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

"Lin Bei!"

"Your era is ending before it even began!!"

Maki Shinichi's roar exploded under the basket, carrying the bloody stench of a cornered beast fighting for its life.

The two raced side by side, their sneakers screeching against the floor.

Just as Lin Bei was gathering the ball and starting to move.

"Snapped!"

A sharp crack, like a thunderclap.

Shinichi Maki's large hand with bulging veins.

It cut into the side of the basketball at an angle that defies ergonomics.

The ball has been cut!

The breathing of thousands of people was instantly cut off.

That Lin Bei, whose precision was like a scalpel and who never made a mistake...

It crashed?!

"It broke!!"

Kiyota Nobunaga's voice cracked instantly, as if someone had stepped on his tail.

"The captain intercepted the ball!!"

The basketball flew out of control.

Maki Shinichi unleashed a terrifying burst of core power, abruptly halting the car during his high-speed sprint.

He turned around and grabbed the ball.

Flowing like clouds and water.

At this moment, he is the king of Kanagawa.

"It's not over yet!"

Maki Shinichi picked up the basketball, his eyes flashing with a wild purple light.

That's the pleasure of adrenaline soaring to its peak.

A complete reversal of fortunes!

"Roar!!"

Maki Shinichi dribbled back and attacked, each step like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of the Shohoku team.

The door to Zone was pried open.

The world seemed to slow down more than ever before in his eyes.

Lin Bei was right in front of him.

That black figure that once suffocated him now seems... not invincible!

"Take this, Lin Bei!"

accelerate!

Change direction!

There are no frills, just pure, violent aesthetics of power and speed.

Maki Shinichi clearly saw that Lin Bei's movements... froze for a frame.

This one frame is enough!

"Passed!"

"Amu is all clean now!!"

On the sidelines, Gao Touli shouted.

Like an out-of-control heavy tank, Maki Shinichi roared past Lin Bei, carrying the wind pressure.

No one can stop me now!

Is this the scenery of the divine realm?!

The basketball hoop was right there.

Maki Shinichi leaped into the air, his body taut like a full, powerful bow.

Catch the ball with one hand and raise it high above your head.

A tomahawk dunk!

This shot will pull Hainan back from the brink of disaster!

This shot will completely shatter Lin Bei's arrogance!

"Get in...!"

Shinichi Maki stared at the basket, his desire burning away like ashes.

however.

Just as the wrist was about to press down.

The world suddenly went silent.

The sounds of the wind, shouts, and heartbeats... were all removed.

A bone-chilling coldness shot up my spine and straight to the top of my head.

Maki Shinichi was horrified to discover this.

The weight in my hands... is gone.

The basketball, which I had been holding tightly in my palm, vanished into thin air.

The inertia carried the body forward.

A dunk without a basketball looks more like a comical pantomime.

"Sizzle—!!"

Upon landing, my feet slipped.

Shinichi Maki lost his balance.

Like a clown whose carpet has been pulled away, he slid awkwardly several meters across the gleaming floor.

"Bang."

His body slammed heavily into the basketball hoop's protective mat.

A sharp pain struck, but he couldn't care less.

He turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

Near the free throw line.

The black-haired boy remained standing in the same spot.

It was as if it had never moved an inch.

And at the tip of his right finger, the orange basketball was spinning quietly.

Lin Bei stared expressionlessly at Mu Shenyi, who was lying on the ground.

His gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at an ant trying to shake a tree.

"This...this is impossible..."

Mu Shenyi's lips trembled, and his brain went blank.

What just happened?

It's clear I passed...

He clearly jumped...

When did the ball disappear?

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stuck in a dislocated jaw position, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

One second it was Emperor Mu's desperate comeback and dunk to win the game.

The style of the scene suddenly changed the next second.

The old king falls to the ground, the new king takes the ball.

This extreme visual contrast is enough to completely overwhelm your brain.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

A faint yet piercing electrical sound suddenly exploded in the air.

Everyone looked up in shock.

Lin Bei slowly raised his eyes.

His pupils, which were originally pitch black, now seemed to have taken on an eerie color.

Two beams of crimson gold, as solid as physical electricity, throbbed and pulsated wildly outside his eye sockets.

