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

Mitsui Hisashi exhaled a smoke ring.

His gaze swept contemptuously over the crowd in the venue.

"Mitsui, this is the basketball club. Please leave." Kogure stepped forward with a frown.

"go out?"

Mitsui Hisashi laughed exaggeratedly, as if he had heard a joke.

"This used to be my territory."

He picked up a basketball at random.

The still-sparkling cigarette butt was pressed directly onto the basketball.

"Sizzle—"

The smell of burnt rubber filled the air.

"What are you doing!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi instantly lost his temper.

That's a basketball!

It's sacred basketball!

He was about to rush forward when he was stopped by a hand.

Miyagi Ryota.

At this moment, Miyagi's face was terribly gloomy.

He had his head down, his bangs obscuring his eyes, so his expression was not visible.

But the arm that was holding Sakuragi was trembling violently.

"Don't move, Hanamichi."

Miyagi's voice was hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"If we resort to violence, we will be disqualified from the competition."

"That's... Boss Akagi's dream."

Upon hearing the words "disqualified," Sakuragi froze.

Rukawa Kaede looked at the group with a cold gaze.

All the basketball players stood frozen in place, their anger burning in their chests, but they could only suppress it desperately.

Mitsui Hisashi watched this scene, his eyes filled with even more mockery.

He walked up to the palace and patted the palace's face.

"Slap, slap."

The sound was crisp and extremely insulting.

"What's wrong, Miyagi?"

"Weren't you so arrogant just a couple of days ago?"

"Why are you hanging your head like a dog now?"

Miyagi gritted his teeth, neither dodging nor retaliating.

"Mitsui."

Gongcheng raised his head, his eyes filled with a pleading look.

"What's going on? Let's go outside and sort it out."

"Don't cause trouble in the basketball court."

Please.

This was the first time Miyagi Ryota had bowed his head.

For basketball, for Ayako, for these teammates.

however.

This show of weakness did not elicit pity; instead, it stirred up a deeper twist in Mitsui Hisashi's heart.

"Beg me?"

Mitsui Hisashi sneered.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked Miyagi hard in the stomach.

"Bang!"

Miyagi groaned and fell backward, crashing heavily to the floor.

"Miyagi!!" Ayako screamed.

"Fertile land!"

Sakuragi's eyes instantly turned red, like an enraged bull.

"Don't move!!"

Miyagi clutched his stomach, curled up on the ground, but still yelled at his teammates to stop.

"No one is allowed to lay a hand on me!!"

"Do you want Shohoku to be disbanded?!"

That roar made everyone's legs feel as heavy as lead.

suffocated.

An unprecedented sense of frustration.

Tie Nan stepped forward, stomped on the basketball that had been scalded, and crushed it forcefully.

"Is this what you treasure so much?"

"What a boring toy."

He looked around, his gaze settling on a corner.

There, Lin Bei was leaning against the wall, covered in sweat, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Even after such a major incident, his expression remained as calm as a stagnant pool.

"Hey, you dead fish eyes."

Mitsui Hisashi also noticed Lin Bei, recalling the humiliation he suffered in the alley that day.

He picked up the mop from the ground and pointed it at Lin Bei.

"Weren't you supposed to be a really strong fighter that day?"

Come on.

"If you dare to fight back today, I'll make the entire basketball team pay with their lives."

Mitsui Hisashi's smile was sinister.

That was jealousy, resentment, and the madness before self-destruction.

He's going to destroy this place.

It destroyed the place that caused him pain and reminded him of his past glory.

Lin Bei looked at Mitsui Hisashi.

Looking at that former MVP, now he looks like a clown.

He sighed.

"That's really ugly, Mitsui."

Lin Bei's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in the deathly silent stadium.

"What did you say?!" Mitsui Hisashi's expression changed.

Lin Bei put down the water bottle and slowly straightened up.

He didn't look at Mitsui, but instead looked at Miyagi on the ground.

He then glanced at Sakuragi and Rukawa, whose faces were flushed and veins were bulging.

He bent down and picked up a basketball from beside his feet.

The movements were slow and deliberate, as if they were preparing to shoot a basketball.

"What do you want to do? Shoot a basketball?"

"At a time like this?" Iron Man scoffed.

"yes."

Lin Bei caught the ball with one hand, his eyes instantly turning sharp, as if he had become a different person.

That lazy demeanor has completely vanished.

Instead, there was a suffocating sense of oppression.

"I'm practicing passing."

"It's just that the accuracy... might not be very good."

Before he could finish speaking...

Lin Bei's arm suddenly swung out.

[Kuroko Tetsuya - Accelerated Pass - Modified]

"boom!"

A loud bang seemed to echo in the air.

The basketball transformed into an orange projectile, tearing through the air with terrifying spin and kinetic energy.

They went straight for Mitsui Hisashi's face.

Fast! Too fast!

It was so fast that even a fighting expert like Tetsuo didn't have time to react.

Mitsui Hisashi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a gust of wind rushing towards him.

"Bang!!!"

A loud bang.

The basketball hit the metal cabinet door behind Mitsui Hisashi with pinpoint accuracy.

The metal cabinet door dented instantly, leaving a huge dent, and emitted a mournful sound.

The basketball bounced back and grazed Mitsui Hisashi's cheek.

A few strands of long hair fell down.

A thin bloodstain appeared on Mitsui Hisashi's face.

If that ball hits him right in the face...

Mitsui Hisashi stood frozen in place, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He even sensed the approach of death.

"oops."

Lin Bei clapped his hands, his face full of insincere apology.

"I accidentally dropped it."

"Sorry, I'm a newbie after all."

"He always misses the mark when passing the ball."

The entire room fell silent.

Even the delinquents were stunned by the power of that ball.

Is that supposed to be a pass?!

This is murder!

Lin Bei slowly walked towards Mitsui Hisashi.

With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.

He walked up to Mitsui and looked down at the former genius.

"You want to destroy this place?"

Lin Bei's voice was soft, yet it struck Mitsui's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Because you can't come back, you don't want anyone else to have it, right?"

"What a... pathetic coward."

Mitsui Hisashi's pupils contracted sharply after being hit where it hurt.

Anger, shame, and the fear of being seen through completely drove him to lose his mind.

"asshole!!"

"Go get him! Cripple him!!"

Mitsui Hisashi roared.

This time, it's not a provocation.

Instead, it was a full-scale war.

Tie Nan also disliked Lin Bei.

He cracked his neck, making a snapping sound, and strode towards Lin Bei.

"Kid, you've messed with the wrong person."

At the same time, Miyagi Ryota suddenly got up from the ground.

"Master! Be careful!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi could no longer hold back and ripped off his jersey.

"Screw your qualifications!!"

"You dare touch my master! This genius will fight you to the death!!"

Rukawa Kaede silently picked up the mop from the ground.

War is imminent.

And at the heart of this chaos.

Lin Bei sighed helplessly as he watched Tie Nan rush towards him.

"I knew it..."

"Why is it so hard to just relax and enjoy a peaceful time fishing?"

He turned slightly to the side, adopting an unusual starting stance.

"Since you insist on sending yourselves to your deaths."

"Then I'll reluctantly help Captain Akagi clean up some trouble."

"close the door."

Lin Bei said calmly.

"Release Sakuragi."