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

After Mu Shenyi knelt down in front of Lin Bei again.

"Beep—!"

"Hainan team requests a timeout!"

The whistle was shrill.

It was like a scalpel cutting through the thick air on the court.

Gao Touli practically launched himself off the coach's bench.

That iconic folding fan has long since been thrown away somewhere.

The tactical board in his hand was being squeezed so hard it was cracking, as if it would shatter at any moment.

His usual confident and shrewd demeanor was now completely shattered.

Cold sweat streamed down his pale face, blurring the black writing on the tactical board into a blotchy mess.

"This can't go on...it absolutely can't!"

Gao Touli's voice trembled, not with excitement, but with fear.

A tremor that originates from the depths of one's soul.

As the ruler of Kanagawa, he had never lost his composure like this.

But looking at the black-clad youth on the field who seemed to have crawled up from hell...

Seeing his prized "Emperor Shepherd" being treated like a toy, Gao Touli's mental defenses are crumbling.

The Hainan team members, like a group of defeated roosters, sluggishly shuffled back to the rest area.

Mu Shenyi covered his head with a towel, his chest heaving violently like a bellows.

Kiyota Nobunaga's eyes were glazed over, clearly still reeling from what had just happened.

Jin Soichiro mechanically wiped away his sweat, his eyes filled with confusion.

"All of you, raise your heads!"

Gao Tou slammed his fist on the tactical board, and with a crisp "smack," he finally regained a bit of his senses.

"Conventional tactics are useless against that monster!"

"We want to gamble!"

"I'm betting on Hainan's dignity of winning sixteen consecutive championships!"

He drew an extreme formation on the board like a madman, and the pen tip broke off due to excessive force.

"4 connections and 1 monitoring!"

"But that's not enough!"

Gao Touli's eyes were bloodshot, revealing a desperate madness.

"Amu, you're still clinging to Lin Bei!"

"Don't try to steal the ball, don't try to block it, just prevent him from getting on speed!"

"Everyone else, get back inside the free-throw line!"

"Abandon the outside shooting, defend the paint at all costs!"

"Coach, what if they shoot three-pointers..." Jin Soichiro asked dryly.

"Let's bet on him missing!"

"Rather than letting him tear through my defenses like a knife through butter, and being humiliated kneeling before him, I'd rather gamble on his touch!"

"Use sheer numbers to fill the penalty area!"

"Turn the inside into a quagmire! Make it impossible for him to penetrate!" Gao Touli roared, spittle flying from his mouth.

It's a big gamble.

It's a gamble on probability, a gamble on human nature.

Gao Touli did not believe in evil.

How can a first-year student maintain such an unreasonable shooting percentage under high-intensity competition?

As long as we can prevent that one momentary breakthrough, Hainan can survive!

……

Xiangbei Rest Area.

In contrast to the mourning atmosphere in Hainan, a case of "team bullying" is unfolding here.

"I want to go on stage!"

A deep, furious roar exploded.

Takenori Akagi shoved away Ayako, who was applying ice to her skin, and stood up unsteadily, supporting himself on his knees.

"I'm the captain of Shohoku High School!"

"At this crucial moment in defeating Hainan, how can I just sit and watch?"

My right ankle was swollen like a steamed bun and wrapped in a thick bandage.

With every movement, cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

But the fire in his eyes was about to burst out.

"Gorilla..."

Sakuragi Hanamichi looked at the trembling foot, unusually refraining from his usual sarcastic remarks, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Coach Anzai pushed up his glasses and opened his mouth.

A chillingly cold sound instantly froze the air.

"sit down."

Akagi froze. The entire room fell silent.

Lin Bei sat in the center of the bench, draped in a white towel, and holding a half-empty bottle of mineral water.

He didn't even look up, staring at the swaying water in the bottle.

At this moment, he has temporarily closed the Akashi template.

But that domineering aura caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

"Lin Bei, you..."

Akagi gritted his teeth, "I can still play! The inside game needs me..."

"Can't you understand human language?"

Lin Bei slowly raised his head.

Those eyes held no warmth whatsoever, only a faint indifference and rationality.

"You can't even stand up straight now, are you going to go up there and be a wooden stake?"

The voice wasn't loud, but every word was piercing.

"Slow to move, a defensive black hole, and a hindrance to offense."

"I admire your willpower, but when it comes to winning or losing, willpower is nothing."

"You little brat..."

Akagi's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Being publicly reprimanded by a first-year student made the captain's dignity burn with shame.

"Unwilling to accept it?"

Lin Bei stood up, casually tossed the towel onto the chair, and walked over to Akagi.

Although he is shorter, his aura is overwhelmingly dominant.

He extended a finger and lightly touched Akagi's chest.

"Then swallow your resentment and keep your eyes wide open."

"Watch how I trampled the so-called king into the mud."

"If you want to dominate the country, you should understand that true victory does not require self-indulgent melodrama."

After saying that, Lin Bei turned around and waved to Akagi with his back to him.

"Stay put and don't get in the way."

"Take good care of your feet."

"You'll have plenty of opportunities in the national competition."

Akagi stood frozen in place, his chest heaving violently.

Looking at that arrogant figure from behind, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided.

Instead, it was a complex mix of shock and bitterness.

and also……

A sense of undeniable admiration.

"Gorilla..." Sakuragi cautiously approached.

Akagi took a deep breath and slumped back into his chair.

"Ayako, add ice for me!"

"I'll freeze these damn feet until they're numb!"

……

"Beep—!"

"The game continues!"

Both teams returned to the field.

The Hainan team looked like a pack of hungry wolves cornered in a desperate situation, their eyes gleaming with greed.

As soon as he served, Ryota Miyagi sensed something was wrong.

"Huh? A cowardly turtle?"

Miyagi dribbled past half-court, his brow furrowed.

Apart from Maki Shinichi closely guarding Lin Bei, the other four Hainan players all stayed inside the free throw line!

The restricted area was packed with people; not even a mosquito could get in.

"What kind of underworld tactic is this?"

"Don't you need the outside shots anymore?"

Hanagata Toru in the stands couldn't help but complain.

"No, he's gambling."

Kenji Fujima's gaze was serious. "I'm betting that Shohoku won't be able to score, and that Rinpoche won't be able to penetrate."

This is the most shameless tactic against Lin Bei.

You can shake off one or two people, but can you shake off a whole wall of flesh?

If you dare to charge, it's hand-to-hand combat!

Miyagi hesitated; there was simply no opening for the pass inside.

Just then.

Lin Bei strolled leisurely to the vicinity of the center circle.

That's right, close to the center circle.

There are still two meters to go from the three-point line.

He reached out his hand towards the palace.

"ball."

Miyagi was taken aback.

His body reacted faster than his mind, instinctively throwing the ball over.

Mu Shenyi immediately lowered his center of gravity and stared intently at Lin Bei's waist, as if facing a formidable enemy.

however.

After receiving the ball, Lin Bei did not shift his weight or make any feints.

He just stood there.

Looking at the impenetrable ironclad formation ahead, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Is this your solution?"

"To prevent me from breaking through, you huddled together like frightened quails?"

Lin Bei shook his head, his eyes gleaming with a crimson-gold light, filled with a compassionate gaze upon ants.

"It's too ugly."

"Who told you I was about to break through?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Lin Bei jumped!

Just a few steps in front of the center logo!

Extremely long distance!

Ignore everything!