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

Uozumi seemed to have anticipated this, and jumped at almost the same time.

This time, it wasn't a block.

Instead, they blocked the player and the ball together!

"Snapped!"

Uozumi slammed his large hand down on the basketball, the immense force pressing the ball down.

Meanwhile, Akagi, suspended in mid-air, lost his balance.

Coupled with the overwhelming force of Uozumi's attack, he completely lost his balance in mid-air.

"Oh no!"

Akagi was startled.

The body fell backward uncontrollably.

Upon landing, his ankle twisted at an extremely bizarre angle.

"Bang!"

Akagi crashed heavily to the floor, letting out a painful groan.

The entire room fell silent.

The stadium, which was just moments ago bustling with activity, suddenly became eerily quiet; even breathing could be clearly heard.

"Brother...brother?!"

Haruko, who was in the stands, suddenly stood up.

She covered her mouth with both hands, tears welled up instantly, and her voice trembled.

"Akagi!"

Kogure looked panicked, his glasses nearly falling off, and he rushed to the sidelines.

The referee's urgent whistle finally blew.

"Beep—!"

"White number 4! Foul by the attacker!"

The referee pointed at the fish and made a penalty gesture.

Uozumi stood still, looking down at Akagi lying on the ground.

"snort."

Uozumi flicked his wrist:

"I didn't expect that this level of force would make you fall flat on your face."

"I'm so sorry, Akagi."

"It seems you haven't made much progress this year; you're still as fragile as ever."

Akagi, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly trembled.

It wasn't just because of the pain, but also because of the anger.

"You...bastard..."

Akagi gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead like wriggling earthworms.

He tried to stand up.

"Akagi! Don't move!"

Ayako rushed up carrying a first-aid kit, her face full of anxiety.

"I'm fine!"

Akagi shoved Ayako's hand away and growled.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground, enduring the excruciating pain in his ankle, and slowly lifted himself up.

With every movement, the excruciating pain from his ankle shot straight to the top of his head like an electric current, making his vision go black.

But he cannot fall.

Never show weakness in front of Uozumi!

"Huff... huff..."

Akagi stood up straight, like a tower about to collapse.

However, he dared not put his left foot on the ground completely, only lightly touching the floor, and his body's center of gravity was obviously tilted to the right.

He walked unsteadily, each step feeling like walking on a knife's edge.

"team leader……"

Miyagi and Mitsui looked at Akagi's trembling back with complicated expressions.

Anyone could see that Akagi was seriously injured and was just putting on a brave face.

"penalty!"

Akagi's voice was hoarse as he pushed away Sakuragi, who was trying to help him up.

He limped to the free-throw line.

He caught the ball thrown to him by the referee.

Take a deep breath.

Adjust the rhythm.

However, the intense pain kept disturbing his nerves, causing his hands to tremble slightly.

"Bang!"

The first free throw hit the front of the rim.

It didn't go in.

Akagi closed his eyes, shook his head violently, and sweat splattered onto the floor, breaking into eight pieces.

Raise the ball again.

"Bang!"

The second free throw hit the back of the rim and bounced out.

Both free throws were missed.

For Akagi, who has a solid foundation in basic skills, this is an almost impossible mistake.

This further confirms how serious his injuries were.

……

Shohoku bench.

A glint of light flashed in Coach Anzai's eyes, hidden behind his reflective glasses.

He didn't look at Akagi, who was struggling to stay afloat on the field.

Instead, she slowly turned her head and looked at the boy next to her who was about to cover his face with a towel and catch up on sleep.

"Lin Bei, classmate."

Coach Anzai's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Lin Bei, who was yawning, froze.

Coach Anzai's eyes curved into an arc behind his glasses:

"Akagi's ankle probably won't last much longer."

"You should get ready."

Lin Bei stood up, ripped off his jacket, revealing his Shohoku jersey underneath.

He cracked his neck, making a series of snapping sounds.

His gaze swept over the arrogant Uozumi on the field, and then glanced at Akagi, who was still putting on a brave face.

Her originally languid demeanor subtly changed in that instant.

"This is such a hassle."

As Lin Bei walked toward the technical table, he muttered to himself, his tone full of displeasure.

"I originally wanted to be a quiet, handsome man and maybe even get a perfect attendance bonus."

"They're forcing me to work overtime."

He looked up, his eyes no longer showing any sign of sleepiness.

"Then... let's be a little more serious."

……

"beep--!"

The whistle blew sharply, abruptly severing the tension on the field.

In just one minute, Ryonan had already scored two goals in Shohoku's penalty area.

Akagi Takenori was being supported by Ayako and Kogure.

With each step, his resolute face would twitch from the excruciating pain in his ankle.

But he didn't utter a sound, biting his cheeks until they were hard and jagged.

"Akagi..."

Uozumi hadn't expected Akagi's injuries to be so severe.

"I'm fine, wait for me to come back!"

After finishing his speech, Akagi stopped as he passed the edge of the field.

He didn't look at Haruko, nor did he pay attention to the audience's lamentations.

Those bloodshot bull-like eyes were fixed on Lin Bei, who was about to go on stage.

"Lin Bei..."

"The rest is up to you."

That rough, large hand patted Lin Bei's shoulder heavily.

The force was so great that it almost tore Lin Bei's jersey into an off-the-shoulder top.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Let go, let go!"

Lin Bei grinned exaggeratedly and shrugged to shake off the heavy hand.

"Alright, Captain Gorilla, go ahead and relax."

"It's like you're entrusting your son to someone else; anyone who didn't know better would think you're going to pass the throne to me."

Akagi's eyes twitched violently; the originally solemn atmosphere was instantly shattered by this joking remark.

He glared at Lin Bei, but felt too weak to curse.

In the end, he could only let out a heavy groan as he was dragged toward the infirmary.

"call……"

Lin Bei turned around, his playful expression vanishing.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the mountain of flesh called "Uozumi Jun" on the Ryonan half of the field, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"This is such a hassle, I have to do manual labor..."

Coach Anzai pushed up his glasses, and a flash of white light appeared on the lenses.

He gripped the tactical board, his tone as calm as if he were discussing dinner recipes:

"Lin Bei, you go up and mark Fukuda."

"As for Uozumi-kun..."

Coach Anzai looked at the red-haired monkey: "Sakuragi, your jumping ability and strength are currently the only weapons that can counter Uozumi. I'm counting on you for the inside game."

"Oh, oh, oh! Leave it to me, Dad!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi instantly regained his full strength, pounding his chest with tremendous force.

"This genius is going to run that monkey boss over right now!"

"Let him know who the king of the boards is!"

However, just as Lin Bei stepped onto the floor...

Ding!

A crisp mechanical sound exploded in my mind, and a pale blue panel suddenly popped up.

[Emergency Mission Triggered: The Dignity of the Center]

[Task Description: As a top-tier slacker, nothing is more enjoyable than standing still under the basket.]

[Now that our starting center forward is out of action, please take over the penalty area before Akagi returns.]

[Mission Objective: Use the "Center Template" to completely defeat Jun Uozumi in a head-on confrontation]

[Task Reward: Attribute Points +5]

[After winning the match: Akashi Seijuro template unlock progress +50%, Skill Points +1]

[Miracle Era Center: Atsushi Murasakibara (Unlocked)]

"Not again?!"