The court was packed with young people playing, and quite a few spectators had gathered around.
Watching them sweat out their youth, Kobe's eyes showed a trace of envy.
If he were still young, he would probably still be in the NBA, striving to continue his legendary Lakers career.
Jiang Siming caught the look in his eyes.
"Want to come over and play a one-on-one with me?" Jiang Siming asked.
Kobe turned around in surprise. Of course, he knew how formidable Jiang Siming was.
At last year's Men's Basketball World Cup, Jiang Siming had single-handedly led China Team to the world championship.
Although America hadn't sent any particularly powerful stars at the time, they had analyzed Jiang Siming's abilities after watching the games.
He had the potential to play in the NBA. Unfortunately, Jiang Siming had only faced weak opponents and had never encountered a truly strong team or player.
So the data from their analysis wasn't sufficient, and everyone could only classify Jiang Siming as a powerful player who had enjoyed a temporary burst of form.
It was like China's Jeremy Lin. He had been overwhelmingly strong at first, but his breakout period had been extremely brief. Before even one season was over, his performance had collapsed.
Kobe didn't think that way. He had always felt that Jiang Siming possessed superstar potential.
Now that he knew Jiang Siming wasn't an ordinary person, he was even more certain. If Jiang Siming were willing to play in the NBA, then with his ability to fly and his superpower to carry an airplane, NBA players would be nothing more than paper dolls in front of him.
"Don't worry. I never use any special abilities when I play basketball." Jiang Siming guessed his thoughts at once and explained with a smile.
Kobe nodded.