Although the young boy in front of him behaved strangely, Kobe did not refuse when he was challenged.
Of course, Kobe wouldn't refuse—after all, refusing wouldn't be Kobe-like.
Bryant felt the need to educate Su Feng, the frog at the bottom of the well.
And then, a brutal scene unfolded on the basketball court near Market Street in Philadelphia...
21 to 0.
The process was too gruesome to describe in detail.
In short, the result was that Su Feng was completely crushed by Kobe.
Su Feng's shots were slapped away by Kobe time and again, and the only two attempts that even reached the rim—from well beyond the three‑point line—merely clanged off without falling through.
After their one-on-one match, even Kobe didn't know what to say.
This guy?
At first, Kobe thought Su Feng had some big moves up his sleeve, so he took the game seriously. But as they played, Kobe realized—this guy isn't even at a basketball enthusiast's level?
However, what did surprise Kobe was Su Feng's incredible mental resilience.
Initially, Kobe was about to say something like "Good game" and leave. He assumed Su Feng had recognized the enormous gap between their skills and was ready to walk away.
But then, Su Feng suddenly looked at Kobe with excitement and said, "I'm not convinced! I just wasn't ready! If you've got the guts, go one-on-one with me again!"
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Su Feng was absolutely thrilled.
During his match against Kobe, Su Feng discovered a new rule: a blocked shot wouldn't increase his "iron value."
However, do you know how much his iron score increased from the only two shots he managed to take?
You might not believe it—but missing just two shots earned Su Feng an iron value boost of 2000 points!
This confirmed Su Feng's hypothesis.
Because as soon as Su Feng started playing one-on-one with Kobe, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind:
"The host's training intensity has been raised to quasi-NBA level!"
Quasi-NBA level!
This...
When Su Feng first obtained the system, he made a simple plan for himself. However, he never expected that his previous plans would now need to be pushed back.
Because, at this moment, standing right in front of him, was a humanoid cheat code.
"Without Kobe, the eternal plug-in, the night feels endless!"
Su Feng, well-acquainted with Kobe's personality, knew one thing for certain—Kobe would never refuse a one-on-one rematch.
Because...
"Oh? Do you really think you've beaten me? Did you actually believe I went all out? I let you win so you wouldn't chicken out of challenging me again."
That's Kobe. His competitive spirit was exactly as Su Feng expected—much like a certain legendary Hearthstone abbot he would learn about in the future.
And don't forget—right now, Kobe was just a high school student.
Boys at this age? Let's be honest, who could resist a challenge?
Not to mention... this boy was Kobe Bryant.
Su Feng still remembers the moment he got tricked into his first kiss—all because a girl told him, "Are you a man or not? Do you dare to kiss me?" So, boys, listen up: when you go out, learn to protect yourselves!
"Are you a real man? Do you dare challenge me again?" Su Feng continued to provoke.
Kobe, already irritated by Su Feng, became even more fired up after hearing those words. "Afraid of you?!" he snapped.
Bryant threw the basketball to Su Feng—his way of saying let's do this again. From Kobe's perspective, it would only take a few minutes to completely shut Su Feng down. And this time, he planned to crush him completely, leaving no doubts about the gap between them.
Emmmmmm... if we were to describe this moment in historical terms, it would probably be Kobe's "warm wine, chopping Su Feng" scene…
Thus, their second round began.
But before they started, Su Feng made a peculiar request: "You're not allowed to block me!"
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"Why? Are you scared of my powerful shot? So now you can only use weak, passive defense to stop me?" Su Feng argued confidently.
This time, Kobe just shook his head, said nothing, and threw the ball to Su Feng.
However, Su Feng had already achieved his goal—because from that moment on, Kobe did not block his shots.
But...
Even without blocking, Kobe Bryant's elite one-on-one defense was still nearly impossible for someone at Su Feng's level to score against.
But…
Su Feng didn't care about scoring!
All he wanted was to focus on taking the most difficult shots possible and play purely for fun.
God only knows how satisfying it felt for Su Feng to miss every single time.
"Dang dang, dang dang"—it was simply the most beautiful sound in the world.
Of course, Su Feng still took defense seriously.
After all, playing one-on-one against Kobe was a rare opportunity. Su Feng wanted to see just how far he was from the so-called quasi-NBA level.
Hmm… the gap was huge.
The difference between pros and amateurs was night and day. If Kobe was a god, then Su Feng was barely human.
However, during their second round, Kobe also started feeling tricked by the person standing before him.
