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

"Shut up, attack now!"

After landing, Akagi did not hesitate and immediately searched for Miyagi's figure.

"Miyagi!"

An orange bolt of lightning tore half the field apart.

Ryota Miyagi received Akagi's pass and pushed his speed to the limit.

They launched a desperate sprint toward the half of the field at Love and Academy.

However, Love and the Academy's retreat was equally astonishingly fast.

This team was trained by Dai Moroboshi to be like a precision instrument.

At the moment the shot missed, besides Tiemenshan rushing to grab the rebound.

The other four players retreated to their own half like a tide and quickly established a defensive line.

"Tch, they retreated really fast."

Miyagi stopped abruptly outside the three-point line.

Seeing that Aihe's defense had already set up its formation, they could only helplessly slow down the pace and stabilize the ball.

Shohoku was forced to reorganize its offensive.

They got bogged down in positional warfare, the type of warfare they were least adept at.

The basketball was passed around among the Shohoku perimeter players as they searched for an opening.

Inside line.

Sakuragi Hanamichi and Tetsuyama are locked in combat once again.

This has become pure hand-to-hand combat.

Iron Gate Mountain was like a giant piece of chewing gum, clinging tightly to Sakuragi's back.

He utilized his massive weight and excellent lower body strength.

He repeatedly used his chest and knees to bump into Sakuragi's center of gravity, trying to push him out of the restricted area.

"You wretched red-haired monkey, is that all the strength you have?"

"She's not even as good as a high school girl!"

While exerting his strength, Tiemenshan also spewed trash talk into Sakuragi's ear, trying to provoke him again.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was being pushed so hard he was in a lot of pain.

He felt like a small boat in a storm, about to be capsized by the sumo wrestling force.

If you can't get into position in the paint, the ball won't get in from the outside.

"Damn it... how come this fat guy's lower body is so stable?"

"It's so hard to move it!"

Sakuragi gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his face.

Just when Sakuragi felt he was about to be squeezed out of the paint area.

next second.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was still desperately using his upper body strength to fight against Iron Gate Mountain.

It directly removed the resistance from the upper body.

"Hmm? Have they given up resisting?"

Tie Menshan sneered inwardly.

Just as he was about to exert his strength, he pushed Sakuragi upside down.

However, just as Tiemenshan exerted its strength.

He was horrified to discover that Sakuragi Hanamichi in front of him seemed to have turned into an unshakeable iron tower!

Sakuragi Hanamichi suddenly spread his legs to the sides.

The knee was bent at an exaggerated angle.

The center of gravity of the whole person dropped to freezing point on the spot.

His feet gripped the wooden floor tightly, the rubber soles of his sneakers squeaking and groaning as he exerted force.

The thigh muscles bulged high like an inflated balloon, with prominent veins.

All the power was perfectly concentrated in his hips and core area.

"What?!"

Tiemenshan felt as if he had crashed into a load-bearing wall welded to the floor.

That sumo wrestling momentum that was originally invincible.

Upon contact with Sakuragi's body, it vanished without a trace, disappearing completely.

"How come this kid's lower body... has suddenly become so stable?!"

Tiemenshan looked utterly astonished, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Hahaha! You fatso, didn't you eat?"

"You think you can move a genius with that little strength?!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi sensed the stagnation of the Iron Gate Mountain's power and burst into wild laughter.

"Now, it's my turn!!!"

A fierce glint flashed in Sakuragi's eyes.

He took a deep breath, and with his center of gravity extremely low, he suddenly exerted force with his thick thighs.

With a burst of violent force, his buttocks slammed into the Iron Gate Mountain behind him!

"Super Genius Butt Kung Fu!"

"Bang!"

A dull thud of muscles colliding.

Iron Gate Mountain felt an irresistible, immense force emanating from Sakuragi.

His sumo wrestling ground, which he was very proud of.

Faced with this explosive, absolute power, it was as fragile as paper!

"Ugh!"

Tiemenshan let out a painful cry in a distorted tone.

The massive body was actually pushed back half a step by Sakuragi's forceful push!

Just this half-step distance.

Sakuragi Hanamichi has completely seized the most advantageous position in the penalty area!

"Pass the ball! Ryota!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi is like a Tyrannosaurus Rex that has broken free of its chains.

He raised his right hand high and let out a roar that shook the entire stadium.

On the outside, Ryota Miyagi, who was struggling to find a passing lane, suddenly had a bright idea.

"A great opportunity!"

With a flick of his wrist, Miyagi sent the basketball flying like an orange aurora, heading straight for Sakuragi in the paint.

However, just as the basketball was about to fly into Sakuragi's hands...

"Don't get too cocky!"

A tall, slender black figure emerged from the side like a ghost.

It's Aiwa's center forward, Kenji Tsurumi!

He used his abnormal 215-centimeter wingspan to stretch his arms in mid-air.

The fingertips forcefully intercepted the pass.

"Snapped!"

The basketball was disrupted by Kenji Tsurumi's long arm and flew out of bounds.

"hateful!"

Sakuragi stomped his feet in anger.

Although the pass didn't go through.

But Sakuragi's ability to withstand Iron Gate Mountain's attacks in the paint and successfully counterattack still left everyone dumbfounded.

On the bench.

Coach Anzai adjusted his reflective glasses.

He chuckled and said, "Oh ho ho ho... Sakuragi-kun, you've improved so quickly!"

And he sat next to Coach Anzai.

Lin Bei was leaning back lazily in his chair at the moment.

He chewed his gum slowly and deliberately.

His deep gaze pierced through the crowd of people on the field and landed on Ryota Miyagi, who was getting a little anxious because of his mistake.

Shohoku is playing too dullly right now.

They were dragged into positional warfare by the tight defenses of Love and the Academy.

This completely contradicts the tactics set before the match.

Lin Bei narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't speak, but slowly raised his right hand.

In the blind spot of thousands of spectators.

Lin Bei made a secret hand gesture towards Miyagi Ryota on the field.

His index and middle fingers were crossed and held in mid-air for half a second.

Then, simply swipe down!

Gesture: Break the mold! Abandon positioning! Everyone accelerate to the limit!

Stir up this stagnant water completely!

On the field.

When Miyagi Ryota catches the ball out of bounds.

Yu Guang keenly caught Lin Bei's gesture.

It's just this simple action.

But as if by magic, it instantly drained away the anxiety and frustration in Miyagi's heart.

Miyagi's pupils contracted.

Then, a chilling killing intent suddenly burst forth from his previously suppressed eyes.

"Understood."

Miyagi took a deep breath and exhaled all the stale air from his chest.

When he looked up again at Asuka, who was defending him.

Feiniao shivered inexplicably.

I felt as if I were being watched by a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to tear my throat at any moment.

"Playing tricks."

Asuka suppressed her unease.

He lowered his center of gravity again, stuck close to Miyagi, and continued spewing trash talk.

"Hey, shorty, why did you stop running?"

"Where did that arrogant attitude go?"

"With me guarding you, you can't even pass the ball, can you?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Asuka Makoto was trying to use this method to cover up his inner fears.

However, Miyagi Ryota looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"A small fry is a small fry, yet he talks too much."

The moment the words fell.

Miyagi Ryota has been moved.

In the corner of the eye that no one else noticed.

A flash of orange light streaked past.