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

Sakuragi Hanamichi gripped the basketball tightly with both hands.

The oppressive feeling behind me was like a moving wall of sighs.

Mikio Kawata's massive 130-kilogram body was attempting a second crushing blow.

"Go to hell, you red-haired brat!"

The Sannoh supporters in the stands were shouting themselves hoarse.

At this critical moment.

Lin Bei's lazy yet punchable face flashed through Sakuragi Hanamichi's mind.

"Sink your center of gravity!"

"Rooted in the lower body!"

Imagine your legs are tree roots, firmly planted in the ground!

"Use the power of the earth!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi's eyes suddenly flashed with wild bloodshot veins.

"This genius isn't someone to be trifled with!"

"Never fall in the same place twice!"

He took a deep breath of the hot air, which smelled of sweat.

The chest cavity bulged high.

Immediately afterwards, his feet, like two thick steel nails, gripped the smooth wooden floor tightly, one in front of the other.

The thigh muscles immediately tightened to the extreme under the basketball shorts.

His veins bulged out like coiled dragons.

He suddenly thrust his hips back.

The center of gravity was pressed down to an almost exaggeratedly low position.

"Take this!"

"My genius—Super Butt Technique!"

Sakuragi roared inwardly.

"Bang!"

Muscle and fat clashed violently once again.

But this time, the script was completely rewritten.

Mikio Kawada originally thought he could easily knock the red-haired guy in front of him away, just like before.

But the moment his back collided with Sakuragi.

Incredulous horror welled up in Miki's clear eyes.

It won't budge!

It's impossible to move!

The feeling was like a high-speed bulldozer crashing headfirst into a steel fortress rooted in the ground!

The enormous reaction force was transmitted back up the spine.

The shock made Miki feel a tightness in her chest.

"How...how is this possible?!"

Miki panicked.

The momentum that had been building up was completely dissipated.

"Too light, fatso!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

His smile was extremely arrogant.

Taking advantage of the moment when Mikio lost his balance and his steps became unsteady.

Sakuragi Hanamichi unleashed all the power that had been stored within the earth.

He did not choose to stand his ground.

Instead, follow the opponent's momentum and use your left foot as the pivot.

His right foot drew an extremely sharp arc like a compass.

A back turn that's incredibly smooth!

His tall body was now as agile as an eel.

It bypassed Mikio's bulky physical defenses directly.

"Oh no!"

Masashi Okawada stared wide-eyed from a short distance away.

Sakuragi Hanamichi has completely shaken off the defense.

With his legs slightly bent, he rose up as if springy.

The slender body stretched out in the air.

The muscle memory honed through special training was perfectly awakened at this moment.

Gently flick your wrist.

The basketball traced a high, incredibly elegant parabola through the air.

"Whoosh!"

Hollow-core netting.

The crisp sound of the net being wiped was like heavenly music.

The scoreboard flips over, 24:18!

The entire venue fell into a suffocating silence at that moment.

Then, like a powder keg being ignited, it boiled over completely!

"OMG!"

"That red-haired kid actually withstood Mikio's back attack!"

"Not only did they hold on, they actually pushed him back?"

"How is this possible!"

"That's a mountain of meat weighing 130 kilograms!"

"It's so flexible!"

"That turn was absolutely incredible!"

On the bench of Shohoku High School.

The towels were waved, creating a white ocean.

"Good shot, Sakuragi!"

Kiminobu Kogure was so excited that his glasses almost flew off.

On the court, Takenori Akagi strode over.

A thick arm wrapped around Sakuragi's neck, vigorously rubbing his prickly red buzz cut.

"here you go!"

"You idiot, you've finally become somewhat useful!"

"Well done, Sakuragi!"

Miyagi Ryota jumped up.

He gave Sakuragi a big high-five, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Tch, it's just a lucky break."

Mitsui Hisashi made sarcastic remarks despite his arrogant tone.

But the smile on her lips was impossible to suppress.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was so praised that his tail was practically wagging in the air.

He triumphantly broke free from Akagi's arm.

He put his hands on his hips and turned his head away with extreme arrogance.

He looked at Lin Bei, who was standing outside the three-point line, chewing gum.

"Hahaha!"

"Did you see that, Master!"

"This is my genius's super butt-butt technique!"

Sakuragi winked and showed off wildly.

Lin Bei stood still, his eyelids slightly raised.

Seeing Sakuragi's expression, Lin Bei burst out laughing.

He lazily raised his right hand and gave Sakuragi a thumbs up.

"Not too stupid."

Lin Bei chuckled inwardly.

This monkey's physical talent and comprehension are truly extraordinary.

But the competition is far from over.

Don't be too happy yet.

Fukatsu Kazunari's icy voice was like a bucket of cold water.

This directly extinguished the celebratory atmosphere of Shohoku.

Sannoh Industrial's serve speed is astonishing.

The moment Fukatsu Kazunari received the ball.

There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

He faced close-quarters pressing from Miyagi Ryota.

Not only did it not slow down.

Instead, they used changes in rhythm to force their way into the opponent's half.

"Don't think you can get away with this so easily!"

Miyagi gritted his teeth and clung to the wall tightly.

Fukatsu Kazunari flicked his wrist.

The basketball pierced through the gaps in the crowd with pinpoint accuracy.

It was passed directly to Kawada, who was in the paint.

"bring it on!"

Takenori Akagi let out a roar.

Its enormous body, like an iron tower, stood blocking out from Okawada.

Raise both hands high.

All shooting angles were blocked.

Kanagawa's top center versus the nation's top center!

However, a hint of cunning flashed in Masashi Okawata's eyes.

He had no intention of forcing a fight.

At the moment of receiving the ball.

Kawada didn't even glance at the basket.

He slammed both hands down hard!

"Bang!"

A highly penetrating bounce pass.

The basketball bounced between Akagi's legs.

It landed precisely in the hands of Mikio Kawada on the other side.

"It's him again?!"

The Xiangbei team was shocked.

"It's my turn now!"

Miki gripped the basketball tightly with both hands.

His round face was filled with frustration and anger.

He felt deeply humiliated to have been tricked by that red-haired kid.

He has to get his revenge!

"Come on, Fatty!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi was not afraid and immediately pressed himself against her.

Mikio once again opted for a back-to-the-basket move.

He gritted his teeth.

Concentrate all of your 130 kilograms weight on your broad back.

Like an enraged wild boar, it charged backward violently.

"The same tricks won't work on geniuses!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi snorted coldly.

He unleashed his "Super Butt Kung Fu" once again.

His center of gravity immediately dropped to an extremely low position, and his feet gripped the floor tightly.

He seemed to have transformed into an indestructible wall of reinforced concrete.

"Bang!"

The dull thud sounded again.

Miki was horrified to discover this.

The power he was so proud of vanished without a trace.

Sakuragi behind him remained completely still.