My Name is Kobe Bryant

My name Kobe Bryant Chapter 264 I am God "The game is about to start, this national live broadcast has attracted a lot of attention."

"Golden generation No. 2 showdown on the 13th, super rookie guard Little Flying Squirrel against All-Star vp Peter Pan."

"Isaiah Thomas lined up against the team formed by Jerry West!"

"The flying squirrel contest came to Kobe's provocation just before the start!"

"Kobe raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. His proud attitude annoyed the Raptors fans, and the boos on the scene, Kobe was unimpressed!"

"The referee stopped the confrontation between the players of both sides and called on the players to come to the middle circle to serve! The game is about to start!"

Old rules, Ben Wallace stood in the middle circle.

"Little dwarf, are you again?" Camby remembered the encounter in the All-Star rookie game, but the little dwarf was a bit hard.

"Skinny skimming, what's wrong?" Big Ben urn anger, disdain ~ hum. Having just packed up a thin All-Star power forward Kevin Garnett, Big Ben hasn't had enough of these strengths, and the center of gravity power forward has some experience. He believes that there is no problem in locking Camby in this game.

After all, at the Camby All-Star Rookie Challenge, he repeatedly jumped out of the bottom line, avoiding Kobe's writing, but looked at it. This is hard to let people treat him as a soft egg.

Against Garnett, the tough iron-blooded, the Lakers can attack and defend her in two stages, not to mention the completely weakened version of Camby.

"Shut up, rookies, it's time to play." It was Joseph Joy Crawford who blew the game today. The current bald Crawford is in his prime, 46 years old. A strong body, a smooth hair style, and a fierce attitude make many players tremble with fear.

Joey Crawford threw the ball high and announced the start of the game.

Two jumping men, the soles of their feet seem to step on the spring, and jump up! With one arm raised, take the ball to your own half!

In the All-Star game, Big Ben won the jump ball, and this time, Camby won slightly, stretched his long arms, and flew the basketball.

The flying squirrel Stoudemire holds the ball and advances with the ball fast!

Fast! The small flying squirrel's high-frequency short-step small broken step quickly took the ball to the Lakers half. This advancement speed is very good. No wonder with this height, you can play an average of 202 points per game!

Kobe's center of gravity sank slightly, standing at the top of the three-point arc, waiting for the attack of the flying squirrel.

"Kobe! Everyone around me is blowing, how is an 18-year-old rookie how powerful, he blew Jordan, lore Olajuwon, he is the future of the league!"

"Tell you! These words are bull in my opinion! Today I am going to blow you up! Let everyone know that the future first guard is my little flying squirrel!" The little flying squirrel looked grim and inspired by the smiling assassin. Afterwards, he frantically poured chicken broth, as if hitting chicken blood, but he couldn't be more excited.

"You're tall, it's a little difficult to be the first defender." Kobe Bryant's light-hearted sentence made the flying squirrel burst into flames!

"A long short can't be a vp? I want to be the shortest ball king in history!"

Kobe is surprised, yo, courage is not small. But you are a few grades worse than Iverson.

Not every short guard is called ai.

The little flying squirrel raised his hand to make a fist, motioning to pull away the singles.

"No, no, no, no Kobe, singles?" The Magician was shocked. The little guard now has no points?

"Oops, the chicken broth was overfilled." The smiling assassin's face changed. He pulled the flying squirrel before the game and gave a talk, so that he shouldn't be afraid of Kobe.

The flying squirrel's dribble center of gravity is very high, matching his height, but it is quite difficult to break the ball. After waiting for his teammates to pull to the bottom corner, his feet glared! Suddenly burst out!

Outburst!

Kobe's footsteps slipped, his body adjusted the position one after another with the flying squirrel's attacking direction.

Kobe deliberately put a small gap to let the little squirrel walk into the middle distance!

"Kobe! Your defense is nothing more than that!" Damon Stoudemire secretly rejoiced! Sure enough, as the assassin teacher said, don't be afraid of Kobe's defense.

Him! I can't help it!

The little squirrel didn't see the smile in the corner of Kobe's mouth, walked into the middle distance, and vigorously jumped!

Jump to the side! Get rid of it!

No one is in sight! Kobe was thrown away!

Jump! Jump high! In order to prevent the defender from being accused of being tall because of his height, the flying squirrel's bouncing height is very high and the stagnation time is very long!

"This ball is stable!" The moment the little flying squirrel shot, he told him the feeling, right!

and many more!

A black figure approached him from the side and back! Just after the basketball shot, a black hand runs through!

"Boom!" Kobe Hot Pot!

A volleyball smashing action that sends the ball to the bottom line.

The little flying squirrel looked pale and looked at Kobe for a long time without a word.

Once again, there was a boo of boos!

"Bow !!!" This boo did not know whether it was for Kobe, or the star player who had been bloodied, the little flying squirrel. Or both.

Kobe clapped his hands as if he had completed a trivial action.

It's not difficult for Kobe to be small. Kobe's explosive power and absolute speed are not outstanding, but his footsteps move sideways, and his sensitivity is definitely historical. Compared to that kind of muscle ~ stick, Kobe is better at chasing a small guard.

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Kobe's murderous heart! It's so domineering.

"Quick serve! What's going on?" Joey Crawford was dissatisfied. What's the matter with your group of guys, who finished playing early, who would be happy to stay in Toronto like this? !

Walter Williams delivered the ball to the flying squirrel.

"Running tactics! Running tactics!" The Raptors head coach jumped anxiously on the sidelines. He knew that if the game really entered the heads-up mode, Kobe could easily rule the game. Look at the performance of All-Star Kobe against Michael! Can the little boy with his little nose and small eyes protect against that little boy?

The little flying squirrel hesitated, and then the ball stood still.

I want to make another one, but it seems I can't.

Running tactics? But I was not reconciled, Isaiah trusted me so much, I really want to prove it to him!

Kobe looked at the little flying squirrel standing silly, wondering.

What does this kid think?

Tentatively poke the ball.

"Snapped!"

The ball dropped.

Kobe picked up the ball and flew to the frontcourt. This kind of godsend opportunity is simply to send food!

"Xinke Dunk King is about to dunk!" The magician shouted!

The assassin was silent.

Kobe Bryant's vigorous posture went straight to the Raptors half-time, stretched his body, completed a folding lever, one-handed tomahawk buckle.

Scored the first point of the game.

"Fak! Kobe! I tell you, I'm not afraid of you! The only thing I'm scared of! Only God!" The little flying squirrel returned to the half-court, looking at Kobe's eyes looking down, angrily spewing garbage.

"I am God!" Kobe lifted his chin, and I climbed from **** to defeat God and return!

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