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

On the electronic scoreboard.

The red numbers were as glaring as fresh blood.

16: 20.

Shohoku is trailing by 4 points.

When Takenori Akagi was injured and left the field, the atmosphere in the entire stadium became frighteningly tense.

That feeling called "despair" was like a damp, cold fog, seeping into the very bones of every Shohoku supporter.

Except for one person.

Near the center circle, Lin Bei gently rotated his ankle.

The surrounding shouts, the muffled thud of the basketball hitting the floor, and the whistling of sneakers rubbing against each other.

The tide receded rapidly in his ears, becoming distant and blurry.

The world seemed to have been muted.

A thought crossed my mind.

The azure panel, visible only to him, bounced across his retina.

[Load template: Seijuro Akashi (PG)]

[Compatibility check in progress...]

[Current template fit: 30%]

[Warning: Compatibility too low, unable to load the full version]

[Currently only available for activation: Second Personality (Tyrant)]

Lin Bei's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Second personality?

Akashi, the "Emperor" who suffers from severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), treats victory like breathing, and is always ready to gouge out people's eyes.

"Tsk, troublesome."

【Akashi Seijuro (PG)】(Template enabled)

[Template fit: 30%] (Current personality: Tyrant)

[Activate Skill: Eye of the Heavenly Emperor]

[Stamina consumption doubled]

[Akashi Seijuro Panel]

[Dribbling 99, Passing 99, Stealing 100, Basketball IQ 100]

[Mid-range shot 95, Three-point shot 90, Rebound 75, Block 80]

Strength 75, Speed ​​96, Stamina 80, Jumping 88

The next second, a cold, brutal, and self-centered will emerged.

Like a black tide, it influenced Lin Bei's lazy personality.

Without the slightest hesitation, he used up the skill points he had acquired last time.

"Skill Point Allocation, Akashi Seijuro!"

Congratulations on obtaining: Ankle Breaker

[Description: In conjunction with the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor, it disrupts the opponent's balance system through high-frequency center of gravity deception.]

boom--!

A chill ran from my tailbone straight up to the top of my head.

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes.

A strange crimson light burst forth from the depths of his originally pitch-black pupils.

The world has changed.

The flow of time seemed to have been forcibly slowed down tenfold.

Kiyota Nobunaga's rapidly heaving chest, Maki Shinichi's taut calf muscles, Miyagi Ryota's beads of sweat sliding down his forehead...

All the images were broken down into the most basic data streams, which were then clearly visible to him.

This feeling...

Take control of everything.

Lin Bei slowly straightened his back, his previously lazy and hunched posture instantly becoming ramrod straight.

Like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, its cold light is chilling.

The languor faded, replaced by a suffocating aloofness.

"Beep—!"

The game continues.

Shohoku has possession of the ball.

Ryota Miyagi took a deep breath and received the ball at the baseline.

With Akagi absent, immense pressure weighed on this small guard like a mountain.

How do I play?

Rukawa Kaede in a one-on-one situation?

Should we contact Mitsui instead?

Just then.

A cold voice, devoid of any emotion, pierced directly into his eardrums.

"Fertile land".

Miyagi shuddered and instinctively turned his head.

Two meters outside the three-point line at the top of the arc, Lin Bei stood quietly.

He didn't move, didn't set screens, and didn't even get into a receiving position.

He simply stood there, extending a hand toward the palace.

Palms facing upwards.

"Give me the ball."

This is not a request, nor is it tactical communication.

This is an order.

It is a summons issued by the emperor to his subjects.

Miyagi was stunned.

The dead-eyed Lin Bei who was always half-asleep and spouting nonsense was gone.

The eyes that were staring at him at that moment were terrifyingly indifferent, as if they were looking at an ant.

Gudong.

Miyagi swallowed hard, his scalp tingling.

"What... what's wrong with this guy?"

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Although I was internally complaining, my body was acting against my brain.

With a push of both hands, the basketball obediently flew towards Lin Bei.

Snapped.

Catch the ball with one hand.

The basketball seemed to lose its weight in his hands.

"Oh! Lin Bei got the ball!!"

In the stands, the international students of the "Linbei Supporters Association" instantly erupted in excitement.

"Get him! Lin Bei!!"

"Let's teach Hainan a lesson!!"

Lin Bei ignored these voices.

He held the ball in one hand, his arm hanging naturally, his gaze sweeping coldly over Hainan's defense across the halfway line.

That was the gaze of an emperor surveying his territory.

"Tch! Stop pretending!"

A powerful roar shattered the tension on the field.

The purple-gold figure pounced forward.

Kiyota Nobunaga, a super rookie from Hainan.

This "wild monkey" clearly had no idea what it was facing.

In his view, Akagi's departure from the game was the perfect opportunity to completely crush Shohoku and make a name for himself.

"No matter who you are!"

"Even Rukawa Kaede isn't getting past here!"

Kiyota spread his arms wide, keeping his center of gravity extremely low.

Like a cheetah hunting its prey, he stared intently at the basketball, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"I'm Hainan's star newcomer!"

"The future number one in Kanagawa!"

"Lin Bei! Don't think your lucky shot will work again!"

Kiyota roared as he adjusted his small, quick steps, trying to apply pressure.

however.

Faced with this mad dog-like defense, Lin Bei didn't even lift an eyelid.

He looked at Kiyota as if he were looking at a grasshopper hopping around at his feet.

"It's so noisy."

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura.

"What did you say?!"

Kiyota's forehead veins bulged, feeling extremely insulted.

I said…

Lin Bei made a move.

There was no warning.

There were no fancy tentative steps.

It didn't even lower its center of gravity.

He stood there, straight, dribbling the ball forcefully with his right hand.

boom!

The sound of the basketball hitting the floor was dull and thunderous.

The moment the ball bounced, Lin Bei's body swayed slightly and tilted to the left.

"left?!"

Qingtian's pupils shrank sharply.

As a wild, intuitive person, his reaction was astonishingly fast; his body almost instinctively shifted to the right to block.

That's his talent!

Its explosive power rivals that of Sakuragi Hanamichi!

however.

Just as Kiyota's focus shifted completely.

The golden light in Lin Bei's eyes was as bright as the blazing sun.

The Eye of the Heavenly Emperor is activated.

Every muscle contraction in Kiyota Nobunaga's body, the rhythm of each breath, the trajectory of his shifting center of gravity...

Everything has become transparent data.

"Too slow."

Lin Bei flipped his wrist incredulously.

The ball, which was originally pointing to the left, was forcibly pulled back the moment it touched the ground.

Extremely large crossover descent!

But this is more than just a change of direction.

This was a fatal blow delivered after completely understanding the opponent's center of gravity.

In a dead end where Kiyota's old forces have been exhausted and new forces have not yet emerged.

Lin Bei took a step to the right.

Just one step.

But it was like a heavy hammer, shattering Kiyota's balance system.

"Varied……?!"

Kiyota felt an irresistible twisting force coming from his ankle.

The brain desperately issued the command to "steady down," but the legs betrayed the will.

Her two legs were tangled together in a messy, twisted manner.

The world spun around.

Under the horrified gaze of thousands of people in the audience.

That Hainan supernova who was just clamoring to shut down Lin Bei.

That wild monkey with explosive physical abilities.

His knees buckled.

Pfft!

He knelt heavily on the ground.

Right in front of Lin Bei.

He knelt down on both knees and prostrated himself on the ground.

It's like performing a grand kneeling ceremony to an emperor.

The entire room fell silent.