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

There is no sound.

But it was as if dazzling sparks were exploding in the air.

Maki Shinichi stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Lin Bei, the corners of his mouth slightly downturned, forming a resolute curve.

Sweat dripped down his muscular physique, exuding an aura of ferocity.

Then, Maki Shinichi silently mouthed three words.

See you at the match.

These three words are a challenge to Xiangbei.

This is also a strong response to Lin Bei's "wash your neck and wait."

Hainan is never afraid of any challenge.

Even if the opponent is a monster that cannot be fathomed by common sense.

Lin Bei, standing in the stands, could clearly see the shape of those three words lip movements.

His eyes immediately turned cold.

That was the cruel gaze of a tyrant looking down upon a challenger.

A wildly arrogant smile slowly crept onto Lin Bei's lips.

He slowly pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

His slender fingers were joined together and placed across his neck.

Then, he made a clean and decisive gesture of slitting his throat.

His movements were disdainful, yet his killing intent was palpable.

At this moment, the confrontation between the emperor and the tyrant across the distance chilled the surrounding air.

Even the usually slow-witted Sakuragi Hanamichi.

They all instinctively shivered.

……

Before the semi-finals.

On the streets of downtown Hiroshima.

A stylish black luxury double-decker bus is smoothly heading towards the city stadium.

Sunlight shines on the streamlined metallic paint surface.

The dark gold emblem on the front of the car, representing the Lin Group, is quite impressive.

Inside the carriage.

The luxurious leather seats exude a subtle leather scent.

"Hey! Wild monkey!"

"Get your filthy hands off this genius's exclusive VIP throne!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, sporting his signature red hair, stepped onto the passageway.

He pointed at Kiyota Nobunaga, who was lying sprawled out on the chair, and roared angrily.

"ha?"

"This car was chartered by Brother Lin, and it's registered in your name, you red-haired monkey?"

"Besides, I'm a guest. Don't you know what manners are?"

Kiyota Nobunaga rolled his eyes and put his hands behind his head.

They even went so far as to shake their legs.

"Stop using customers as a shield!"

"Believe it or not, this genius will throw you out the window right now!"

Sakuragi rolled up his sleeves and pretended to grab Kiyota's collar.

"Come on! Let's see who throws whom out!"

Kiyota bounced up like a spring.

The two of them stood head to head in the aisle.

They stared at each other like two fighting cocks.

It was also making snoring sounds like a primary school student.

"Idiot, so noisy."

In the front seat, Rukawa Kaede, with his eyes closed and headphones on, coldly uttered a sentence.

"You damned fox! Who are you calling an idiot!"

Sakuragi and Kiyota turned around and angrily retorted in unison.

After the battle against Sannoh, the atmosphere within Shohoku had become much more tense.

The current Rukawa Kaede and Sakuragi Hanamichi are more like an inseparable pair of enemies.

In this private setting, Hainan and Xiangbei rode in the same car, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious, exuding a relaxed feeling of being both rivals and friends.

On the large sofa in the last row, Takenori Akagi and Shinichi Maki sat side by side.

Both of them possessed a calm and composed demeanor, like mountains.

It automatically separated it from the noisy, problem children in the front row, creating a world of its own.

"Lin Bei, that guy, really goes all out."

Shinichi Maki held a glass of chilled sparkling water and looked out the window at the rushing street scene.

"He always has a way of making it impossible for people to refuse."

Akagi crossed his arms and frowned slightly.

"However, you specifically brought the whole team to watch Meihou Industrial's game today. Is it because you don't trust that first-year student, Morishige Hiroshi?"

"It's more than just being worried."

Amu withdrew his gaze, his expression turning serious.

"Chang Cheng's inside game was completely destroyed by him alone."

"His physical abilities are simply a matter of subordinating him to the high school world."

"Moreover, his playing style is simple and direct, making him very difficult to deal with."

Akagi snorted coldly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit:

"In the face of absolute tactics and perseverance, brute force alone cannot go far."

At the very front of the bus was Lin Bei, the instigator of the entire charter incident.

He was comfortably nestled in the largest leather seat.

He was wearing a silk eye mask with the words "Reject Involution" written on it, and noise-canceling earplugs in his ears.

With his hands crossed over his abdomen, he was comfortably catching up on sleep.

A sleep bubble on my nose keeps changing size.

……

after a while.

The luxury bus came to a smooth stop outside the Hiroshima Stadium.

The teams from Xiangbei and Hainan disembarked from the bus in a grand procession.

Using their status as participating players, they walked towards the inner field through the dimly lit, spacious backstage passage.

"I need to find that fat guy's weakness later. This genius is going to dominate the national basketball team!"

Sakuragi walked confidently at the front, hands on his hips.

Just then, at the corner ahead.

A series of heavy footsteps crashed down like muffled thunder.

"Thump—thump—thump—"

Even the floor of the passageway seemed to be trembling slightly.

The next second, a group of players wearing Mingpeng Industrial warm-up suits walked towards us.

Walking right in the middle was a suffocating, moving wall of flesh.

Morishige Hiroshi.

A muscular behemoth standing 199 cm tall and weighing 100 kg.

He lowered his head, like a ferocious beast that had just finished eating, exuding a sense of oppression.

The once noisy passageway instantly fell silent.

Sakuragi and Kiyota's bickering stopped abruptly.

The two instinctively stopped in their tracks, staring at the enormous creature before them.

Morishige Hiroshi lazily lifted his eyelids.

Those eyes, which had been dull, suddenly narrowed as they swept over the crowd from Xiangbei.

His gaze was fixed on Lin Bei, who was yawning casually.

Memory flashback.

Just a short while ago, in another passageway.

He was once impressed by this seemingly not-so-strong guy in front of him.

He casually knocked her to the ground with a wicked technique.

For Morishige Hiroshi, who always crushed everything with absolute power, it was an unforgettable humiliation.

Morishige Hiroshi's blank stare instantly turned fierce.

A ferocious, beast-like aura burst forth from his massive body, heading straight for Lin Bei.

"Get out of the way."

Morishige Hiroshi let out a low growl, completely ignoring Sakuragi and Kiyota who were walking ahead.

He quickened his pace and strode towards Lin Bei.

With each step, the floor groaned mournfully.

Maki Shinichi and Akagi Takenori's expressions changed simultaneously; they immediately saw through the giant beast's intentions.

"Be careful!"

Akagi Takenori shouted and tried to step forward to stop him.

But it was too late.

Morishige Hiroshi deliberately lowered his center of gravity when he was less than two meters away from Lin Bei.

His right shoulder muscles were tense.

Like a heavy armored vehicle charging at full speed, it crashed into Lin Bei!

If this collision had happened to an ordinary high school student, or even someone like Takenori Akagi, they would probably have been sent flying several meters away.

The air could even be heard whistling as if muscles were tearing through the air.

However, Lin Bei remained standing in place.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Buzz—"

The system notification sounded directly in Lin Bei's mind.

【Ding! 】

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