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

Kazuma Takasago paused for a moment, then immediately understood.

This is not a tactical order; it is a death sentence.

"That big guy's nerves are stretched tighter than steel wires right now; he could explode at the slightest spark."

Shinichi Maki's voice was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

"Take him downstairs."

"clear."

Takasago nodded, a shrewd glint flashing beneath his seemingly honest face.

The game continues, and Hainan launches an attack.

Shinichi Maki advanced with the ball, but this time he didn't choose to force a collision.

Faced with Sendoh, who had activated the "Zone" but was in poor physical condition, he chose a more ruthless approach.

Consumption.

The ball was lobbed high into the paint.

"Takasago!!"

Uozumi let out a roar, his massive body pressing down hard on the person behind him.

Only one thought remained in his mind: Hold on! Hold on, even if it kills you!

This extreme excitement caused his adrenaline to surge, but it also overheated his calm CPU.

"Be careful!"

Sendoh's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with a hint of hoarseness and anxiety.

He could see it clearly from the outside; Takasago's movements were too "fake."

That wasn't an attack, that was a trap!

But it was too late.

In Uozumi's eyes, Takasago was a stumbling block that had to be crushed.

Takasago receives the ball and backs down to a one-on-one attack.

Instead of pushing hard, he made a feint to turn to the left.

The movements weren't fast; they even seemed a bit like a slow-motion replay.

But in the eyes of the tense Uozumi, this was the bugle call to charge!

"Don't even think about going there!!"

Uozumi roared, its massive body moving sideways like a wall, attempting to block the way.

The moment their bodies made contact.

Takasago suddenly stopped.

He didn't fight back forcefully, but at the moment Uozumi crashed into him, he leaned back dramatically and let out a scream that rivaled that of an Oscar-winning actor.

"what!"

He casually tossed the basketball, and the person flew straight out of the air.

"beep--!!"

The sharp whistle instantly pierced the air in the stadium.

Without hesitation, the referee rushed over, pointed at Uozumi, and made a pushing gesture.

"Ryonan #4! Blocking foul!"

The whistle rang out like a bolt from the blue, striking Uozumi squarely on the top of his head.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Fourth foul! Uozumi has committed his fourth foul!"

"This is it!"

"Takasago's acting is absolutely phenomenal!"

Uozumi froze on the spot, his eyes bulging, staring at the referee in disbelief.

"What?! A foul?!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

An uncontrollable rage surged to his head.

He bumped into it himself!

"Where are your eyes?!"

"He hit me! I was just standing there!!"

Uozumi suddenly charged at the referee, spitting everywhere, his already fierce face now contorted in a frightening way.

"Uozumi! Shut up!!"

Taoka Shigeichi, standing on the sidelines, was terrified.

He sprang from the chair and started waving his hands frantically.

"Stop talking! Go back now!!"

"Captain! Calm down!"

Off-road and Grassland panicked and rushed over to try to stop the out-of-control beast.

But at this moment, Uozumi's rationality had been completely destroyed by resentment and anger.

As the captain, as the pillar.

Being penalized at the most crucial moment put immense pressure on him, instantly igniting his emotional powder keg.

He flung the off-road vehicle aside, pointed his finger at the referee's nose, and roared like thunder:

"Explain yourself clearly!"

"You're blowing that kind of shot?!"

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone watched this scene in horror.

Is it acceptable to point your finger at the referee and yell at them during a formal competition?

That's suicide!

The referee's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

No nonsense, no explanation.

He simply raised both hands and made a cold "T" shape gesture above his head.

"beep--!!"

The whistle was short and merciless.

"Ryonan #4, technical foul!"

"Disqualified from the competition, leave the field!"

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Uozumi remained in a roaring posture, his entire body like a petrified sculpture.

That "T" was like a sharp sword, piercing straight through Ryonan's heart.

"It's over..."

Taoka Shigeichi slumped into a chair, his eyes lifeless, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

A huge gasp erupted from the stands.

"Holy crap! Sent off immediately?!"

"A technical foul plus four fouls, and he's officially out of the game!"

"Ryonan is finished, completely finished."

Aida Yayoi, standing on the sidelines, covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock:

"At this most crucial moment... how could the team leader make such a basic mistake?"

On the field.

Shinichi Maki watched this scene without any surprise on his face.

He didn't even glance at Uozumi, just stared at him coldly.

"Too naive."

Maki Shinichi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura.

"How can a captain who can't even control his emotions talk about dominating the nation?"

"This is the limit of Ryonan."

Uozumi stood there, stunned, staring at the referee's cold gesture and the despair in his teammates' eyes.

Reason finally returned.

What followed was a flood of regret that overwhelmed him.

"What...what did I do...?"

Uozumi's lips trembled, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

"idiot."

A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the direction of the Shohoku stands.

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed particularly jarring amidst the cacophony of voices.

Lin Bei crossed his legs, toying with the empty popcorn bucket in his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"Is this what they call a captain?"

"As the captain, he was so stupid as to argue with the referee and was disqualified from the game."

"This is a textbook example of what a terrible teammate can do."

Lin Bei chuckled and shook his head, as if watching a clown performance.

"Is that monkey leader stupid?"

"Referees hold the power of life and death; daring to insult a referee is practically suicide!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, standing next to him, touched his bald head, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Even a single-celled organism like you understands this principle, but he doesn't."

"Therefore, he is not fit to be the captain."

Lin Bei glanced at Sakuragi, his tone cool.

"Akagi may look like a gorilla, but at least he's still got brains."

"If it were Akagi, he would definitely swallow this insult and fight back with his strength."

"And this monkey leader..."

Lin Bei pointed to the dejected figure on the field.

"Apart from his large size, his mental state is no different from that of a baby."

"This self-destruction has directly sold out the entire Immortal Path."

"And they sold out completely, not even their underwear was left."

"I would call this a 'reverse carry'."

Although Lin Bei's words were sharp, they were as precise as a scalpel, hitting the nail on the head.

Rukawa Kaede didn't say anything, but just stared intently at the isolated and helpless number 7 on the field.

Sendoh was standing near the center circle.

He didn't blame Uozumi, nor did he show any sign of frustration.

He simply watched as Uozumi was led away from the stadium by staff.

A glint flashed in those deep blue eyes, then deepened even further, a depth that tugged at the heartstrings.

There is no blessed land, no fish to live in.

The present-day Ryonan.

He was truly all alone now.