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

"Weak and powerless!"

Akagi suddenly exerted his strength.

That was the "buttock technique" that Shaquille O'Neal personally taught him during his special training in the United States.

Lower your center of gravity, engage your hips, and explode in an instant.

Leave you!

Bang——! !

Iwata Mitsuaki felt an overwhelming force surging towards him, which he was completely unable to resist.

He lost his balance and staggered back several steps.

He plopped down on the ground and fell flat on his backside.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

It flew straight away?!

Is this some kind of sumo wrestling match?!

Akagi did not pause for a moment.

Turn around.

Take off.

He held the basketball high with both hands, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him.

"Roar!!"

boom--!!!

The basketball hoop emitted a painful groan, as if it were about to break at any moment.

Takenori Akagi throws down a powerful two-handed dunk!

The aesthetics of violence are displayed to the fullest extent!

After landing, Akagi looked down at Iwata, who was slumped on the ground.

That look in his eyes was like King Kong looking down at an ant.

"Don't block the way."

He exudes an aura of dominance.

At this moment, Akagi is no longer the "gorilla" from Kanagawa.

It is the true king of the restricted area, the King Kong has descended!

……

"nice shot!!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, who had just entered the game, shouted excitedly, even more excited than if he had scored a goal himself.

He rushed over, wanting to give Akagi a high five.

"Gorilla! Well done!"

"Is this some kind of butt-based martial arts technique?"

"I've practiced that too! I know that move like the back of my hand!"

Akagi looked at the bald man in front of him, and a rare smile appeared on his lips.

Although this guy is usually annoying and a troublemaker.

But this energy is truly infectious and makes him a qualified leader of the atmosphere-building team.

Snapped!

The two high-fived.

The sound was crisp and clear.

Cheers erupted from the stands.

"Who is number 4?"

"That was incredible! It sent the person flying!"

"Did they bring an excavator?"

"This physical condition is nothing like a high school student! I'd believe it if you told me it was a professional!"

"And that number 16 from earlier... just who exactly is Shohoku?"

"Is this really a C-level team? This lineup is more like S-level!"

Reporters frantically pressed the shutter, taking film as if it were free.

It was initially thought to be a one-sided massacre.

It is indeed one-sided.

But the team that was slaughtered was none other than Toyotama, a seeded team!

This will definitely be big news tomorrow!

Headline reserved!

……

Shohoku bench.

Kiminobu Kogure stood up excitedly, his glasses fogged up.

He looked at the figure dominating the penalty area on the field, his eyes slightly reddening.

Start from the first year of high school.

Akagi has always dreamed of dominating the entire country.

At that time, everyone laughed at him, thinking he was dreaming.

When teammates leave, no one understands.

Only Kogure stayed by his side, watching him persist like a fool.

He watched Akagi practice alone late at night, and saw his tears of resentment after losing a game.

And now.

That dream is no longer just a dream; it's within reach!

"Akagi..."

Kogure cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted with all his might:

"You see that, Toyotama!!"

"This is the strength of Shohoku!!"

"This is the captain we're going to use to dominate the nation!!"

That shout unleashed the pent-up frustration of Shohoku High School over the past three years.

It voiced the sentiments of all those who work silently, and it was absolutely electrifying!

Akagi, who was on the field, heard it.

He didn't turn around; he simply raised his right fist high, his back to the bench.

That was a silent response.

but I know.

Akagi silently said to himself.

This level is not enough.

That last shot, although it sent Iwata flying.

But if it's that guy...

If it's a fish.

That arch-rival who did everything in his power to stop him in the county competition.

It will definitely not fall so easily.

"It's a pity you didn't come, Uozumi."

Akagi sighed inwardly.

"I am stronger now than before, terrifyingly stronger."

"If you were there, you would be very surprised too."

"Your strength is several times greater than that of these weaklings from Fengyu."

……

High up in the audience seating area.

This spot offers the best view, overlooking the entire stadium – the so-called "God's-eye view."

A group of teenagers dressed in dark team uniforms were sitting quietly.

Their presence stood out starkly against the noisy audience around them.

Calm, aloof, and with his own background music.

Like an unshakeable mountain.

Sannoh Industrial Co., Ltd.

The pinnacle of high school basketball in Japan.

That king who dominated the country for three consecutive years, a demon king-level existence.

Coach Goro Domoto stared intently at Akagi on the field.

"This center... he's got something."

Domoto drew a circle on the tactics board.

"Strength, technique, and that dominance."

"It's top-tier even nationwide."

"Kawada."

Domoto turned to look at the burly, somewhat fierce-looking player beside him.

Kawada Masashi.

The best center in all of Japan, as wide as a wall.

"If it were you, could you withstand him?"

Kawada chewed his gum, his eyes calm and expressionless.

"no problem."

"While the technique is good, the strength is still lacking."

"I have nine ways to kill him, nine ways."

"but……"

Kawata's gaze shifted to Shohoku's bench.

The figure covered with a towel.

"What I care about is number 16."

Domoto nodded, then tapped the tactical board heavily with the tip of his pen.

"That's right."

"That number 16... Lin Bei."

"Although it only lasted a few minutes, it was all effective output."

"What is presented is incomprehensible."

"Long-range three-pointers, lightning-fast breakthroughs, precise steals, and that... completely illogical sense of rhythm."

"A sharpshooter?"

"Or is he an all-around warrior?"

"It's a pity that the playing time was too short, the sample size was insufficient, and there was too little data from previous matches."

Domoto's brow furrowed slightly.

As the coach of the legendary Sannoh, he rarely has this feeling of not being able to see through his opponents.

This Shohoku seems to be much more dangerous than what was shown on the videotapes; it's a big problem.

Just then.

On the other side of the stands.

The students at Hainan University Affiliated School also noticed the existence of Shanwang Industry.

Kiyota Nobunaga pointed in that direction and exclaimed in surprise, like a monkey who had never seen the world before:

"Senior Mu! Look!"

"That's Sannoh Industrial!"

"Eiji Sawakita! Kazunari Fukatsu! And Masashi Kawata!"

"They're all watching Shohoku's game?"

"Shohoku's influence is just too much!"

Jin Soichiro also looked surprised.

"Usually in the first round of matches, Sannoh only sends scouts to check things out, right?"

"Everyone is here... This shows how much they value Shohoku."

Maki crossed his arms and glanced back and forth between Sannoh and Shohoku.

At last.

His gaze fell on Lin Bei.

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"hehe……"

"That Lin Bei guy, he really knows how to cause trouble."

"It's only the first match, yet it's already attracted the attention of the champions."

Mu Shenyi recalled the fear of being dominated by Lin Bei during the county competition.

That kind of unfathomable strength.

That gaze, which seemed to see through everything, was like having a complete view of the map.

"I wonder how Shan Wang views Lin Bei's strength."

"Is it seen as a threat?"

"Or... just an interesting prey?"