Kuroko's Basketball template: the king of slacking off, Shohoku's strongest sixth man.

"Freedom?" Sakuragi was stunned.

"Unbound by rules, doing whatever you want."

Coach Anzai looked at the figure on the field and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"You are still a rough gem."

"And Lin Bei, he..."

"It's already a demonic sword that's been drawn from its sheath."

……

On the field.

The game continues.

But the atmosphere had completely changed.

A crack appeared on the faces of the Ryonan team members, revealing their unwavering belief in victory.

Fear grew wildly in my heart like weeds.

Fukuda stood there, head down.

His hands were trembling.

It wasn't because of anger.

It's because...we're afraid.

In that brief moment, what he felt from Lin Bei wasn't the pressure of an opponent.

Rather, it is a kind of...

Species suppression.

It's like a husky meeting a wolf king.

No matter how much you struggle, the outcome is already predetermined.

"Afu..."

Sendoh walked over and patted Fukuda on the shoulder.

The warmth from his hand brought Fukuda back to his senses.

Don't worry about it.

Sendoh's voice remained gentle, but his eyes became more serious than ever before.

"That guy... is really strong."

Sendoh turned to look at Lin Bei, who was high-fiving Rukawa.

A spark of excitement ignited in his eyes.

"He's so strong... it makes you want to destroy him."

Sendoh smiled.

This time, it wasn't a casual smile.

It was a laugh tinged with bloodshed.

Give me the ball.

Sendoh said to Off-Road.

"Since the tactics have been figured out."

"Then let's settle this battle using the most primitive method."

Ace vs. Ace.

……

Shohoku's first half.

Lin Bei raised an eyebrow.

Yo.

Is the hedgehog-haired guy going to fight desperately?

Have we pushed the boss into the second phase?

As he watched Sendoh slowly approach with the ball, his aura grew even wilder.

"bring it on."

Lin Bei opened his arms.

Although the posture still looked casual, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Let me see the genius of Kanagawa..."

"Can you make me sweat a little?"

At this moment, in a corner of the audience.

A middle-aged man with dark skin, wearing a Hainan team uniform...

Oh no, high school students.

Shinichi Maki.

He crossed his arms and stared intently at Lin Bei.

"Amu, what's wrong?"

The tall coach next to him asked, waving his fan.

Maki Shinichi remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

His voice was low and deep, carrying a hint of apprehension he had never felt before.

"That number 16..."

"He hasn't used his full strength yet."

"What?!"

Kiyota Nobunaga jumped up.

"This isn't even using your full strength?"

"That dunk almost destroyed the backboard!"

Shinichi Maki shook his head.

"intuition."

"Shobei..."

"This year's biggest dark horse will probably be..."

……

Back on the field.

The immortal path moved.

No pick-and-roll was called.

There was no feint in the pass.

It's face-to-face, a direct assault!

"Bang!"

The sound of the ball hitting the floor was dull and powerful.

Using his height advantage, Sendoh forcefully squeezed Lin Bei's space.

Back-to-the-basket move!

This is a technique that Sendoh rarely uses; he usually only uses it when facing a defender who is shorter than him.

But now, he used it on Lin Bei.

"You want to eat me by force?"

Lin Bei found it amusing.

After loading the [Aomine Daiki] template, his core strength increased exponentially.

"Bang!"

The two bodies collided.

Xian Dao felt as if he had bumped into a granite block, while Lin Bei remained completely still.

"So hard!"

Immortal Dao was startled.

No wonder he was able to beat Uozumi in the first half.

This guy looks tall and thin, how come he's so stable?

Since we can't push it up, then...

Turn around!

Sendoh pivoted on his left foot, instantly turned around, and jumped back for a jump shot.

The movements were fluid and graceful, as beautiful as a painting.

That's an unblockable shot!

The instant the ball left my fingertips.

A hand suddenly appeared in the trajectory of the ball.

