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

"A breakthrough on the right?!"

Shun Kageyama reacted extremely quickly; muscle memory made him immediately move to the left.

He tried to block Lin Bei's path with his chest.

Just as he shifted his weight, Lin Bei's shoulder, which had been leaning forward, suddenly slumped to the left in a strange manner.

The basketball, like a ghost, left a blur under his legs and was passed directly to his left hand.

"Damn it, it's a lightning-fast change of direction!"

Moroboshi's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly braked and retreated to fill the gap.

But this is just the prelude to the killing move.

Lin Bei stomped his left foot hard on the floor, his sneakers screeching as they rubbed together.

Immediately afterwards, while traveling at high speed, Lin Bei made a move that sent chills down everyone's spine.

He looked up, clasped the ball in both hands, and fixed his gaze on the basket!

The muscles throughout the body exhibit an extremely realistic contraction state.

Knees slightly bent, thighs taut, wrists perfectly positioned.

It looked like he was about to ignore the double team and forcefully pull up for a three-pointer any second!

"A fake bowing gesture?!"

Moroboshi blurted out, his mind reeling.

Isn't this the ultimate move he used to toy with Rukawa Kaede just now?!

But Lin Bei's movements were more than twice as fast as his.

The amplitude is larger, and the details are so realistic that they give you goosebumps.

That deadly threat of being able to pull up for a shot at any moment was like someone pointing a gun at the heads of Moroboshi Dai and Kageyama Shun!

"No! He's going to force a shot!"

Kageyama Shun had no time to think and was completely fooled by the feint.

His feet bounced off the ground uncontrollably, and his hands were raised high, desperately trying to block the shot.

Even Dai Moroboshi, the "original author," developed a fatal misconception.

His center of gravity rose uncontrollably, and his subconscious told him that if he didn't jump, the ball would definitely go in!

"We've been tricked."

Lin Bei gave a mocking smile.

Just as Ai and the two of them completely lost their balance and were thrown upwards.

Lin Bei's body, which was about to be pulled up, was forcibly stopped, defying the laws of physics.

With his hands clasped together, he slammed them down forcefully!

"Bang!"

A massive step back for the sign!

Lin Bei moved with the agility of gliding on ice, leaping backward.

This created a huge gap of one and a half meters between them and the two who jumped.

Moroboshi Daisuke tried to forcefully shift his center of gravity in mid-air, but his legs completely lost control due to the violation of inertia.

It suddenly went limp.

"thump!"

It was accompanied by a dull thud as he fell.

Aichi Star, the absolute ace of a top-four national team.

He actually broke his ankle by his own signature move.

He slumped awkwardly onto the wooden floor!

Kageyama Shun fared no better; he stumbled upon landing and nearly fell to his knees.

Moroboshi Dai gripped the floor tightly with both hands, his eyes glazed over.

That face, once etched with pride, was now filled with utter horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"How is that possible?"

The clown is me!

Lin Bei stood at mid-range, one step inside the three-point line.

There was a wide-open space in front of him, without a single defender in sight.

He didn't even glance at Moroboshi Dai on the ground.

With an indifferent expression, he calmly jumped, his body stretching out to its fullest extent in the air.

The wrist moves as gently as the most precise machine.

The entire shooting motion was textbook perfect.

Upon closer inspection, it bears a resemblance to Dai Moroboshi.

Yet it is even smoother and more fatally beautiful than when used by Moroboshi Dai himself.

The basketball traced a high, rainbow-like arc in the air.

It was as if he were looking down on the group of dumbfounded mortals below.

"Whoosh—!"

The crisp, pleasant sound of the net being swished was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent stadium.

It went into the net hollowly, without causing a ripple.

The scoreboard made a mechanical whirring sound.

10: 12!

Shohoku breaks their scoring drought!

"hiss--!!!"

The entire venue was silent for three or four seconds, then erupted in gasps of astonishment, like a volcanic eruption.

"Holy crap!! What did I just see?!"

"One against two! Under extreme double-team pressure, one fake move sent both of them flying?!"

"Isn't that Moroboshi Dai's technique?!"

"Lin Bei's attack was absolutely devastating!"

"This is insane! It's practically pure shrimp and pork heart!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

In the viewing area of ​​the Hainan University Affiliated School, Kiyota Nobunaga held his head in his hands, his jaw almost dropping to the ground in shock.

"This monster... is that something a human could do?!"

Mu Shenyi crossed his arms over his chest, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

"Not only did they steal his secret technique right in front of him, but they also used it to defeat their opponent."

"This kind of psychological devastation is more devastating than a dunk over him."

on the field.

Moroboshi Dai scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state.

My hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

He stared intently at Lin Bei's back, as if he were looking at a demon from the abyss.

His own signature move.

In order to dominate the nation, he practiced his killer moves day and night in the stadium late at night.

It was actually perfectly replicated by a first-year student in actual combat with just one glance.

It's even faster and the feints are more realistic.

It completely turned the original owner into an idiot!

This was a psychological blow, like a nuclear bomb, to the proud and arrogant ace!

Lin Bei slowly turned around and walked past the stiff-bodied Moroboshi Dai with lazy steps.

He didn't make any exaggerated movements, nor did he utter any harsh laughter.

Just as they brushed past each other, he slightly turned his head.

He left behind a sentence in an extremely calm tone.

"Your moves have too many flaws."

A few light words, yet they feel like a heavy hammer.

It shattered the last shred of pride deep within Moroboshi Dai's heart.

Lin Bei didn't stop, continuing to retreat and defend his own half.

Countless fragmented images resurfaced in those deep eyes.

Those were the habitual actions and defensive weaknesses that the other players from Love and Academy had just displayed on the court.

The massive amount of data was being frantically reorganized deep within his brain.

He never cultivated good deeds in his life; he only loved to dominate.

The new, perfect imitation will soon transform into the most ruthless butcher's knife.

Lin Bei tilted his head slightly, looking at the dazzling lights on the stadium dome.

He burst out laughing.

"Today, I'll show you what it means for a max-level character to slaughter a newbie village."

"I've ground your basketball beliefs into dust, bit by bit."

Moroboshi collapsed onto the floor with a thud.

The sound wasn't loud.

But it was like a heavy hammer blow, shattering the pride of all the players at Love and Academy.

The air in the stadium was so thick it was hard to breathe.

"What a joke..."

Kenji Tsurumi stood in the paint, his eyes bloodshot with rage, staring intently at Lin Bei's retreating back.

He is a monster center with a terrifying 215cm wingspan, serving as the inside pillar of the Love and Academy.

He absolutely could not accept that his ace player was being made a fool of by a freshman!

"We have to get our revenge!"

"Immediately! Right now!"

Kenji Tsurumi roared inwardly.

He turned around abruptly, his thick arms like iron clamps, and shoved away Akagi Takenori, who was trying to block his way.

Give me the ball!