Because even though Su Feng couldn't defend properly, Kobe noticed that every time he did defend, he gave it everything he had.
So, originally planning to crush Su Feng, Kobe found himself playing seriously instead.
And that intensity made Su Feng burst out excitedly after missing yet another shot: "You really are my little angel!"
Upon hearing this, Kobe instinctively stepped back—two full steps.
And that movement gave Su Feng just enough space for a clean shot.
A shot worth remembering.
Because this was Su Feng's first-ever successful shot in his one-on-one history against Kobe.
With a stylish twist of the waist, a powerful, confident kick, and a picturesque shot, the basketball soared through the air and landed perfectly in the net.
As soon as the ball went in, Kobe suddenly realized—
Was this entire thing… part of his plan?!
And just as Bryant was thinking about how his defensive instincts needed refining, he suddenly noticed something strange.
Su Feng, instead of celebrating, had a look of disappointment in his eyes.
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"My Nima, bro, you TM just scored against me—Kobe Bryant!"
"Shouldn't you be excited? Overjoyed?"
"Why do you look… disappointed?"
"Does this mean… I played pretty well?"
Second match: 21 to 1. No surprises.
Just as Kobe was about to begin his personal training, he heard Su Feng's voice provoking him again...
"What's wrong? Are you scared? You seem distracted—I'm really disappointed in you. Fine, I'll forgive you if you go one-on-one with me again."
"What? Are you a man or not? Dare to challenge me again?"
"Come on, let's go again if you've got the guts! I'm not satisfied yet! If you think you can beat me, prove it!"
"Oh? You call yourself a man? Then take me on again!"
"Come, come, let's play again—I was just careless last time!"
"Huh? You're not a man? Scared to challenge me again?"
Bryant felt that Su Feng was relentless.
Who keeps asking for repeated one-on-one matches like this?
Could it be that this guy just can't accept losing—does he plan to keep playing until he finally wins?
How many centuries would that take?!
Although his one-on-one games with Su Feng felt like low-intensity practice to Kobe—not particularly exhausting—the sheer repetition was wearing him down.
And since Su Feng was playing with full effort, Kobe had no choice but to play seriously as well.
Believe it or not, despite how effortless it seemed, Kobe was actually tired after all these matchups. At one point, he even considered losing on purpose just to end the cycle.
But as soon as that thought crossed his mind, Kobe quickly dismissed it—because he knew this persistent Eastern boy standing in front of him had a sharp tongue.
In Kobe's eyes, even if he was utterly defeated, Su Feng would never let him live it down.
And so, the battle continued.
Life went on.
And the iron kept clanking.
"Alright, that's enough—I need to head home for dinner."
Fortunately for Kobe, after countless rounds of one-on-one, he glanced at his watch and realized it was time to eat.
Before training, Kobe often lost track of time. But strangely, today he had been checking his watch more often than usual...
Meanwhile, Su Feng looked slightly disappointed—because a humanoid cheat code like Kobe was just too rare!
And more than that—he was Su Feng's idol. Truth be told, Su Feng wasn't playing against Kobe just to greet him... He genuinely enjoyed the game.
Then suddenly—
"Lying trough! Look at this iron value!"
Su Feng nearly lost his mind...
For some reason, after noticing Su Feng's disappointed expression, Bryant suddenly felt guilty.
"Wait a second—why am I feeling guilty?! This guy was the one chasing after me! Why should I feel bad? I'm the ace of Lower Merion High School, the top high school player in in Philadelphia. Isn't it already good enough that I played against him all afternoon? So why am I even thinking like this?"
Su Feng blinked and looked at Kobe earnestly.
"Are you coming tomorrow?"
"We haven't decided the winner yet," he added.
Kobe: "..."
"Alright, it's settled. I'll be waiting for you here at four o'clock tomorrow morning!"
Before Kobe could react, Su Feng had already run off.
Kobe stood frozen in place.
"This guy… why does he feel so familiar?!"
And more importantly—why hadn't he refused him outright?
Wait—four in the morning?!
Who in their right mind wakes up at 4 AM to play ball in freezing weather? You'd have to be insane!
Only a fool would get up at four to train!
Kobe shook his head, speechless.
He swore he wouldn't come tomorrow.
Four in the morning? Su Feng could play by himself.
But despite everything, Su Feng's stubbornness—his unrefined but relentless defense—kept replaying in Kobe's mind.
And for the first time, Kobe thought to himself...
"He really loves basketball."