong!" High-light heard everyone cheering for them, especially the strong unity between the two wives, which deeply moved him. The way Daimon and Mei-ji had acted—like true sisters—filled him with genuine joy. They truly felt like one family; neither one held any reservations about the other. With their strong support behind him, Old Zhi could now lead with unmatched courage and strength. Inspired by this, High-light was filled with passion. The cohesion of basketball was truly unprecedented. To win, to please both the big and little wives, and to bring pride to the Chinese people—this was his mission. Thus, High-light continuously advanced, demonstrating unique techniques in both shooting and ball-handling, leaving Yamada completely without a strategy. In the midst of the crowd's roaring cheers, High-light secured a decisive victory with a final score of 10 to 8 against Yamada. Mount田 lowered his head, embarrassed, and quietly retreated to a quiet corner of the hall as the crowd cheered for Gao Liang. Watching Gao Liang shine on stage, he thought to himself, "Gao Liang, what's so special about you? Isn't it just a basketball game? I'll be here! I'll knock you down with my judo—your so-called Chinese martial arts skills will mean nothing!" As a rookie, Gao Liang truly struggled, despite Tom and Yamada's clever ruse in the previous preliminary match. Yet, Tom himself was a formidable opponent—there could be no doubt about that. Tom excelled in shooting and vertical leap, both of which surpassed Gao Liang. Just now, the supporters who had rallied behind Gao Liang looked disheartened. Seeing Tom leading with such overwhelming advantage, Yamada even forgot his own earlier defeat and became more excited than anyone else, waving a flag and shouting, "Tom! You're the campus basketball legend—unbeatable!" The fans of Tom joined in, and as the crowd cheered, Tom raised both arms, walking back and forth on the court, radiating the confidence of an undisputed champion. Gao Liang made several comeback attempts, but none succeeded. Meiji and Daimona were most anxious—how could their husbands feel at ease when he hadn't even managed to secure a victory? "Every single play Tom makes feels so desperate! What can we do to support him?" Meiji held Daimona's hand, asking. "Huizi, look, our husband isn't doing well at all. He've already used up most of his energy just playing against Yamada a moment ago!"