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

Fengyu's halfway point.

Nan Lie ignored the commotion.

He looked around but couldn't find that familiar figure.

Coach Kitano's words echoed in my ears: "Turn defense into offense."

Nan Lie withdrew his gaze, his eyes turning cold again.

He wants to completely destroy Shohoku with his run-and-gun tactics and prove it to the world.

Kishimoto leaned in and muttered curses under his breath, while Nan Lie gave the order expressionlessly:

"Get rid of him, kick him off the field."

The referee blew the whistle, and the second half officially began.

Akagi Takenori roared, his massive body leaping into the air and crushing Iwata Mitsuaki in the jump ball.

The basketball was slammed hard into the backcourt.

Ryota Miyagi received the ball steadily and executed a clean crossover dribble to shake off Itakura, who was trying to pull at his jersey.

He ignored the other person's dirty little tricks.

With a flick of the wrist, the basketball flew like a guided missile straight to the right at a 45-degree angle.

Lin Bei stood there, steadily catching the basketball with one hand.

Nan Lie immediately closed in on him, spreading his arms wide.

His eyes were as venomous as a snake's: "This time, I won't let you get away with it."

Lin Bei's lips curled into a mocking smile, his tone languid:

"Yeah?"

"Are you ready to call an ambulance?"

Enraged, Nan Lie stepped forward and attempted to steal the ball.

Instead of retreating, Lin Bei advanced, slamming the ball to the ground with his right hand and catching it with his left, while simultaneously leaning his body to the right.

A highly deceptive feint instantly tricked Nan Lie into shifting his center of gravity.

In a flash, Lin Bei exerted force with his wrist, and the basketball bounced through his legs and passed the ground.

He pulled back at lightning speed, slicing past Nan Lie on the right.

Nan Lie was shocked and turned to chase after him, secretly extending his left foot, intending to use the same trick again.

As if Lin Bei had eyes in the back of his head, he suddenly stopped and pulled back while traveling at high speed, causing Nan Lie's black foot to kick the air.

Taking advantage of Nan Lie losing his balance and falling forward, Lin Bei delivered a hidden elbow strike to his shoulder.

With a scream, Nan Lie lost his balance and fell to the floor in a sorry state, sliding a full half meter away.

The referee's view was obstructed, so he did not blow the whistle.

Lin Bei looked down at him, his tone mocking:

"this one?"

"You can't even figure out how to use underhanded tactics; broaden your perspective."

Kishimoto Minori rushed over in a fit of rage, pointed at Lin Bei's nose, and started cursing.

Lin Bei slapped his dirty hand away and retorted without any politeness:

"The referee hasn't said anything, so who do you think you are?"

As the conflict escalated, Sakuragi strode over and shoved Kishimoto aside.

He roared fiercely, "If you want to fight, I'm ready!"

The referee quickly intervened and issued a warning, thus calming the situation.

The game continues.

Nan Lie got up from the ground, rubbing his aching shoulder, and his defensive movements became even more aggressive.

"You think you can win?"

"Toyotama's run-and-gun offense will tear you apart!"

Lin Bei glanced at him: "A bunch of trash who only know how to break the rules doesn't deserve to be called a run-and-gun offense?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his center of gravity and started dribbling at super speed.

The basketball flew through his fingers like a blur, a lightning-fast crossover followed by a behind-the-back dribble that left Nan Lie completely bewildered, his legs tangled in a knot.

Nan Lie's center of gravity completely collapsed, and he fell to the ground with a thud, looking like a comical marionette.

The entire stands erupted in cheers and exclamations.

Lin Bei didn't even glance at his defeated opponent on the ground.

He calmly pulled up for a shot, and the three-pointer swished through the net!

The score is now 49-36.

"Next."

Lin Bei turned and ran back to the backcourt, his casual remark striking the Toyotama players like a hammer blow.

This is absolutely one-sided and insane killing!

Kishimoto was so angry that he was trembling all over. He picked up the ball and roared as he launched a fast break.

Nan Lie caught the ball and headed straight for the basket, his eyes filled with madness.

Lin Bei blocked his only way.

Nan Lie dribbled the ball at high speed, and the basketball slammed against the wooden floor with a dull thud.

Lin Bei stood firmly at the free-throw line, like an insurmountable iron tower.

The smell of gunpowder in the air was so strong it felt like sparks were about to fly.

The distance between the two closed rapidly, and Lin Bei suddenly raised his eyelids:

"A word of advice: don't resort to underhanded tactics, or I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself."

Nan Lie chuckled and suddenly pushed off the ground to accelerate.

caveat?

In Toyotama's dictionary, there is only winning!

No matter what means are used.

Lin Bei looked at Nan Lie's malicious actions.

His gaze turned icy cold.

"Unlike them, I am not willing to sacrifice myself for my dreams."

"My dream is to lead them to the championship. If anything stands in my way, I will overcome any obstacle, no matter how small!"

These words struck Nan Lie like a heavy hammer blow.

Opening up mountains?

Will you kill anyone who gets in your way?

That's utterly arrogant!

He gave a wink to his teammates in the distance.

Daijiro Itakura understood immediately, and his massive body shifted to the side, blocking the referee's line of sight.

Kyohei Yasaka also joined the flanking maneuver, and the two formed a concealed human wall.

With the referee's view completely blocked, Nan Lie's lips curled into a cruel sneer.

He suddenly accelerated and pressed close to Lin Bei, his right knee subtly rising and pointing directly at Lin Bei's thigh muscle.

His left elbow, concealing a deadly intent, slammed into Lin Bei's fragile ribs.

He's going to completely ruin this arrogant newcomer!

Since you can't reason with them, just shut up and take the beating.

Instead of retreating, Lin Bei advanced, pressing his body directly against Nan Lie.

His arms stretched out like swimming dragons.

Tai Chi, neutralizing force!

Nan Lie felt his knees and elbows slam into a bottomless ball of cotton, instantly draining away all his accumulated killing power.

He was terrified.

Before he could react, Lin Bei smoothly extended his hands, drawing a perfect circle in mid-air.

The power that Nan Lie had just released was completely borrowed and rebounded back onto himself.

His center of gravity completely collapsed, and he was pulled forward and fell by his own strength.

Lin Bei's shoulder suddenly sank, and the power exploded at that moment. His right foot slammed into the floor with a loud bang.

The Eight Extremes Killing Move: Heart-Piercing Elbow!

Lin Bei's elbow transformed into a siege hammer.

With overwhelming and violent force, it slammed solidly into Nan Lie's chest.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Nan Lie felt his soul leave his body.

The stadium in front of us has disappeared, replaced by a golden field.

A gentle breeze ripples through the wheat fields, a scene deeply etched in his memory.

"Coach Kitano, why are you leaving?"

"We finally got into Fengyu after a lot of hard work!" the young Nanlie shouted.

Coach Kitano looked at the group of children, his wrinkled face revealing a deep sense of helplessness:

As the saying goes, the winner takes all.

"Without winning the national championship, you can't gain everyone's recognition."

"I feel very tired and want to rest."

The fleeting images shattered instantly, and the intense pain of reality engulfed Nan Lie like a tsunami.

boom!

A muffled thud that sent chills down your spine exploded.

A mournful sound emanated from Nan Lie's chest as terrifying destructive power coursed through his entire body.

He was lifted into the air like a kite with a broken string, flying several meters backward!

Just as Kishimoto Minori was about to make a save, a dark shadow crashed directly into his arms.

"what!"

The two rolled around in a ball, fell heavily onto the floor, and slid for a meter before stopping.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their breath caught in their throats.