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

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"You dare murder a genius!"

The two of them started wrestling like elementary school students.

Akagi walked over with a dark face, carrying a hammer.

"Shut up, all of you! Get back on defense!"

"..."

The two covered their heads, still glaring at each other, but their demeanor had completely changed.

It was no longer the tension of the opening, but a bloodthirsty excitement.

The scoreboard flips. 2:0. Shohoku takes the lead.

As Maki Shinichi watched Rukawa Kaede's retreating figure, he took a deep breath, and a serious expression finally appeared on his usually calm face.

He picked up the basketball and slammed it down. His voice was deep, yet carried a chilling, oppressive force.

"That's interesting."

He turned to look at his teammates, his gaze sharp and intense:

"Although Lin Bei hasn't played yet."

"But don't be careless."

"These guys are serious."

A cold glint flashed in Jin Soichiro's eyes: "Understood."

Kiyota Nobunaga was so angry that he yelled:

"Damn it! That expressionless guy scored first!"

"Give me the ball! I want to spike it back!"

The atmosphere of the competition was completely ignited.

And this is just the beginning.

Shohoku bench.

Coach Anzai pushed up his glasses; the glare from the lenses made it impossible to see his eyes.

"Hehehe... Rukawa's awakening came earlier than expected."

He turned to look at the boy beside him.

"Lin Bei, what do you think?"

Lin Bei's indistinct voice came from under the towel:

"Ah... so be it if I awaken."

"This shows that the special training was effective..."

"Isn't it better if they're better? I can get more rest."

Coach Anzai's smile became even more benevolent:

"Yeah?"

"But your legs seem to be shaking?"

Lin Bei froze.

Silently, she pulled her foot, which had been trembling involuntarily with excitement, back under the chair.

"That's a muscle cramp!"

"Coach, you've got the wrong person!"

"It's definitely a muscle cramp!"

Coach Anzai smiled without saying a word, turning his gaze back to the field.

A glimmer of expectation shone in those cloudy old eyes.

The wildness has awakened.

What followed was the real battle.

On the field, Hainan launched a counterattack.

Without the slightest panic, this is the quality of a king.

Shinichi Maki dribbled the ball forward, each step frighteningly steady.

Miyagi Ryota was on high alert, fine beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

Although that ball just now got past Amu.

But he could sense that the other party wasn't going all out.

Or rather, it was the arrogance of a king.

But now... Maki Shinichi's eyes have changed.

It was a kind of anger born of being offended, and an absolute sense of dominance.

"That was a good shot, Miyagi."

Maki Shinichi stopped beyond the three-point line, his voice as cold as ice shards.

"But that's all."

"Next, I'll show you why Hainan is called the king."

Before he could finish speaking, Maki Shinichi suddenly started the engine.

No fancy dribbling, no fakes.

A combination of pure power and speed!

Tanks, advance!

"They're here!"

Miyagi's pupils contracted, and he desperately slid forward to block.

"Bang!"

The two collided violently near the free-throw line.

Miyagi felt like he had been hit by a high-speed truck; his chest tightened, and he staggered backward uncontrollably.

The difference in strength is too great!

"Too light!"

With a low roar, Maki Shinichi smashed through Miyagi and stormed into the restricted area.

"Don't even think about going there!"

Akagi roared as he came to help defend, his massive body blocking the basket.

With Akagi in front and Rukawa providing backup from behind, it's another double-team!

But this time, it was Maki Shinichi who was on the offensive.

Facing Shohoku's two defensive stalwarts, Maki Shinichi advanced instead of retreating, jumping towards Akagi.

"You're asking for it!" Akagi swung his hand down.

But Maki Shinichi displayed terrifying core power in the air.

He forcefully challenged Akagi in mid-air, and in the instant he lost his balance, he pulled the ball back to his arms, avoiding a block.

then……

"beep--!"

The referee blew the whistle. As Maki Shinichi fell, he casually tossed the toss with amazing skill.

"Swish!" The basketball bounced off the backboard and went into the net.

"Goal stands! Penalty kick-off!"

"Two plus one!!!" The Hainan audience erupted in cheers.

"Imperial Shepherd! Imperial Shepherd!"

"This is Kanagawa's No. 1!"

As soon as Mu Shen landed, he lightly patted the dust off his jersey without even taking a deep breath.

He looked up, his gaze passing over Akagi and landing directly on the Shohoku bench.

To be precise, he was looking at Lin Bei.

His eyes held a defiant glint: They alone are not enough.

How long are you going to rest?

Lin Bei blinked his dead fish eyes and sighed helplessly.

"Tsk. This guy has a really fierce look in his eyes."

He grabbed the water bottle and took a big gulp, then suddenly shouted onto the field, his voice lazy yet incredibly penetrating:

"Sakuragi! Rukawa! Haven't you two eaten?!"

"If I lose to this middle-aged man, I'll go back and do 500 extra shuttle runs!"

Sakuragi and Rukawa on the field both shivered at the same time.

"Five...five hundred?!"

Sakuragi's face instantly turned green. Rukawa's lips twitched as well.

That devil...

He's a man of his word!

"That despicable middle-aged man!"

"You actually made this genius run back and forth!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi glared at Maki Shinichi at the free-throw line, his eyes blazing with fury.

"I curse you! I curse you! I'll draw circles around you and curse you!"

Sakuragi was making faces wildly outside the three-second zone, drawing strange symbols with his hands.

Mu Shenyi's lips twitched slightly.

Is that red-haired guy really here to play basketball?

"Bang."

Perhaps it was due to the influence of Sakuragi's "curse," or perhaps it was because the battle just now had taken too much to handle.

Maki Shinichi's extra penalty unexpectedly bounced off the rim!

"rebound!!!"

This time, no reminder is needed.

A red figure shot into the sky like a rocket, towering over Akagi!

"This is a masterpiece!!!"

At the highest point, Sakuragi gripped the basketball tightly with both hands. Upon landing, he held it protectively in his arms, like a wild beast guarding its prey, wary of its surroundings.

"Heh heh heh! Did you see that?!"

"This is the rebounding genius of this world!"

Shinichi Maki looked at the energetic red-haired boy in front of him, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Seeing it from the audience seats and seeing it in front of you are two different things.

Such incredible jumping ability... I've never seen many like it, not even in national competitions.

Are all the people at Shohoku High School monsters?

The pace of the game was breathtakingly fast.

The spectators in the stands were completely stunned.

Is this really Shohoku, who are always eliminated in the first round?

They actually managed to put up a good fight against the top-ranked Hainan team?!

"That's interesting..."

In a corner of the stands, Sendoh Akira of Ryonan stroked his chin, his smile growing wider.

"Rukawa has evolved, and Sakuragi's technique has become more consistent."

"And Miyagi and Mitsui..."

His gaze finally fell on the Shohoku bench. "But as long as that guy doesn't play, Hainan hasn't been pushed to the brink yet."

"Lin Bei... what are you waiting for?"

At this moment, Lin Bei was looking at the flashing mission prompts.

[Quest Triggered: The True Emperor]

[Mission Description: Play in the next game and defeat Maki Shinichi using the point guard template]

[Task Rewards: +5 Free Attribute Points; +1 Skill Point; Kise Ryota Template Activated]

"Tsk."

Lin Bei pursed his lips.

A barely perceptible glint of excitement flashed deep in his eyes.

"Point Guard Panel?"

"If we use Xiao Heizi, it's really hard to say."

"But system, have you forgotten... I have Akashi."

"Who will be the emperor is really hard to say."