NBA: A Court Magician? My Sidekick Is the Wolf King!

“Ding... Infinite Potential System activated.”

“Ding... Congratulations, Host, you have obtained: Body-Player Unity (Platinum Tier).”

“Ding... Congratulations, Host, you have obtained: Court Magician (Platinum Tier).”

“Ding... Congratulations, Host, you have obtained: Death Grip (Platinum Tier).”

Reborn in 2006, Chen Han opened his eyes and found himself in a training facility in Minnesota.

Standing opposite him was Ricky Davis, the hothead who made LeBron James carry his shoes.

“A rookie from China? Wanna play a couple of games?” Davis sneered.

Chen Han remained expressionless. “First to ten.”

“What did you say?”

“First to ten,” Chen Han repeated, enunciating every word. “First to four... You’d lose too quickly.”

Three minutes later.

Four to zero.

Davis had been shut out and was sprawled on the floor, questioning his whole life.

The whole gym fell silent.

In the corner, a lanky figure stopped shooting. Kevin Garnett lowered the ball and strode over.

“Let me play you.”

Chen Han looked up at the future Hall of Famer, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

“So... are you ready?”

Some people said I was here to support the Big Ticket.

But they were all wrong.

I’m here to lead him to a championship.