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

"Damn it! Get him!"

"Crush these arrogant brats!"

Mitsui Hisashi roared and swung the iron rod down fiercely.

Horita Tokuo and the others behind him felt that the fight was a bit inexplicable.

But they couldn't disobey their boss's orders, and a group of people rushed forward, yelling and shouting.

Iron rods, fists, and flying kicks.

They all rushed towards Lin Bei and Sakuragi.

"Watch out!" Ayako exclaimed, her face turning pale with fright.

Just as Sakuragi Hanamichi was about to roll up his sleeves and get to work, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.

Lin Bei, who was leaning against a utility pole drinking coffee, moved.

[Tai Chi (Beginner) course has been fully redeemed]

"Use slacking points to upgrade to (proficient)."

A golden idea flashed in my mind.

Countless memories of using an opponent's force against them and using minimal force to overcome great strength instantly became part of my muscle memory.

Lin Bei sighed and casually placed the half-finished coffee on the windowsill next to him.

"Seriously, I didn't even warm up before exercising."

Lin Bei did not back down when faced with the iron bar hurtling towards him.

He turned slightly to the side and drew a circle with his feet.

The iron rod, whistling through the air, grazed the tip of his nose.

Horita Tokuo felt that the dead fish-eyed man in front of him was as slippery as an eel.

Before he could release his strength, a hand lightly rested on his wrist.

"Go on."

Lin Bei flicked his wrist slightly, gently pushing forward along the force of Horita Tokuo's thrust.

"Huh? Huh?!"

Horita Tokuo felt like a wild boar that had gone out of control, spinning uncontrollably as he flew away.

"Bang!"

He accurately knocked over the two henchmen who rushed up from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Bei stepped on the Seven Stars, his figure weaving through the crowd like a ghost.

With his left hand he grasped the magpie's tail, and with his right hand he parted the wild horse's mane.

His movements were as slow as an old man doing his morning exercise in the park.

But everyone who tries to attack him inexplicably loses their balance.

"Wow!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Less than ten seconds.

The narrow alley was littered with delinquent teenagers, each clutching their arms and legs and groaning in pain.

Mitsui Hisashi's hand, gripping the iron rod, froze in mid-air.

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?"

He looked at the boy standing in the crowd, brushing the dust off his sleeves, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

"This is called the Lightning Five-Strike Whip."

"A cure for all kinds of dissent."

Lin Bei picked up the coffee from the windowsill and shook it.

Finding that nothing had been spilled, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Wow...that's amazing!"

Haruko Akagi, who had just arrived, covered her mouth, her big eyes filled with stars.

She had come along because she was worried about Sakuragi and the others, but she ended up witnessing this incredible feat.

"Master!!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi lunged at Lin Bei and grabbed his leg.

"Teach me! I want to learn this!"

"That move of throwing that person out with a 'whoosh' was so cool!"

"If I learn this, I'll be able to fight in the future..."

"Wait a minute, from now on, who can stop this genius from grabbing rebounds?!"

Lin Bei pulled his leg out in disgust.

"Want to learn?"

"think!"

Lin Bei was talking nonsense with a straight face:

"I originally wanted to teach you Bajiquan, which is a powerful style and would suit you better."

"But that one is more tiring to practice; it requires standing in a stance for three years."

"So... let's forget about it. You should work on your rebounding first."

Upon hearing "three years of standing meditation," Sakuragi's face instantly fell.

"Tch, stingy master."

the other side.

Ryota Miyagi stared blankly at the scene.

As a seasoned fighter, he knew better than anyone how terrifying Lin Bei's attacks were.

There are no unnecessary movements, only skill.

"This guy..."

Miyagi clenched his fists, his eyes still showing hostility, but now tinged with a hint of apprehension.

"Although he's very good at fighting..."

"But Ayako... I will absolutely not give her to you!"

Mitsui Hisashi looked at his underlings lying on the ground, then at Lin Bei, who was unharmed, and Sakuragi, who stood like an iron tower.

He knew that he couldn't get this loss back today.

"hateful……"

"You just wait!"

"This isn't over!"

Mitsui Hisashi uttered a harsh remark and then retreated with his men in a sorry state.

……

Shohoku Basketball Gymnasium.

"Hey everyone, good morning!"

Ryota Miyagi pushed open the door, and the earring on his ear sparkled under the light.

He twirled a basketball in his hand, a nonchalant smile on his face.

"Miyagi!"

"You're finally back!"

"Are you alright now?"

Kiminobu Kogure greeted him with delight.

"Ah, it's completely healed."

Miyagi greeted everyone with a smile, but his eyes were searching for something in the venue.

Seeing Ayako recording data with a paper fan, his eyes instantly softened.

"Ayako! I'm home!"

"Was that a call of love?!"

Before he could rush over, a huge figure blocked his way.

Akagi Takenori looked down at him with a dark expression.

"Idiot, now that you're back, hurry up and warm up."

"Yes, boss!" Miyagi stood at attention and saluted.

Just then, Sakuragi Hanamichi and Lin Bei strolled in.

Sakuragi spotted the short guy who wanted to kick Lin Bei right away.

"Hey, isn't that the little crybaby?"

Sakuragi stood with his hands in his pockets, sporting a smug, punchable expression.

"Who are you calling a shorty?!"

"Red-haired monkey, this is the basketball team, not a zoo."

"Want to fight?!"

Veins bulged on Miyagi's forehead as the basketball spun rapidly between his fingertips.

The two were head to head, and it looked like sparks were about to fly again.

"Alright, alright!"

Yasuda quickly ran over to smooth things over.

"Miyagi, you just got back, how about we spar first?"

Miyagi glanced at Sakuragi and snorted coldly.

"Sure, this is a good opportunity to stretch my muscles."

On the field, Miyagi faced off against Yasuda.

The bullfight begins.

Yasuda had the ball and was about to dribble past his opponent.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

The ball is gone.

Miyagi's hand moved with lightning speed, instantly cutting the ball away.

Then, with a burst of speed, it swept past Yasuda like a gust of wind.

Layup, score.

The movements were fluid and graceful, extremely elegant.

"So fast!"

"As expected of Miyagi!"

"A strong candidate for the next captain!"

The surrounding teammates were all amazed.

Miyagi tossed his hair triumphantly and looked at Ayako, hoping to receive praise from the goddess.

As it turned out, Ayako was talking to Lin Bei with her head down and didn't even look at him.

Miyagi's heart was shattered.

"Hey! You little dwarf!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi was unhappy.

"What's so special about that?"

"This genius can do it too!"

Sakuragi strode into the arena and pointed at Miyagi.

"Come! This genius challenges you to a duel!"

Gongcheng raised an eyebrow, looking at the red-haired outsider.

"You?"

"Come on then."

It was supposed to be a one-on-one basketball game.

The art style suddenly changed.

Sakuragi doesn't understand the rules at all; his defense relies entirely on physical contact, and his offense relies entirely on brute force.

Although Miyagi is fast, he still has some trouble dealing with Sakuragi's unreasonable playing style.

The two were locked in a fierce struggle on the field.

"Foul! That's a collision!"

"Enough talk! This is genius defense!"

"Let go! What are you doing grabbing my jersey?!"

"Are you scared, you little dwarf!"