It was a light that was purer, more violent, and more despairing than Maki Shinichi's faint purple glow.

Zone Tyrant!

Start!

It's not a crack in the door.

It is as if the gates have been opened wide, and the gods have descended upon the world!

An invisible pressure, centered on Lin Bei, swept across the entire area like a tsunami.

The air became viscous, and gravity seemed to double.

Kiyota Nobunaga, who was closest to the enemy, felt his legs go weak; it was the instinctive fear that a creature feels when facing its natural enemy.

Lin Bei held the ball with one hand, looking down at Maki Shinichi, who had just gotten up.

A cold smile curved at the corner of his lips.

"Just because you've opened a tiny crack, you think you can challenge the gods?"

Lin Bei's voice wasn't loud, but it had a metallic quality that echoed through the deathly silent stadium.

That's not a door.

Lin Bei took a step.

thump.

This step felt like it was stepping on everyone's hearts.

"That's just a window through which mortals glimpse despair."

He raised his finger and pointed to his eyes, where a crimson-gold storm was raging.

"This is the real Zone."

"This is the true divine realm."

Maki Shinichi's hands, which were supporting him on the ground, trembled violently.

His prized "door crack" was like a candle flame in a storm, easily extinguished in the face of this overwhelming force.

Lin Bei took a step.

"Since you're so eager to see that world..."

"Then let me show you."

The crimson-gold light flowed, as if a god were looking down upon ants.

"The difference between you and me is like a dimension."

The words fell.

The figure vanished.

"boom!"

The floorboards let out a mournful groan as they groaned under the strain.

It's not fast.

It's teleportation.

Before Maki Shinichi could even see the starting motion, Lin Bei's figure was already right in front of him.

"Don't even think about it!!"

Mu Shen bit his tongue, forcibly suppressing his fear, and instinctively moved sideways to block the attack.

I'll stop them even if it kills me!

however.

Lin Bei merely gave him a cold glance.

While dribbling at high speed, his body suddenly swayed to the right without warning.

The magnitude of the change is so large that it completely defies common sense in physics.

Maki Shinichi was instantly fooled and lost control, tilting to the left.

Just then, Lin Bei's figure mysteriously pulled back and flashed past on the right.

There are no fancy changes of direction.

Pure speed difference and center of gravity deception.

"How...is this possible?!"

Mu Shen's eyes widened as he watched the figure with the number 16 on his back pass by.

I didn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

That feeling of powerlessness is the separation caused by the dimensional barrier.

"Stop him!!"

Gao Touli was screaming hysterically on the sidelines, his tie was askew.

No need to shout, Hainan's defenses have already been activated.

Kamizou Ichiro and Kiyota Nobunaga.

One on the left and one on the right, like two iron gates, tightly blocking the route.

Don't underestimate Hainan!

Kiyota Nobunaga's face was contorted with rage as he exerted every ounce of strength he could muster.

Although Jin Soichiro was thin, his eyes were as hard as iron at this moment.

Perfect goal-closing defense!

Even a sports car would be destroyed and people would die if it crashed into it!

Despite being double-teamed, Lin Bei did not slow down at all.

Within those crimson-gold eyes, data streams were frantically flooding the screen.

The one on the left has insufficient support in its right ankle.

The one on the right has a high center of gravity and anterior pelvic tilt.

It's full of flaws.

The vehicle suddenly stopped while traveling on the Linbei Expressway.

Extreme motion transforms into extreme stillness.

The rhythm of Jin Soichiro and Kiyota Nobunaga was instantly disrupted.

Their bodies wanted to stop abruptly, but inertia pulled them forward.

Just as they forcibly adjusted their center of gravity.

The basketball in Lin Bei's hands moved rapidly between his legs like a butterfly flitting among flowers.

Left hand, right hand, left hand.

The rhythm is extremely bizarre.

Each touch of the ball precisely struck the nerve reflexes of both players.

"The center of gravity... is gone..."

Ah Shen was horrified to discover that his legs were knotted together as if they had been pulled out of their muscles.

Kiyota felt as if his knee had been kicked hard.

Lin Bei's eyes were icy, and he parted his thin lips slightly, uttering two words:

"Kneel down."