Guys there is already content on patreon, if anyone wants to become a genin or chunin.
I will start editing the new novel Warriors Godfather, in which I will change the name and nationality of the MC, I will change parts of the story.
patreon.com/Chuga320
————————————————————————————————————————————
Facing Kobe, one of the strongest perimeter players in the league today, Wang Chong didn't feel any pressure; instead, he was eager to give it a try. Compared to Kobe, he had several advantages.
Kobe is 1.98 meters tall with a wingspan of 2.11 meters, while Wang Chong stands at 2.09 meters with a wingspan of 2.26 meters—a significant size difference. The NBA is a competition for big men, and height often provides a decisive advantage on the court, especially in one-on-one duels.
Under Kobe's defense, Wang Chong just took a step forward to the three-point line, which happened to be one of his three hot zones as a "hot zone hunter."
Without any fancy fake moves, he simply jumped up and shot.
Kobe reacted quickly, rushing over and jumping high to try to contest Wang Chong's shot.
Kobe's jumping ability was undeniably strong. He was known as "Peter Pan" in his early days. Although his static talent wasn't extraordinary, his dynamic talent, especially his jumping, even exceeded Jordan's.
When Kobe jumped with all his strength, his height was impressive. However, he still couldn't block Wang Chong's shot—Wang Chong was just too tall!
"Swish!"
The basketball swished through the net.
A hint of surprise flashed in Kobe's eyes, but that was all.
"Your mid-range shot is pretty accurate, but what else can a big guy like you do besides a mid-range shot?"
Kobe, like Jordan, was a master of trash talk, especially in one-on-one duels. They would spew trash talk at anyone. Players with a weaker mentality would probably lose their composure on the spot.
Of course, Wang Chong wouldn't be upset over a few light words. Coming from the future, he was accustomed to the rampant sarcasm and provocative comments that flooded the internet—far harsher than anything Kobe could say.
"One move is enough to counter all your tricks. As long as it works, why worry if I know any other tricks?"
The roles reversed, and it was Kobe's turn to attack.
Wang Chong stared intently at Kobe.
Unlike his calmness on the offensive end, Wang Chong felt immense pressure when facing Kobe on defense.
Even though he had the bronze-level "Death Coil" badge and his perimeter defense was above-average for the league at 82, it was clearly far from enough to guard against Kobe.
Kobe knew this too. He stood up straight, dribbled casually toward Wang Chong, and suddenly lowered his center of gravity and accelerated.
"So fast!"
Wang Chong's pupils contracted suddenly. Kobe's explosive speed was far beyond his expectations, leaving him no time to react. He could only watch as Kobe blew past him in a single step and scored an easy one-handed layup.
"What are you doing? I thought I was walking past a tree stump."
Kobe turned his head and looked at Wang Chong mockingly.
It's often said that McGrady's first step is as fast as lightning, making him impossible to defend against, while Iverson's sharp crossovers are a nightmare for defenders. However, few people boast about Kobe's first step.
Wang Chong also assumed Kobe's dribbling and penetration weren't on par with the league's top slashing guards.
But he was obviously wrong. Young Kobe's explosive speed was astonishing. While he didn't have McGrady's lightning-fast first step or Iverson's drastic crossovers, his style seemed to merge characteristics of both. His straight-line speed was very fast, and his change of direction during drives was equally flexible.
In short, Kobe's drive was extremely hard to guard against, and in Wang Chong's opinion, even stronger than Wade's, whom he had played against in a one-on-one game.
Of course, this refers to Wade during his NCAA days. Wang Chong believes that after a few years of experience in the league, the unstoppable "Flash" Wade in the Finals would be even stronger in terms of driving ability than Kobe.
It was Wang Chong's turn to attack again.
This time, when Kobe faced Wang Chong, he adopted a more forward defensive stance.
After the last round, Kobe instinctively realized that he couldn't allow Wang Chong to reach his shooting comfort zone. Once Wang Chong was in his range, Kobe would have no way to defend.
Kobe's judgment was correct, but Wang Chong had already planned how to counter a close-range defense. It was just as simple and direct—breaking it with an unbeatable post move!
When Wang Chong positioned himself to post up, dribbling sideways with his long arms, Kobe couldn't help but roll his eyes.
How do you defend against this?
From Kobe's perspective, Wang Chong was just an interior player. With a height of 2.09 meters, there was no way to guard him when he posted up!
Wang Chong's strength might be at an absolute disadvantage compared to Anthony, but it was entirely different compared to Kobe.
Although Kobe's strength was not bad among guards, the nearly 10-kilogram weight difference between the two made a significant difference.
Wang Chong stuck his butt out and backed Kobe toward the basket. Kobe could only hold his ground desperately, staggering backward.
Wang Chong wasn't so shameless as to push all the way under the basket. He stopped near the free-throw line, raised the ball high above his head, turned, and shot.
"Swish!"
The shot went in again.
Kobe's expression darkened.
Wang Chong's approach was like an adult bullying a child, which made Kobe furious.
"Kid, let me tell you, just because you're tall doesn't mean you're good at basketball!"
"Good morning."
In the locker room, O'Neal yawned and greeted Malone beside him.
He had come to the gym early today to show his commitment to the season. He was determined to win the championship, or die trying.
For O'Neal, who was known to be lazy and often slacked off during training, this was a sign of sincerity.
"Morning? Not really." Malone shook his head as he changed clothes. "When I came in, I saw Kobe was already in the gym practicing."
"That training maniac feels uncomfortable if he doesn't practice for a day. Who can compete with that?" O'Neal snorted disdainfully.
"Oh, by the way, Wang Chong seems to be here too, and they seem to be having a one-on-one duel." Malone thought for a moment and added.
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing this, O'Neal could no longer sit still. His huge body bolted upright from his seat, his eyes sparkling.
"Wang Chong is playing one-on-one with Kobe? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Let's go watch the fun!"
He didn't know why Wang Chong, a rookie who had just arrived, would challenge Kobe to a duel. But how could he miss such an entertaining event? If Kobe lost to Wang Chong in a one-on-one, he'd have endless material to tease him.
Of course, even though he didn't get along with Kobe, O'Neal didn't quite believe Wang Chong could defeat him. Kobe's strength was still unquestionable. He was undoubtedly the strongest teammate O'Neal had ever played with. Even Anfernee Hardaway during his time with the Magic couldn't compare to Kobe.
End of this chapter
Note: I will continue uploading as promised 4-5 chapters every day until 100, after 100 1-2 per day, with stones, reviews, and collections I will upload more don't worry.