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

"Zone Trial Card!"

"use!"

boom--!

A terrifying shockwave, invisible to the naked eye.

Centered on Lin Bei, it spread wildly outwards.

If Lin Bei was a sharp knife just now...

So right now, he is like an ancient ferocious beast that has just awakened and is starving.

The air seemed to thicken.

Immortal Dao, standing next to Lin Bei, felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

This feeling... is like being targeted by a natural enemy!

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

"Hey, Lin Bei..."

Sendoh's smile froze on his face, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

Even Rukawa Kaede's murderous gaze suddenly narrowed, instinctively sensing that something was wrong.

Lin Bei ignored their reactions.

He lowered his head, looking at his slightly trembling fingertips.

It's not fear.

It's excitement.

Every cell is cheering, every muscle is eager to tear through the defenses in front of them.

This feeling of being in control...it's amazing.

This is...

Unrivaled loneliness?

The compatibility is only 50%!

Is this the world of Aomine Daiki?

"bring it on."

Lin Bei raised his head, his blue eyes looking eerily frightening under the light.

He beckoned to Sendoh with his finger, the gesture utterly disdainful.

"bring it on."

"Let me see what you call 'evolution'."

"Can you get through one round with me?"

……

Lingnan ball rights.

The floor was scorching hot, and the air was parched.

Akira Sendoh stands at the top of the arc with the ball in one hand.

His signature topknot was soaked with sweat.

His chest heaved violently, and sweat stung his eyes, yet he dared not even blink.

Directly ahead was a monster named Lin Bei.

To the side and behind was a hungry wolf named Rukawa Kaede.

A wolf before a tiger.

The oppressive feeling is like being thrown into a meat grinder and then sprinkled with salt.

"Oh……"

Sendoh suddenly laughed, but the laugh was tinged with bitterness.

He looked at Lin Bei, who was slightly hunched over in front of him.

He glanced again at Rukawa Kaede, whose eyes seemed to scream "I want to eat people."

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't this treatment a bit much?"

Sendoh licked his chapped lips.

I squeezed the rough surface of the basketball with my fingers, trying to regain a little bit of realism.

"Two packages for one?"

"Still the two fiercest wild beasts."

In the past, the immortal could deliver three brilliant teachings even with his eyes closed.

To get the fish to attack the inside?

Feeding Futian cakes?

Or should it be allocated to the outer off-road routes?

But now, the roads are completely blocked.

Rukawa Kaede, that cunning fox, is too good at positioning himself.

With his center of gravity extremely low, his dead fish eyes seemed to say: You try sending one?

Passing routes, all eliminated.

There is only one path before the path to immortality.

One-on-one.

But on this road, crouching there is a prehistoric beast with its jaws wide open...

It's a dead end, but also the only way.

"How terrifying... Lin Beijun."

Sendoh joked, but the fire in his eyes burned to its peak.

Isn't this suffocating predicament exactly the stimulant that geniuses crave most?

"Bang!"

The ball moves, the people move!

There are no fancy pre-animation animations.

Sendoh lowered his center of gravity and forcefully overtook Lin Bei from the left!

fast!

It was so fast it made the wind howl!

"Passed?!"

"That's it! Sendoh! Tear him apart!!"

On the sidelines, Shigeichi Taoka suddenly clenched and crushed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

step.

Once you squeeze past this half-body width, the stars and the sea lie ahead!

Sendoh's shoulder had already squeezed into Lin Bei's defensive circle, and he was about to break into the penalty area.

however--

Suddenly, it got dark.

A chilling, bone-deep coldness shot up from the tailbone to the top of the head, exploding instantly.

The feeling was like walking on the African savanna and suddenly being hit on the neck with hot breath by a top predator.

"Too slow."

A lazy voice, tinged with nonchalant arrogance, boomed in his ears.

The next second, the figure in front of me vanished into thin air.

It's not that it disappears, it's that it's so close that the retina rebels and can't detect the afterimage at all!

Immortal felt a chill run down his spine.

The heavy basketball in my hand suddenly felt lighter.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, heart-stopping sound of the ball being intercepted.

There was no game, no probing.

It's pure, unreasonable—outright robbery!

Lin Bei's hand was like a precise scalpel.

In the brief moment when Sendoh switched hands, he forcefully snatched the ball away.

"What?!"

Sendoh lost his balance and staggered two steps, almost kneeling down.

He turned around abruptly.

All that remained in my field of vision was a wild, sprinting figure under a jersey with the number "16" prominently displayed.

That speed was so fast that even Rukawa Kaede struggled to keep up and get left in the dust.

Lin Bei rushed across half-court, stepped into the three-point line, and then stepped over the free-throw line.

There is no one in the attacking third.

But he didn't opt ​​for a layup.

In this wild showdown.

Going for a layup is not only a perfunctory gesture towards the audience, but also an insult to the role model.

Stepping.

Take off.

The floorboards let out a groan of despair as they were finally unable to bear the weight!

Lin Bei was like an intercontinental ballistic missile launched from its chamber, soaring into the sky with a roar!

The body is stretched out in the air, the spine bent into a powerful bow.

He gripped the basketball in his right hand, swung it around, and slammed it behind his head, almost hitting his heels.

Battle axe.

In that instant, time seemed to be paused.

The thousands of people in the audience stared intently at the demonic figure that had blocked out the lights, their minds blank.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.

The basketball hoop groaned violently.

It emitted a sickening metallic, twisting sound, as if it were about to break down on the spot at any moment.

Lin Bei hung the frame with one hand, his body swaying with inertia.

He looked down at the stunned people from Ryonan below.

There was no sense of satisfaction in those blue eyes after scoring a goal.

There is only one chilling kind of... boredom.

"this one?"

Let go, land on the ground.

There was no roaring, no chest-pounding, and he didn't even bother to glance at the scoreboard.

He casually straightened his bangs and turned to walk back.

As he passed by the stiff Sendoh, he didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eye.

The entire room fell silent.

one second.

two seconds.

"Holy crap..."

In the audience, someone broke down first, I don't know who.

Immediately afterwards, the sound wave exploded like a tsunami, almost blowing the dome off the stadium!

"What was that just now?! Teleportation?!"

"He vanished! Lin Bei truly vanished in that instant!"

"This is a high school student?! You're telling me this is a high school student?! This is an alien!"

"That's too brutal...this is practically a dimensional reduction attack!"

Shohoku bench.

Sakuragi Hanamichi dislocated his jaw, the towel in his hand fell to his feet, and he was completely unaware.

Those eyes, which always seemed so clear and innocent, were now filled with an earthquake-like shock.

"Glug."

Sakuragi swallowed hard.

This is... basketball?

Is this what the dead fox and his master play with every day?

That domineering aura that seems to defy gravity, that "I am the only one who matters" attitude...

"Glasses……"

Sakuragi turned his head blankly and looked at Kogure, who was also looking like he was questioning his life.

"Is that... also a basketball?"

Akagi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

"No, Sakuragi."

Kogure's voice was hoarse, "Those are... the monster's fangs."

Sakuragi looked back at the field.

Looking at Lin Bei's nonchalant back view.

He glanced at Sendoh, who had been so arrogant just moments before but now looked utterly bewildered.

An unprecedented electric current shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

My heart was pounding, and my blood was boiling.

"I want one too..."

Sakuragi clenched his fist, his nails digging into his flesh.

"I want to do that too!"

"I want to be like that too... trample everyone under my feet!!"

This feeling of being the center of attention and having everyone kneel in worship.

Isn't this exactly what this genius has always been pursuing?!