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

Lin Bei's eyes shone with a brilliant purple-black light.

The muscles in his right arm bulged like granite.

He stubbornly held up the full weight of both Kawada and Nobe, forcibly staying airborne!

Then, with a ferocious slam, he slammed the basketball into the basket as if he were about to smash the backboard!

"Clang—Boom!"

The rim emitted a mournful wail, and the entire basketball hoop shook violently.

Okawada and Nobe were like kites with broken strings, directly knocked away by that brutal force.

The two tumbled out of bounds and slid several meters across the floor before coming to a stop.

The entire room fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Lin Bei hung on the basketball hoop with one arm, looking down at the fallen Dahetian.

"Is this the best interior defense in the country?"

He released his grip, landed steadily, and lazily flicked his wrist.

"It's no different from being made of paper, it's really disappointing."

"Tick-tock".

Cold sweat dripped from Kawada's forehead onto the floor.

He stared intently at Lin Bei, unable to utter a single word of rebuttal.

His arms, which he used to lift barbells for years, were now trembling uncontrollably.

"How is that possible..."

Dahetian's Dao heart is collapsing madly.

"Hahahaha!" A wildly arrogant laugh broke the silence.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was wildly gesturing and pointing at Kawada, loudly mocking him.

"See that bald gorilla? That's the power of this genius master!"

"Don't sit down for all the basic exercises!"

"You actually dared to provoke my cheap master? You're really stubborn!"

Rukawa ignored Sakuragi's commotion.

He stared intently at Lin Bei, who was retreating, his lifeless eyes bloodshot.

"Absolute speed... absolute power... absolute prediction..."

"Is this the view at the deepest part of that door?" Rukawa Kaede's hand veins bulged.

He felt an unprecedented tremor, a mixture of awe and fervor in the face of a true god.

On the Sannoh bench, Coach Domoto suddenly stood up.

"That guy who just dribbled past me..."

"And that power..."

"This isn't a gap that tactics can bridge; it's a game-changing attack!"

Coach Domoto's voice was trembling.

Even though it wasn't the first time I'd witnessed Lin Bei's strength, I still found it utterly outrageous every time I saw it.

The game continues.

Kazunari Fukatsu suppressed his fear and received the serve from the baseline.

As the captain of Sannoh, he knew he had to maintain a steady pace, otherwise the team's morale would collapse.

"Don't panic, it's just one ball. Slow down the pace," Fukatsu directed the movement while dribbling the ball.

But he discovered with despair that his ace, Eiji Sawakita, had completely lost focus in his eyes.

Zebei stood blankly outside the three-point line, his mind still replaying the image of being instantly defeated.

"No, we have to get Sawakita back in form." Fukatsu gritted his teeth and made an extremely risky decision.

He seized a fleeting opening, pushed hard with both hands, and passed the ball to Zebei.

"As long as Zebei can score a goal to retaliate, there is still hope."

However, at exactly 0.01 seconds after Fukatsu passed the ball.

The crimson lightning in Lin Bei's eyes exploded once more.

The absolute control of the Heavenly Emperor's Eye!

The moment the idea of ​​passing the ball formed in Fukatsu's mind, Lin Bei had already seen the future.

"Whoosh—"

Lin Bei's figure appeared like a ghost on the passing route, his slender fingers flicking the ball lightly.

Before the basketball could even form a trajectory, it landed steadily in Lin Bei's hands.

The audience exclaimed, "Another steal!"

"Fokatsu's passes are practically transparent against this number 16!"

Fukatsu was completely dumbfounded.

He remained in the passing posture, his blood seemingly frozen.

"I've been seen through... I've been completely seen through from the very beginning."

Zebei was devastated on the spot, watching helplessly as Lin Bei cut off the ball that should have belonged to him.

The entire Shohoku fanbase erupted in cheers.

"Quick attack! Lin Bei, quick attack!"

"Smash their rims!"

Everyone thought Lin Bei would once again use that terrifying speed to charge towards Shanwang's half of the court and deliver a spectacular dunk.

But then something unbelievable happened.

After Lin Bei got the ball, he didn't even turn around and run towards Sannoh's half of the court.

Instead, he dribbled the ball and slowly retreated towards his own basket.

"Hey! You idiot master, you're going the wrong way!" Sakuragi jumped up and down anxiously on the sidelines.

"Our basket is over there! Why are you retreating back to your own territory?!"

Not only Sakuragi, but Coach Anzai also frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

The Sannoh players looked at each other, completely baffled as to what this monster was up to.

Lin Bei retreated all the way to near Xiangbei's baseline.

It's a full 28 meters away from the Sannoh's basket!

Lin Bei stopped and slowly turned around.

He faced tens of thousands of shocked and puzzled gazes from the audience.

In the pool of lightning in his eyes, a flash of emerald-green lightning, cold as jade, finally burst forth.

A perfect imitation of Shintaro Midorima!

Absolutely accurate across the entire field!

"Today, I will teach you what true despair is."

Lin Bei held the ball with both hands, and with a textbook-perfect posture, slowly raised the ball above his head.

The movements were smooth and seamless, as if they had been polished by a million mechanical processes.

Use your wrist to generate force and your fingertips to flick.

"Whoosh—"

The basketball, spinning at a high speed, flew lightly from Lin Bei's fingertips.

Under the ghostly gazes of everyone.

The bright orange basketball traced an exaggeratedly high parabola beneath the dome of the Hiroshima Stadium.

This parabola spanned a full 28 meters of the court!

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

Tens of thousands of spectators looked up in unison, their eyes fixed on the flying basketball.

"This... how is this possible at this distance..." Shinichi Maki gripped the railing tightly, his fingertips turning white.

"Is he planning to shoot directly from the backcourt?!" Sendoh Akira couldn't hold back any longer and stood up abruptly.

Zebei stood still, gazing up at the sky.

Kawada's mouth dropped open, and he even forgot to breathe.

The basketball flew through the air for a full three seconds.

Those three seconds felt like an eternity to everyone at Sannoh.

at last.

With an arrogant and overbearing spirit, the basketball surpassed its highest point and plummeted downwards.

They precisely locked onto the basket in Sannoh's half of the court.

"Whoosh."

A crisp, melodious sound of swishing a net.

Hollow into the network!

The basketball didn't even touch the edge of the rim; it went straight through the white net.

It slammed heavily onto the floor, making a dull thud.

Perfectly integrated!

The Emperor's Eye's anticipation and steal, Aomine's unpredictable speed, Murasakibara Atsushi's absolute destructive power, all ended with Midorima's perfect three-pointer!

Several distinct yet equally powerful abilities have formed an epic closed loop within Lin Bei.

"boom--"

After a brief period of deathly silence, the Hiroshima Stadium was completely shattered like a nuclear explosion.

Screams, shouts, and incredulous gasps of "Holy crap!" converged into a sound wave powerful enough to lift the dome of the sky.

"A monster! This is a complete monster!"

"A three-pointer that swished through the net from the backcourt?! Is this even basketball?!"

"Sannoh is finished... Sannoh's legend has finally met its match!"

Sakuragi covered his head with his hands, his eyes wide open like saucers.

"Shooting across the entire court... How... How is that possible..."

Rukawa Kaede closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to process this scene that was beyond human comprehension.

Lin Bei stood at his own baseline, not even glancing at the goal.

The moment the ball left his hand, he had already turned around.

A real man never looks back at an explosion.

Lin Bei stretched lazily, and the five-colored lightning around him gradually disappeared.

He looked at Zebei, who had completely lost his soul, not far away, and burst out laughing.

"Now, do you still think your Zone can compare to mine?"

"You know nothing about true power."