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

"Sendoh! It's up to you!"

Ueshima shouted loudly, and then made a gesture that made the jaws of thousands of people in the audience drop to the ground.

He ran straight to the baseline corner, giving up the point guard position!

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Then, it exploded.

"ha?"

"What the hell?"

"Doesn't he play forward?"

Sendoh caught the basketball steadily.

He stood in the backfield, not rushing to sprint.

Instead, he straightened up, held the ball in his right hand, and raised one finger with his left hand.

That was a signature move by a point guard directing the entire game.

An attitude of absolute control.

"Alright, everyone."

Sendoh's smile vanished, and his eyes instantly turned sharp as knives:

"Score this goal first!"

The words fell.

Dribble and advance the ball.

The movements were as smooth as ice skating, with an unpredictable rhythm.

Despite being 190 cm tall, his dribbling style is as agile as someone who is only 1.7 meters tall.

"This is……"

On the Hainan coaching bench, Gao Touli's new folding fan suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Those fox-like eyes, which were always squinting, suddenly widened.

"Could it be...?"

The audience erupted in cheers.

"Hey! Are you serious?"

"Sendoh playing point guard?!"

"Has Ryonan gone mad? Putting a 190cm ace as a guard?"

"What kind of bizarre tactic is this?"

Shocked, confused, and bewildered.

In the high school basketball world of the 90s, 190 cm was definitely a promising center.

Are you going to put a giant of that height as a point guard?

To face a monster like Maki Shinichi, who possesses both strength and speed?

This is practically suicide!

Shohoku Grandstand.

Mitsui's brows furrowed into a deep frown: "What the hell are you doing?"

Ryota Miyagi was equally bewildered: "Let that spiky-haired guy play point guard?"

"His dribbling center of gravity is so high, isn't he afraid of getting the ball stolen by Maki and becoming an idiot?"

Only Lin Bei.

He remained leaning back lazily, his smile growing wider, as if he were watching a movie whose plot had already been spoiled.

"It's finally here."

Lin Bei's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached his teammates' ears.

"With Ryonan's current defensive line, whether it's Uekusa or Kono, they're just ATMs in front of Maki Shinichi."

"Physical strength, power, and experience—it's a complete game-changer."

"They couldn't stop Maki Shinichi; they couldn't even get the ball past half-court."

Lin Bei pointed to the tall figure calmly advancing on the field:

"but……"

"If it's the path of immortality, then it's different."

"Height match, superior vision, and well-rounded skills."

"This is probably the only big move that old man Taoka can come up with."

Sidelines.

Hainan coaching bench.

Gao Touli stared intently at the field, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water.

As an old rival, he instantly sensed a conspiracy.

"Is this your brilliant plan, Senior Taoka...?"

Gao Touli gritted his teeth, his hand gripping the folding fan so tightly it creaked.

Use the team's strongest player to exploit mismatches against the point guard.

They used their significant height advantage to organize the offense, while simultaneously containing Maki's breakthroughs on the defensive end.

This was indeed a risky move.

That was a brilliant move.

"but……"

Gao Touli sneered, picked up his folding fan again, and resumed his inscrutable demeanor:

"That's a good idea, very creative."

"Unfortunately, not just anyone can fill the point guard position."

"Especially... when you're facing Kanagawa's former number one."

"Qi Ce?"

On the Hainan coaching bench, Gao Touli tapped his palm idly with his new folding fan.

His eyes seemed to pierce through the tall guy on the field.

"Converting a star forward to point guard sounds pretty intimidating. Utilizing height to exploit vision disadvantages is theoretically the answer in this version of the game."

Gao Touli snorted, pushed up his glasses, and his face clearly said, "That's it."

"But Taoka, have you forgotten to fix the most fatal bug?"

"The point guard position is the most hated position on the court."

"Let the 190cm tall Sendoh defend against the priest..."

On the field.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of the basketball hitting the ground was as loud as a heartbeat.

Sendoh shielded the ball to the side, and although he was a head taller than his opponent, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Maki Shinichi is not human at all; he is a black panther that has been starving for three days.

With his center of gravity extremely low, his thick arms swept around the ball like radar, each probe accompanied by the sound of wind breaking.

"This oppressive feeling... Juejuezi."

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Sendoh's forehead, and his signature lazy smile was starting to falter.

If you lose focus for even 0.1 seconds, you'll lose possession of the ball.

"Snapped!"

Just as Sendoh was about to switch hands, Maki Shinichi made a move.

That's ridiculously fast!

That hand seemed to anticipate the future, cutting directly into the dribbling trajectory.

Sendoh's scalp tingled, and with a flick of his wrist, he forcefully pulled the ball behind him.

At the same time, he leaned back and forcefully blocked the path of the steal with his body.

"That was close!"

In the stands, Miyagi Ryota suddenly leaned forward, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"That's the feeling..."

Miyagi swallowed hard; as a point guard, he was all too familiar with this suffocating feeling.

"Dribbling in front of Maki is like dancing on a knife's edge."

"If you dare to reveal even the slightest flaw, he can make you question the meaning of life."

"The focus of the immortal path is too high; in Amu's eyes, it's full of loopholes."

"By the time he realized what was happening, the other guy had already dunked in the frontcourt."

On the sidelines, Gao Touli slammed his folding fan shut with a sharp "snap".

"See? This is reality."

"Being overly wary of defense will only cause Sendoh to lose his spiritual energy and become a blue-collar worker who only knows how to protect the ball."

"Taoka, your brilliant strategy is ruining your own trump card."

Just then.

Forced into a corner, Sendoh suddenly passed the ball.

He did not confront Amu's impenetrable defenses head-on.

Instead, in that suffocating gap, her wrist flicked upwards with extreme gentleness.

"Whoosh—"

The basketball traced an absurdly high arc, flying straight over the paint.

That's too high!

That's too much!

The fish inside the line got stuck in the sand.

Looking up, the ball was so high it looked like it was about to fly out of the atmosphere.

Uozumi raised his hand, but couldn't reach it at all.

"It's over!"

"It's blown up! It's a mistake!"

The audience erupted in uproar.

"What are they passing around? Passing the ball to God?"

"He must have been pushed to the limit by Maki, that's why he threw it around like that, right?"

Gao Touli's sneer hadn't even reached its full extent yet.

next second.

A dark figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere from the baseline.

That's an absolute blind spot in Hainan's defenses!

"What?!"

Maki Shinichi turned around abruptly, his eyes changing for the first time.

The figure suddenly leaped up, jumping to an absurd height, its body stretched into a taut bow in mid-air.

This is an auspicious sign for Futian!

That man with a fierce look on his face and eyes as hungry as a wolf.

The basketball flew past its highest point and then plummeted downwards.

Fukuda caught the ball steadily with both hands in mid-air, his eyes almost level with the basket.

At this height, even gods couldn't stop it!

"Drink it!!"

A furious roar.

Fukuda unleashed explosive power from his waist and abdomen, slamming the ball into the basket with both hands!

"boom--!!!"

The deafening explosion shattered the entire stadium.