It's not a cap.

Instead... seal the eyes.

Lin Bei's palm precisely blocked the line of sight between Sendoh and the basket.

It didn't touch the ball, nor did it touch anyone.

It simply makes your vision go black.

"cut."

Sendoh forced himself to attack using muscle memory.

"when!"

The basketball bounced high off the back of the rim.

"Rebound!!"

Akagi Takenori roared and grabbed Uozumi.

But at that moment...

A figure soared into the sky.

Sakuragi Hanamichi?

Do not!

It's Lin Bei!

Lin Bei jumped again the instant the shot landed.

The speed at which they jump in succession is simply superhuman.

He grabbed the rebound with one hand, right over Uozumi and Akagi's heads!

"Another board grab?!"

Jun Uozumi stared wide-eyed.

Lin Bei landed without pausing for a moment.

"Quick attack!"

A low shout.

The ball in his hand was flung forward like a cannonball.

There, Rukawa Kaede had already started.

"Don't even think about it!!"

The fastest off-road vehicle to retreat attempted to intercept.

But the ball was too fast, spinning intensely, and flew past Yueye's ear.

Rukawa Kaede receives the ball.

The area in front of the field was completely empty.

"boom!"

Another one-handed dunk.

57: 46.

The point difference has widened to 11 points.

"hateful……"

Taoka looked at the Shohoku team.

Especially Lin Bei, who was surrounded by his teammates.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.

This variable...

too big.

It was far beyond his tactical expectations.

……

"Ryonan! Up, up, up!!"

"Ryonan! Charge! Charge! Charge!!"

The sound waves swept across the entire venue like a tsunami, making everyone's eardrums ache.

Even though the score difference has widened to double digits.

Ryonan's cheerleading squad continues their frenzied efforts.

Perhaps it was the influence of Taoka Shigeichi's broken-voice roar.

Or perhaps they firmly believed that the man with the broom-like hairstyle could defy fate.

In short, we may lose the game, but we won't lose our spirit.

The sense of momentum must be perfectly controlled.

Affiliated to Hainan University.

Kiyota Nobunaga clung tightly to the railing.

His monkey-like, bright eyes were now filled with big question marks.

Something's not right...

Kiyota's brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly, and he muttered to himself.

"Something's really not right."

"Something's not right?"

Jin Soichiro unscrewed the water bottle, his tone as sullen as an old cadre.

"Rukawa Kaede!"

Kiyota pointed at Shohoku's number 11 on the court, who had no expression on his face, with a look of utter disbelief:

"Why is that arrogant, expressionless fox behaving like a quail today?"

"Aside from a few lucky plays in the first half, his presence was so faint that he was like a passerby, and he took very few shots."

Kiyota stroked his chin, forcibly activating detective mode:

"Could it be that they've chickened out because they're facing a Celestial Immortal? They're too afraid to attack?"

"No, no, no..."

Kiyota immediately denied it, shaking his head vigorously.

"That guy is like me, the kind of masochist who gets more excited the more he gets beaten..."

"Uh, I mean a battle maniac."

"When he encounters prey of the level of Sendoh, he should pounce on it like a mad dog and tear it apart."

"Why does it look like it's AFK right now?"

Mu Shen crossed his arms, his deep gaze sweeping across the entire room like a radar.

Finally, his gaze settled on the figure running back.

Linbei.

"Because the sun is too strong, the fireflies naturally stop shining."

Maki Shinichi spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful.

"Huh? What riddle are you asking, Senior Amu?"

Kiyota was completely dumbfounded; his brain was clearly not big enough.

"Rukawa's playing style requires possession of the ball and a certain rhythm."

Mu Shen's gaze sharpened slightly:

"But today, Shohoku's rhythm was completely dominated by another person."

"When Lin Bei displayed that unreasonable dominance on the field."

Even Rukawa Kaede can only temporarily sheathe his fangs and obediently play a supporting role.