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

Although ordinary viewers could not see the blinding white lightning at all.

But all 20,000-plus audience members fell silent for a moment.

The air pressure dropped without warning.

That feeling was like the absolute stillness before a storm, a suffocating silence that made your chest tighten.

At the highest point of the stands, Sendoh Akira straightened up at some point.

"Click—"

The half-finished can of Ramune in his hand was unconsciously squeezed until it was slightly deformed.

The cold liquid dripped through his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

"He...went inside."

Sendoh's usually languid eyes were now filled with undisguised horror and solemnity.

In the distance, at the Hainan University Affiliated School, Maki Shinichi, who was explaining to Kiyota, chimed in:

"He not only got in, but also..."

"It's even further than the step I took back then!"

Amu stared intently at the boy on the field whose eyes flashed with white lightning, the muscles on his rugged face twitching slightly.

"What I touched before was just a small crack behind that door."

Amu took a deep breath, his voice revealing a barely perceptible tremor.

"But that guy, Zebei, really took a giant leap right through the door!"

On the other side, Sendoh gave a wry smile.

"What a terrifying monster."

But his eyes gleamed with a kind of eager, fervent anticipation.

On the field.

Sakuragi Hanamichi stood like a wooden stake in the paint, his beast-like instincts making his hair stand on end.

"How could this happen?!"

Sakuragi gripped his bald head tightly.

"How did that guy find the door?!"

"This genius has been undergoing hellish training every day, and has even mastered the toilet defense technique!"

"I've definitely become stronger than before!"

"Why can't I find that damn door?!"

Intense self-doubt gnawed at Sakuragi's nerves like a venomous snake.

"You damned fox! Why don't you stop him!"

"Don't let that bastard get too arrogant!"

However, Rukawa couldn't hear Sakuragi's shouts at all.

In his current world.

Only Sawakita Eiji, radiating a deadly threat, remained before him.

"My body...I can't move..."

Rukawa Kaede gritted his teeth.

Cold sweat poured down his pale face like a waterfall, shattering into pieces on the floor.

He could feel that his half-step 'Zone' had been pushed to its limit.

However, when facing Zebei at this moment, this skill that he was so proud of was like a paper toy.

despair.

A suffocating sense of despair shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

Rukawa Kaede has only experienced this feeling with one person.

Lin Bei, who's always yawning and seems like he'll never wake up!

"Tick-tock".

In Zebei's world.

A drop of sweat fell from Rukawa Kaede's chin and hovered in mid-air.

It fell slowly, extremely slowly.

Zebei tilted his head slightly.

"Too slow."

The white electric light in his eyes flowed like ripples on water, and everything around him seemed to be slowed down.

No, it's not that others have slowed down.

Rather, it was his own flow of time that was forcibly elevated to an unbelievable dimension!

"My left foot stepped back 0.5 centimeters, and my weight shifted to the right."

"My breathing rate is out of control, and my muscle tension has reached a critical level."

Zebei stood leisurely in place, easily reading Rukawa's every move and defensive intention in the next two or three seconds.

"You're trying to cut off my shot from the right, aren't you?"

Zebei's voice was extremely soft, but to Rukawa Kaede it was like a thunderclap.

The next moment, Zebei moved.

There was no frenzied start, no fancy changes of direction.

He took a step forward very naturally within a fraction of a second of Rukawa's shift in center of gravity.

Just this one step!

Rukawa's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively wanted to move sideways to block the attack.

But by the time the brain's instructions reached his muscles, Zebei had already brushed past him like a gentle breeze.

"What?!"

Rukawa Kaede turned around abruptly, only to see Sawakita's back as he leaped into the air.

Akagi Takenori roared in the paint and pounced on the ball:

"Don't even think about going there!"

But in Sawakita's slow-motion world, Akagi's blocking motion was full of flaws.

"Too slow."

Zebei even had the energy to adjust his posture in mid-air.

Just before Akagi's giant hand landed, his wrist flicked gently.

The basketball traced an elegant parabola, gracefully passing over Akagi's fingertips.

"Whoosh!"

Hollow-core netting.

68 is better than 70!

Sannoh Industrial has overtaken them!

The entire movement was fluid and graceful.

Yet it exudes a chilling, absolute dominance.

"Whoosh—!!!"

After a brief silence.

The Hiroshima Stadium erupted in a frenzied cheer that seemed to lift the roof off.

"Sawakita! Sawakita! Sawakita!"

"Sannoh! Victory is certain!"

A deafening roar swept in from all directions.

Zebei landed steadily and closed his eyes.

I took a deep breath of the air filled with fervor and adoration.

The atmosphere in the entire venue reached a fever pitch.

The white electric light in Zebei's eyes became even more dazzling and blinding!

Sidelines.

Lin Bei, covered with a white towel, had a playful smile on his lips.

"That's interesting."

Lin Bei shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, resting his chin on one hand.

Those deep black eyes seemed to see through everything.

"It's such a rare ability mechanism."

"What's wrong? What did you see?"

Ayako, standing to the side, nervously swallowed, nearly crushing the folding fan in her hand.

Lin Bei yawned and explained slowly:

"Didn't you notice?"

"The aura emanating from this guy is growing stronger with the cheers of the audience."

"Cheers?"

"Lin Bei, what kind of riddle are you talking about?!" Cai Zi asked in confusion.

"That's the special attribute of his Zone."

Lin Bei pointed to Ze Bei on the field.

"With his absolute understanding of the game, he can predict the course of the game in advance after activating 'Zone,' making it seem to others as if he has made the predictions."

"But that's not the worst part."

Lin Bei's eyes sharpened.

"Zebei's biggest weakness is that he has had a smooth life since childhood and has extremely little experience in playing against the odds."

"Once you fall into a disadvantageous position, your mindset is prone to fluctuations."

"But now..."

"What's wrong now?" Coach Anzai's glasses reflected a white light.

"Now, he has the ability to force the game into a 'new cycle' under his control."

"In this cycle, he is not only invincible, but his extreme desire for attention and his extremely flamboyant personality become his greatest source of nourishment."

"The higher his popularity at the scene, the stronger the feedback he receives, the longer this state lasts, and the more terrifying his ability becomes."

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, giving this state a precise definition.

"It's like it was made for big occasions..."

"The lone ace."