I Maxed Out My Offensive and Defensive Talents from the Start, and LeBron Was Stunned

The author is James! You don't even know who your competition is, and you are the King of Knights? James is the No. 1 Pick, Nike's No. 1 Pick, and the league's No. 1 Successor! The black American who surpassed Kobe Bryant without a championship and surpassed Jordan with one championship! Political clarity! What do you have? With someone else's team, you are at best the second in command! James still has the ball! Why didn't he get FMVP with thick eyebrows? Isn't it because the ball was in James' hands? He is a point forward and will not pass the ball to you at critical moments! What are you? Without data, you are still a foreigner! Can you steal the honor? If you don't have the ball, what kind of honor is there? What a joke

The author doesn't understand football at all, Dr. J has become a Cavaliers star, Scola plays small forward, and a player with a mid-level contract has to be sent to the Development League. The opponent mocks without thinking, and the protagonist slaps him in the face without thinking.

The author can't tell people apart and writes nonsense data. Can the author look at the ball and look up the information? If you don't understand the game, don't push it!

It's a bit whimsical. I write it based on my own imagination. If you write it for your own reading, it's fine. But you write it to make money, so you make other people's money by relying on this kind of rubbish. Brother, don't be funny

The writing is average. The author doesn't know much about basketball and has no basic common sense.

There is so little plot. What do you think? Just take a break from the NBA for a season and then write about the 2008 Olympics. It's gone and finished in a hurry. It's really yours.

Good looking good looking

The Basketball Association looked at me and I was furious. What the hell?

Our Lady

The rushed ending is ridiculous.