Sweep the Preseason!

"Wild! Kobe launched the ball the moment he crossed half court!"

"With a flick of his wrist! The ball's arc rose even higher than the backboard! It sailed over half the court and struck the target dead center!"

"The Great Western Forum fell silent at first, then exploded as if a bomb had gone off, with every fan cheering!"

"In the very first preseason game, Kobe announced his return with a legendary shot like that!"

Kobe pursed his lips and slapped his jersey.

That's just how badass I am!

You questioned whether I'd gotten lazy during the offseason?

You questioned whether I'd started indulging in pleasure after gaining glory?

You thought I'd be nothing more than a shooting star?

This season, I'll make you understand!

I dated high school girls, I went fishing, but I got even stronger!

"Fuck." O'Neal felt a little awkward. He had lumbered all the way into the paint just as Kobe made the shot, forcing him to run back again.

That was the common problem with heavy centers. Once the game settled into a half-court battle, they were indeed the most impactful of all five positions. But when they had to run and play at a fast pace, the strain on them was enormous.

O'Neal's ideal weight was around 135 kilograms, like last year. Now that he had gone up to 145 kilograms, his half-court offensive ability might have improved, but his stamina and defense had both been greatly weakened.

An O'Neal like this was not invincible.

Compared to last year, his dominance had dropped by a level.

But Kobe didn't care!

The current Kobe could easily lead this Lakers team to more than 65 wins all by himself!

"Kobe is still raining threes!"

"He ignores the defense! Kobe's three-point shooting has become even more