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

On the field, the offense and defense reversed course.

Sendoh dribbles the ball and advances.

This time, he didn't pass the ball.

Facing the five-man group from Hainan who were on high alert, he strolled around as if he were in his own backyard, even a little lazy.

"Stop him!!"

Maki Shinichi roared and, along with Ashin and Kiyota, surrounded them, looking as if they were about to tear them apart!

Encircled from three sides!

But Sendoh laughed.

While moving at high speed, he suddenly made a flicking motion to the left.

His gaze, the trembling of his wrists and shoulders, and even the direction of his toes all pointed perfectly towards Fukuda in the bottom left corner.

"Pass the ball! Intercept him!"

Kiyota Nobunaga instinctively lunged to his left.

Even the battle-hardened Maki Shinichi's center of gravity shifted slightly by 0.1 seconds.

At this critical moment.

Sendoh flipped his wrist in an extremely awkward manner.

The ball didn't fly out; instead, it seemed to be stuck to my hand, and I pulled it back sharply to the right as my body moved!

"Another feint?!"

Ah Shen exclaimed in alarm and hurriedly blocked the right side.

But the next second, everyone was dumbfounded.

The figure of the immortal path actually "split" in front of them!

In Maki Shinichi's view, Sendoh suddenly veered to the left.

In A-Shen's eyes, Sendoh was taking a pull-up jump shot.

In Kiyota's eyes, Sendoh had already passed the ball to Uozumi.

Everyone sees a different "future"!

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Maki Shinichi's brain went blank for a moment.

It was in this fatal hesitation that...

A blue figure, like a hot knife through butter, slipped through the gap between the three people!

It went neither left nor right.

Instead, they'll charge straight in!

"I already told you, it's an illusion."

Sendoh's voice floated lightly behind him.

When Maki Shinichi came to his senses, all he could see was the back of the person wearing the number 7 jersey, leaping high into the air.

"Clang—!!!"

One-handed dunk!

This shot wasn't like Lin Bei's violent aesthetics, nor was it like Rukawa Kaede's elegant and sharp style.

It has a strangely "silky" feel.

It's like the defenders in Hainan were extras in a performance, voluntarily making way for him on a star-studded path.

Dead silence.

The entire room fell silent.

Subsequently, the roof of the stadium was almost blown off!

"Wow!! Sendoh!!!"

"One against five?! This is absolutely one against five!"

"How did he get there just now? Did he teleport? Are people in Hainan sleepwalking?"

"He's gone berserk! This is a true genius!"

The score was 50-59.

The difference has returned to single digits.

When Sendoh landed, there was no roar of celebration.

He turned around, his deep blue eyes sweeping over the generals from Hainan.

At this moment, his aura changed.

He is no longer the gentle boy next door.

Instead, he is a top-notch con artist who controls the entire game...

"Shall we continue, Maki?"

Sendoh gently bounced the ball, a heart-stopping smile curving his lips.

"Your 'Zone' really makes your teammates stronger."

"But if..."

Sendoh's figure swayed slightly, as if he might disappear at any moment like a bad signal.

"Their eyes deceive their brains, and their bodies can't keep up with the commands."

"The more people there are, the more bugs there will be."

Maki Shinichi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He stared intently at Xian Dao, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

The teamwork we were so proud of has become a burden?

Don't be fooled by him!

Maki Shinichi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and roared.

Trust your intuition!

"Don't look him in the eyes! Keep your eyes on the ball!!"

"yes!"

The Hainan generals responded in unison, but their voices were clearly trembling.

The man who was emitting blue light was now seen as more terrifying than a devil.

The game continues.

The next three minutes became a one-man show by Sendoh Akira.

Or rather, it was a large-scale magic show.

Hainan offensive.

Nobunaga Kiyota had just received the ball when Sendoh suddenly appeared in front of him.

He instinctively tried to pass, but found that the passing route was filled with Sendoh's afterimages.

hesitate.

