5-Year-Old Cute Kid: I Swept the NBA with My Belly

In my previous life, I was the king of basketball players who complained about the ceiling and keyboard warriors. I watched who could pull my hips to criticize whom, and I scolded NBA superstars for having no rivals! After a sleep, he traveled through time and became the adorable 5-year-old son of the owner of the bottom-ranked NBA team! The most powerful basketball god system is bound to the game at the beginning. As long as you complain, slap in the face, and win, you will unlock god-level skills and full-level talents! Others relied on hard practice to play, but I relied on my status as a cute kid to force my way onto the court. The referee didn't dare to call it, and the superstar didn't dare to hit me! Curry three-pointer? I hit every target! James breakthrough? I steal and block shots all at once! Durant mid-range shot? My facial cumshot will teach you how to be a good person! Superstars across the league have gone from being disdainful to kneeling in submission. They are favored by coaches, praised by teammates, and feared by opponents! A bad team turned into an NBA dynasty, the cute kid pretended to be cool, the adults were dumbfounded, and the whole internet went crazy: This is not a small boss, this is the eternal god of the NBA!