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

"Gorilla!"

"Rukawa Kaede!"

"The Man of Flame!"

"Lin Bei!!"

Waves of sound crashed against the center of the court.

Takenori Akagi took a deep breath of the boiling air, feeling as if his blood was burning wildly.

He clenched his large hands tightly, his knuckles making a cracking sound.

"Did you feel it?"

"This is the highest stage for national champions."

Akagi turned his head and stared intently at his teammates.

"No matter who our opponent is, today we will weld this glory to the very foundation!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, unusually, didn't shout or yell, but calmly clapped his hands.

His eyes held a composure born of battle, yet his lips still held his signature confidence.

"The rebounds are all on this genius."

"You big idiot, don't get scared as soon as you step onto the field."

Rukawa Kaede gave him a cold glance and continued stretching his arms.

Although he was sharp-tongued, the fighting spirit in his eyes was impossible to hide.

"You cunning fox, just wait and see how I unleash my power! Don't get jealous!"

Sakuragi grinned and retorted; this banter between the two had become a regular occurrence for Shohoku before matches.

Just then, a huge loudspeaker in the center of the stadium suddenly blared.

The DJ's passionate screams echoed in every corner.

"Next, let's welcome the newly crowned national champion!"

"Shohoku High School's starting lineup is here!"

"Point Guard, Lightning Speed—Ryota Miyagi!"

"Shooting Guard, the Man of Flames—Mitsui Hisashi!"

"Small Forward, Super Rookie—Rukawa Kaede!"

"Power Forward, the Rebounding Genius—Sakuragi Hanamichi!"

"Center forward, the kingpin of the paint—Takenori Akagi!"

As names were announced one by one, the atmosphere in the venue immediately reached its peak.

However, when the five players finally stood firmly on the field, the cheers from the stands mysteriously stopped.

"Wait...where's that man?"

"Where's Lin Bei?!"

"Why isn't Lin Bei, the soul of Shohoku and MVP, in the starting lineup?!"

Tens of thousands of spectators turned their attention to the Shohoku bench.

Lin Bei was sitting on the bench with his arms crossed, looking very imposing.

His face was so calm that it showed no emotion whatsoever; he was as steady as an old dog.

The entire audience erupted in incredulous gasps.

"What's going on?"

"In this battle of the century, Lin Bei is actually sitting on the bench?"

Mitsui Hisashi on the field couldn't help but turn around.

"Hey, Lin Bei, are you planning to just watch the show first?"

"Hmph, he's testing us."

Ryota Miyagi lowered his center of gravity and slammed his hands on the floor.

"If we can't even hold out at the start, we might as well just smash our heads against a block of tofu and die!"

The broadcast did not stop despite the audience's questions.

The DJ's voice suddenly rose in pitch, accompanied by an extremely exaggerated vibrato.

"Next!"

"Let's welcome the special guest challenger team for this special exhibition match, exclusively sponsored by the Lin Group—"

"They are the epitome of devastation, they are monsters that defy all reason!"

"Teiko Basketball Team—On the field!"

On the other side of the passage, five figures slowly emerged.

Seijuro Akashi, Daiki Aomine, Atsushi Murasakibara, Shintaro Midorima, Ryota Kise.

Red, blue, purple, green, and yellow—the five of them sported extremely flamboyant rainbow hairstyles.

They stepped onto the field at a leisurely pace, showing no sign of tension.

Instead, it exudes an extremely cold and condescending feeling, as if it were just taking a stroll.

"What the hell?"

"Are these rainbow-haired guys the national champions' rivals?"

"They don't look like monsters at all. Except for the one with purple hair who's a bit taller, the others are just ordinary high school students."

The audience was momentarily stunned.

Even the players from Hainan and Sannoh, who were sitting in the stands, frowned.

Just as everyone was puzzled, the four huge screens hanging on the dome went black.

Immediately afterwards, the scene cuts violently to the next scene.

That was a brutal snapshot of Teiko's preseason massacre of the American college team.

On the screen, Atsushi Murasakibara appears as a demon god descending to earth.

He held off two burly black men weighing over 200 pounds each, making the entire basketball hoop teeter on the verge of collapse, with shards of glass flying everywhere.

In a flash, Midorima Shintaro stands in his own half of the court, expressionless as he launches a high-arcing three-pointer.

The basketball sliced ​​across the entire court and swished through the net!

"boom--!"

The audience, who were still confused a second ago, completely erupted in chaos the next.

The extreme shock transformed into a violent roar, as if the entire stadium's dome was about to be ripped off.

"What a joke!"

"Is that something a human could do?!"

"Three-pointers the whole game?! A backboard smash?!"

"Where did these living gods come from?!"

Hearing the thunderous exclamations around him, Lin Bei sat on the bench.

His gaze was fixed on the bench area of ​​the Imperial Light, as sharp as a hawk's.

As his gaze swept over the area inch by inch, Lin Bei couldn't help but mentally complain.

"Kuroko Tetsuya isn't even in the starting lineup, these guys."

"But the most outrageous thing is that tens of thousands of people were there, plus the intuitive guys from Shohoku, and they were all completely blind."

"Besides me, no one else noticed the existence of that invisible man."

The boy with light blue hair, as thin as air, sitting at the end of the Teiko bench, was quietly tying his shoelaces.

"beep--!"

The referee's whistle brought everyone back to reality.

The players from both sides took their positions in the center circle.

Takenori Akagi took a deep breath, his massive body slightly lowering, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.

Standing in front of him was Atsushi Murasakibara, who was 2.08 meters tall.

To everyone's surprise, Murasakibara Atsushi was still leisurely munching on his delicious stick.

"Click, click..."

Murasakibara chewed while staring lazily at the ceiling with dead fish eyes.

"Ugh...this is so troublesome."

"Why play such a boring match?"

"Let's finish this quickly, this little rascal is always causing me trouble."

Upon hearing such casual words, the veins on Akagi Takenori's forehead bulged.

Anger burned fiercely in the center's chest.

"Stop looking down on me!"

"This is a competition venue!"

Akagi let out a roar, his leg muscles tensing up instantly.

The referee walked between the two players with a blank expression and held the ball with one hand.

"The match begins!"

The basketball was tossed high into the dome.

"Drink!"

Akagi Takenori unleashed his full power, his massive body rising like a Vajra rising from the ground.

He soared into the air with an unstoppable momentum.

Akagi was confident that the explosive power of his jump would secure him a firm grip on possession of the ball.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the basketball...

A purple shadow, like a dark cloud that blots out the sky, completely obscured his vision.

"Too slow, you dark-faced uncle."

Murasakibara Atsushi didn't even bend his knees much.

He overtook his opponent despite being behind, solely due to his superhuman speed and terrifyingly long wingspan.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the basketball was easily flicked away by Atsushi Murasakibara's wingspan of over two meters.

At this point, Akagi hadn't even touched Murasakibara's wrist yet.

"What?!"

Akagi, suspended in mid-air, felt a chill run down his spine.

This kind of purely static talent is a dimensional reduction attack on dynamic neural networks.

It reminded him of the helplessness he felt when facing O'Neal during his special training in the United States.

The basketball landed precisely in the hands of Seijuro Akashi, who was standing in the backcourt.

Akashi holds the ball.