In the mere 0.1 seconds he hesitated.

Snapped!

The ball is gone.

Sendoh intercepts the ball and launches a counter-attack, facing Maki Shinichi who is tracking back.

He stopped abruptly outside the three-point line.

Maki Shinichi immediately jumped up to block the shot.

However, Sendoh didn't jump at all! He just stood there, smiling as he watched Maki Shinichi flying in the air.

Only when Maki Shinichi's body began to fall and gravity took effect did Sendoh slowly jump up.

Time difference!

The ultimate time difference created by utilizing visual illusions!

"Whoosh!"

Three parts threaded through a needle.

……

Lingnan launched an attack.

Sendoh penetrated into the paint.

He didn't take advantage of Uozumi and Fukuda's cover; instead, he treated them as "obstacles."

He weaved through the crowd, using his teammates' and opponents' bodies to block his view.

The basketball came alive in his hands, slipping through Takasago's crotch and flying out from under Ajin's armpit.

Finally, it inexplicably appeared in the hands of the off-road cutter.

When I caught the ball in the cross-country area, I was completely bewildered and instinctively raised my hand.

He scored a layup.

"this……"

Yueye stared blankly at his hand, looking utterly bewildered: "How did I score? When did the ball come in?"

"Don't stand still, get back on defense."

Sendoh patted Yueye on the shoulder, his blue eyes flashing with an eerie light.

"The current pace is under my control."

……

"Absolutely amazing..."

"Is this the real skill of that spiky-haired guy?"

"It felt like...it felt like that middle-aged man was being completely made a fool of!"

In the stands, Sakuragi Hanamichi's mouth was agape so wide it could fit a light bulb, and his straw even fell to the ground.

Rukawa Kaede didn't say anything, but the flames in his eyes were about to burst out.

He stared intently at Sendoh on the field, wishing he could etch that figure into his mind.

That kind of realm...

That kind of control that makes everyone in the room feel completely manipulated...

"Is this the goal I'm trying to surpass...?" Rukawa Kaede murmured to himself.

"Lin Bei".

Suddenly, Rukawa Kaede turned his head: "If it were you, how would you fight Sendoh in his current state?"

Lin Bei paused.

He glanced at the blue figure thriving on the field.

He glanced again at Mu Shenyi, who was disheveled but had a fierce look in his eyes.

"How do we fight?"

Lin Bei tossed the last popcorn into the air and caught it precisely with his mouth.

"Click."

Chew it thoroughly.

A wildly arrogant smile appeared on his face, tinged with a roguish air.

"It's very simple."

"Since it is a mirage, an illusion."

"Then let's use absolute violence to destroy this 'desert' along with the 'mirage'..."

Lin Bei stretched out his hand and clenched it tightly in the void, a flash of red light disappearing from his eyes.

"Completely destroyed."

"However..."

Lin Bei changed the subject, slumped back in his chair, and adopted a gossipy expression, as if he enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

"It seems that Maki Shinichi doesn't have that ability yet."

"Half-step Zone vs. Half-step Zone".

"One is an emperor who commands the entire army, and the other is a magician who manipulates all living beings."

"This grand drama has only just begun to reach its climax."

On the field.

The score was 56-61.

Unbeknownst to them, Ryonan had closed the gap to just 5 points.

Shinichi Maki was breathing heavily, his eyes blurred with sweat.

Looking at Sendoh, who remained relaxed and even smiled at him, his pride was deeply wounded.

"Sendo..."

Mu Shenyi lowered his head, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing against the ground.

"You think you've won just like that?"

Boom!

Maki Shinichi's heart pounded against his chest.

An even more violent and dark aura surged out of his body like a mad dog.

The originally purple lightning bolts were now tinged with a chilling black.

"Since 'order' has no effect on you."

Maki Shinichi suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

"Then come with me and plunge into 'chaos'!"

boom--!

Two terrifying auras collided violently in the center of the court.

The stranglehold of blue and purple.

The storm has intensified once again!