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

monster.

This is a true prodigy with incredible talent.

At this moment, in the VIP seats in the front row of the sidelines.

Kazuo Tangze, head coach of Shenze Sports University.

Both of them, along with college star center Shota Sugiyama, were completely stunned.

"Clatter."

Tang Zeyi's tactical pen fell to the ground.

"Sugiyama...did you see that?"

Tang Ze swallowed hard.

"A jump from just inside the free-throw line, a 360-degree spin in mid-air, and a thunderous dunk..."

"Is this really something a high school student could do?"

Shota Sugiyama pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, his face filled with shock:

"This level of jumping ability and core strength is top-notch even in college leagues."

In the stands not far away, is the players' area of ​​Hainan University Affiliated High School.

Kiyota Nobunaga was so angry he was practically fuming.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!!!"

"That damn red-haired monkey!"

"How dare they be so arrogant!"

"Idiot! Basketball isn't about showing off!"

Mu Shenyi crossed his arms.

A hint of seriousness flashed in his deep eyes.

on the field.

Sakuragi Hanamichi released his grip and landed steadily back on the floor.

He bent down arrogantly and picked up the still-bouncing basketball.

"Smack."

Sakuragi casually tossed the basketball into Masashi Kawada's arms.

Kawada instinctively caught the ball, a rare hint of seriousness appearing on his rugged face.

Sakuragi Hanamichi dusted off his hands.

Pointing his thumb at himself, his tone was extremely arrogant:

"Don't be afraid."

"This genius just came over to say hello."

After saying that, he paid no attention to Kawada's gloomy expression.

With an air of indifference, he swaggered back to the Xiangbei half of the court.

Just past halftime, Ryota Miyagi and Hisashi Mitsui came up to them with mischievous grins, and the three of them gave each other a big high-five.

"Well done, Sakuragi!" Miyagi barely suppressed a laugh.

"You little rascal, you're lucky you didn't hit your own head today," Mitsui Hisashi teased.

In the stands, Sakuragi's gang and Haruko and the others were completely engrossed in the revelry.

"Sakuragi is amazing!"

"Sakuragi-kun... that dunk was so cool!!"

Faced with this sudden humiliation, the Sannoh Industrial team was in complete chaos at halftime.

Masashi Kawada squeezed the basketball so hard it made a creaking sound.

A dangerous glint flashed in his small eyes as he stared intently at Sakuragi's retreating figure.

"Unbelievable..."

Kawada took a deep breath, threw the basketball forward forcefully, and said coldly:

"Zebei, since they're being so enthusiastic, why don't you go and say hello to them too?"

"Leave it to me."

A chilling voice rang out.

Eiji Sawakita, known as Japan's number one high school student.

Like an enraged cheetah, it instantly takes off!

"Whoosh—!"

fast!

Zebei's speed is unbelievable.

With just two dribbles, he had already reached Shohoku's half of the court!

Eiji Sawakita was bursting with competitive spirit.

He was also positioned one step inside the free-throw line.

With one foot slamming heavily on the floor, he soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings!

He raised his right hand high in mid-air and made an extremely domineering one-handed tomahawk slam!

"Sawakita is going to get his revenge!" The Sannoh fans were just about to cheer.

However, as Zebei was in mid-air, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Oh no... I miscalculated the distance, it's too far!"

Although he has amazing explosive power, he does not have Sakuragi's unreasonable ability to hang in the air and glide.

"Clang!!!"

A piercing clang of metal being struck echoed throughout the arena.

The basketball slammed into the rim and bounced high into the air.

Zebei himself lost his balance in the air and fell down in a very embarrassing manner.

With a "thud," he slammed face down onto the wooden floor.

silence.

The stadium fell into a deathly silence once again.

This time, however, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"..."

On the sidelines, Takenori Akagi crossed his arms, his eyes twitching violently twice.

Rukawa Kaede stared expressionlessly at Sawakita sprawled on the ground, coldly uttering two words: "So lame..."

Lin Bei, who was standing at the very back of the line, was stunned for two seconds.

Then he tilted his head and looked at Sawakita on the ground: Why did you have to imitate Sakuragi?

Sawakita Eiji got up from the ground, his face flushed.

I covered my stinging nose, wishing I could disappear into a crack in the ground right now.

"Beep—!!!"

Just as this farce was about to escalate into a war of words...

The referee's stern whistle pierced the stadium.

"Warm-up time is over!"

With the referee's intervention, this heated and dramatic pre-match confrontation finally came to an end.

But everyone knew that what had just happened was nothing more than the final revelry before the storm.

The real meat grinder is about to start turning!

"Attention, everyone!"

Over the loudspeaker, the host's voice became hoarse with excitement.

"Now, let's begin the second round of the National High School Basketball League!"

"Sent from Akita Prefectural Sanno Technical High School!"

"Whoosh—!!!"

The crowd erupted in cheers like a tsunami once again.

"Against..."

"Kanagawa Prefectural, Shohoku High School Basketball Team!!!"

In that instant, time seemed to stretch out infinitely, and the gears of fate hummed heavily.

For the Shohoku team members, who were like wolves that had invaded a flock of sheep.

The most extreme and greatest challenge of their lives is about to officially begin at this very moment!

In the center of the stadium.

The starting five of Shohoku wore flame-red jerseys.

They faced off against the starting five of the Sannoh team, who were dressed in pure white jerseys resembling glaciers, across the center line.

Takenori Akagi and Masashi Okawata both entered the center circle at the same time.

Their gazes collided in mid-air, as if invisible sparks were flying wildly.

The referee, holding the basketball that represented the outcome of the game, slowly walked between the two players.

"Ready—"

At that moment, tens of thousands of audience members held their breath in unison.

All the noise instantly subsided, leaving only a suffocating sense of tension in the air.

……

In the front row VIP area, Mu Shen from Hainan stood with his arms crossed.

On the stands not far away, Moroboshi Dai of Aiwa Academy had a solemn expression.

Junichi Tsuchiya of Daiei Academy pinched his chin, his eyes filled with amusement.

These once-dominant teams, who reigned supreme in their respective counties, have now become like sharks that have smelled blood, sneaking over to gather intelligence.

There is only one goal—defeat the Mountain King!

And at the highest point of the audience seats.

Five imposing figures stood high above, looking down at the field.

They were all wearing black short-sleeved shirts, and their physiques were so terrifying that they stood out from the crowd.

Especially the "black tower" in the middle.

He listlessly draped his thick arms over the railing, looked down at the players below, and muttered something under his breath:

"Thankfully, I made it in time."

The tall, spiky-haired boy next to him wiped away his sweat.

His gaze fixed on the basketball tossed high in the center of the court, and he burst out laughing.

"Yes, the real show has only just begun."