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

On the field, the battle reignites.

Shohoku launches an attack.

Ryota Miyagi dribbled the ball across half-court and quickly made a tactical gesture with his fingers.

"Boss Akagi!"

The basketball was precisely lobbed into the paint.

Akagi Takenori turned his back and leaned tightly against Uozumi.

The two mountains of flesh collided violently.

"Uozumi! I'll pay you back the money from earlier, with interest!"

Akagi roared, turned around forcefully, and sprang into action.

With both hands gripping the ball, he unleashes a powerful and heavy "Dunk of King Kong"!

however.

Just as Akagi took off.

A huge shadow blocked out the light.

Jun Uozumi.

The Ryonan giant, who had been tricked by Lin Bei and mocked by Sakuragi, now had a burning desire for revenge in his eyes.

"Don't be so arrogant, Akagi!!"

Uozumi roared, his long arm like a giant executioner's axe, and cleaved down fiercely.

*Smack!*

A crisp sound rang out, shattering the atmosphere.

The basketball was firmly pressed onto the backboard, as if it had been welded in place.

A spiked hat!

Violence, pure violence!

"Wow!! Captain is awesome!!"

The Ryonan bench erupted in chaos, towels waving like propellers.

"Well done, Uozumi-senpai!!"

The basketball bounced out as if it had eyes, landing perfectly in the hands of Sendoh Akira on the outside.

The shift from offense to defense happens in the blink of an eye!

Sendoh did not rush into a quick attack.

He held the ball with one hand and dribbled it slowly across the half-court.

That signature smile was still on his face.

But deep within his eyes, there seemed to be a bottomless, icy pool.

Lin Bei's extremely humiliating back dunk just now completely woke up this Ryonan team.

Especially the path of immortals.

Since the tactics have been seen through, and since the coordination has been cut off.

Let's go back to the most primitive and savage logic of basketball.

Rukawa Kaede immediately posted it.

He lowered his center of gravity, a cold glint flashing in his dead fish eyes, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

I will beat you.

Rukawa Kaede coldly uttered a few words.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a stubborn determination to see things through to the end.

Immortal Dao stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the spirited first-year student in front of him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a hint of seniority.

"OK."

"Then let's try and see if you can stop me."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Bang!"

The basketball slammed heavily to the ground.

The immortal path moved.

There are no fancy feints, just a simple crossover dribble.

Switch from left hand to right hand.

His sense of rhythm is outrageously good, as if basketball is an extension of his body.

Rukawa's pupils contracted sharply, and his body instinctively shifted to the right, attempting to block the breakthrough route.

But in just 0.01 seconds of his center of gravity shifting.

Immortal suddenly stopped abruptly.

Pull back between your legs.

The basketball seemed to spring back to my left hand in an instant.

Rukawa Kaede's center of gravity was shaken, and his ankle let out a groan of despair.

Although it was only for a brief moment.

But for the immortal path, this is a chance for a decisive victory.

Step back.

Take off.

The body stretched out in the air, the posture as perfect as a textbook illustration.

Rukawa Kaede lunged forward with all his might to block the shot, his fingertips just centimeters from the basketball.

But those few centimeters are like an insurmountable chasm.

Xian Dao gently flicked his wrist.

The basketball traced a high, rainbow-like parabola.

Spinning, falling.

"Whoosh!"

A soft sound, like heavenly music.

The net churned up white waves.

Hollow into the network!

Three-pointer!

57: 49.

The difference narrowed to 8 points.

"nice shot!!"

"Sendoh! Sendoh! Sendoh!!"

The cheers from Ryonan almost lifted the roof off.

Sendoh landed without making any exaggerated celebrations.

只是轻轻甩了甩手腕，冲着流川枫眨了眨眼，那模样有点欠揍又有点帅气。

"You need to practice some more, Rukawa-kun."

Rukawa Kaede gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

The flames in his eyes burned even brighter, as if they were about to burn two holes through the immortal's body.

The roles of offense and defense have reversed.

Shohoku has possession of the ball.

Lin Bei leisurely received the serve from the baseline.

He glanced at the scoreboard, then at Sendoh who was fighting back, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Wow, they're pretty resilient."

Lin Bei dribbled the ball and walked towards the front court, as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

Just past the center line.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Immortal Dao.

This time, he ignored Rukawa Kaede and everyone else.

In his eyes, there was only Lin Bei.

The stadium opened.

Everyone voluntarily gave up the stage.

This is a conversation between the aces; all bystanders, please leave.

"That three-pointer was pretty good."

Lin Bei stopped two steps away from the three-point line.

He held the ball with one hand, letting it hang casually at his side, his posture incredibly arrogant.

"But it's just so-so, barely passing."

Sendoh didn't speak, but simply spread his arms wide, keeping his center of gravity low.

Those eyes were fixed on Lin Bei's shoulders, not daring to relax for a moment.

His intuition told him that the guy in front of him was a monster more dangerous than anyone else.

"What's wrong?"

"Not saying anything? Acting aloof?"

Lin Bei grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

That wild and untamed spirit that belonged to "Aomine Daiki" once again emanated from his very bones, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"Then let me show you..."

What is despair?

The voice just fell.

Linbei has started.

There was no warning whatsoever.

It's like a stationary supercar launching into the air, accelerating from 0 to 100 km/h in just one second!

"Bang!"

The basketball hits the ground, man and ball become one.

A powerful drive to the right!

Sendoh reacted extremely quickly, immediately using a sliding step to block.

His defensive positioning was extremely precise, perfectly blocking Lin Bei's path, like a persistent, invasive disease.

For an ordinary player, this move would definitely force them to stop, or even cause them to make a mistake.

But Lin Bei is no ordinary person.

He's a cheater.

Faced with the obstruction of the Immortal Path, he did not slow down, but instead...

Has it jumped?

One step outside the free throw line?

Does anyone jump from that distance to attack the basket? Do you think this is flying?

"court death!"

Jun Uozumi roared in the paint, like an enraged gorilla preparing to help defend.

But the next second, everyone was stunned, their jaws dropping to the floor.

Lin Bei did not rush towards the basket.

He was in the air, his body stretched back extremely, his right hand holding the ball high in the air.

He was like a fully drawn bow, brimming with explosive tension.

This is not a shot.

It wasn't a layup.

Although the template currently being loaded is by Aomine Daiki, it emphasizes the absence of fixed patterns.

But as long as you have strong enough physical abilities and an abnormally high jumping ability.

This technique of "smashing" the ball into the basket is not unique to Kagami Taiga.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people in the audience.

Lin Bei glides through the air.

At the moment of reaching the highest point, the wrist exerts force suddenly.

It was like wielding a battle axe that could split the heavens and open the earth.

He threw the basketball in his hand hard towards the basket!

Yes, it's about throwing!

This is a scoring method that completely violates traditional basketball concepts and even the common sense of physics!

The basketball transformed into an orange-red shooting star.

It was accompanied by a howling wind, as if it were tearing the air apart.

It passed over the raised arm of the immortal.

It passed over Uozumi's terrified face.

Straight...

It slammed into the basket!

"boom!!!"

The basketball made a loud bang as it hit the net.

It wasn't that crisp, swishing sound.

Instead, it was a violent roar that seemed to tear the net apart, smash through the floor, and collapse the basket!

Meteor Slam Dunk!