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

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a new template: Midorima Shintaro (SG)]

[Unlock Skill: All-Range Shooting (Beginner - Three-Point Line Range)]

[Skill Description: As long as the stance is not disrupted, the shooting percentage is increased to 100% within the three-point line area.]

[Current Template]

【Kuroko Tetsuya (PG)】Visual guidance, accelerated passing, disappearing dribble.

【Aomine Daiki (PF)】Unpredictable shooting and super-fast dribbling.

【Shintaro Midorima (SG)】Shoot from the entire court.

"Shintaro Midorima...?"

Lin Bei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile that left Cai Zi, who was standing next to him, feeling puzzled.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"This skill is perfect for a lazy person like me."

No need for breakthroughs, no need for hand-to-hand combat.

You can get points just by standing.

This is simply the ultimate secret to slacking off.

……

"Beep—!"

The pause has ended.

The game continues.

Shohoku serves.

Everyone thought Shohoku would rush in for a two-pointer, since time was running out.

However, after receiving the ball, Lin Bei did not rush to advance.

He dribbled the ball slowly across half-court, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

Ryonan's defensive formation collapsed inside the three-point line.

Sendoh stood at the top of the arc, watching Lin Bei warily.

"Should we break through again?" Sendoh lowered his center of gravity. "Or should we pass it on to Rukawa?"

Lin Bei stopped in his tracks.

At this moment, he was still a full two steps away from the three-point line.

This distance is usually a safe zone for organizing an attack, and defensive players generally will not press close to the player.

Sendoh thought so too.

He took a half step back, preparing to defend against Lin Bei's breakthrough pass.

But the next second, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Lin Bei raised the ball.

He casually raised his hand when he was eight meters away from the basket.

Left hand holds the ball, right hand supports it.

His posture was textbook perfect.

"What is he going to do?!"

"Shoot from that spot?! Is he insane?!"

Taoka Shigeichi, standing on the sidelines, stared wide-eyed.

Have you given up on yourself?

Uozumi scoffed dismissively, "How could such a ball possibly be..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Lin Bei jumped.

The jump height wasn't high, but the feeling of being suspended in the air was exceptionally strong.

He gently flicked the basketball in his hand at its highest point.

This ball flew extremely high.

It's so high it seems to touch the dome of the stadium.

Everyone had to look up, their gaze following the orange-red planet.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The basketball traced an extremely high parabola in the air.

Like a precision-guided missile, it fell towards the basket.

Sendoh suddenly turned around.

The image of the falling basketball was reflected in his pupils.

An ominous premonition instantly gripped his heart.

"Could it be...?"

"Whoosh!"

A crisp, resounding slap of the net echoed through the deathly silent stadium.

That's the most beautiful sound a basketball makes as it swishes through the net and rubs against the net.

The basketball landed and bounced.

The entire room fell silent for two seconds.

Then, like a powder keg being detonated, screams ripped the roof off.

"They're in?! They're in?!"

"You must be kidding! What's with that height?"

"Did he throw the ball into the atmosphere?"

Sidelines.

Taoka Shigeichi looked like a duck being choked, his finger pointing at Lin Bei trembling violently.

"It was a guess...it must have been a guess!"

Aida Hikoichi dropped the pen in his hand with a "thud" to the ground, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a fist.

"Incredible!!"

"I must write this down!"

"But... how am I supposed to remember this?!"

Yan Yi clutched his head, feeling his worldview on basketball crumbling.

Even the referee was taken aback for a moment before blowing the whistle and raising his hands to signal.

"Three...three-pointer is valid!"

The scoreboard is ticking.

83: 77.

The point difference narrowed to 6 points in an instant.

Lin Bei landed and pushed up glasses that weren't actually there.

He looked at the dumbfounded Sendoh and the petrified Taoka Shigeichi on the sidelines, and lazily yawned.

"Oh, sorry, my hand slipped just now."

"but……"

Lin Bei's eyes instantly sharpened, like a drawn blade piercing the hearts of the Lingnan group.

"Have you decided how you're going to lose, Sendoh-kun?"

Just then, the locker room door was pushed open forcefully.

"Bang!"

The dull thud drew everyone's attention.

A huge figure emerged, its head wrapped in thick bandages, resembling a wounded wild beast.

Takenori Akagi.

Although half of his face was still covered in blood, the suffocating sense of oppression was even stronger than before.

"Gorilla!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior.

Akagi strode to the scorer's table, his gaze sweeping over the scoreboard before finally settling on Lin Bei.

Seeing the narrowing score difference, a barely perceptible emotion flashed across Akagi's serious face.

"here you go."

Akagi walked to the sidelines and replaced Kakuta, who was already exhausted.

He clapped his hands hard, making a crisp "slap slap" sound.

"We haven't lost yet!"

"Shohoku! Attack!"

With Akagi's return, Shohoku's previously crumbling interior defense was instantly fortified.

"Hmph, so you're finally back, Akagi."

Jun Uozumi looked at his old rival, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Uozumi, your good days are over," Akagi replied coldly.

With Akagi holding off Uozumi in the paint, Sakuragi Hanamichi suddenly felt like a mountain had been lifted off his shoulders.

He stretched his aching shoulders and made a face at Uozumi.

"Hehehe! Boss Monkey! Your opponent is a gorilla!"

"This genius is going to dominate the battlefield!"

The game continues.

Lingnan launched an attack.

Akira Sendoh holds the ball.

His expression was no longer relaxed; his eyes, which always held a smile, were now sharp as knives.

"Rukawa Kaede".

Sendoh looked at his opponent.

Rukawa lowered his center of gravity, his eyes fixed on the ball in Sendoh's hand, sweat dripping down his sharp chin.

"I'll defend this ball."

Rukawa Kaede's voice was cold, carrying an undeniable resolve.

"Then let's give it a try."

The path to immortality is activated.

There are no fancy feints, just a pure combination of speed and power.

The two clashed on the field like two bolts of lightning.

Muscles collided, and sneakers screeched against the floor.

"Wow! Rukawa Kaede actually kept up with Sendoh's speed!"

In the audience, a spectator wearing glasses exclaimed in surprise.

"But the Immortal Path is stronger!"

Just as Rukawa Kaede was trying to steal the ball...

Sendoh dribbled behind his back, subtly creating space.

Stop abruptly and jump shot.

The basketball went in smoothly.

85: 77.

Rukawa remained silent, his anger growing even stronger.

The shift from offense to defense.

Lin Bei slowly dribbled the ball across half-court.

Off-road and Grass immediately pounced on them, like two sharks that had smelled blood.

"Double him up! Don't let him shoot!"

Taoka Shigeichi roared at the top of his lungs from the sidelines.

That bizarre, high-arcing three-pointer has become Taoka's nightmare.

Lin Bei looked at the two menacing figures in front of him and sighed helplessly.

"Seriously, can't I just shoot a basket in peace and quiet?"

"You're forcing me to use my ultimate move."

Lin Bei suddenly stopped the ball, took a deep breath, and shouted towards the inside:

"Sakuragi! Combine!"