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

Amu shook his head:

"They are completely different things."

"Lin Bei's victory was purely a matter of overwhelming strength, while Nan Lie..."

Amu took a deep breath: "Do you know what he's called in this circle?"

Kiyota swallowed hard and asked nervously, "What's your name?"

……

Meanwhile, on an outdoor sports field.

The scorching sun baked the ground until it was steaming.

A group of people were running around the field, sweating profusely, their heavy breathing rising and falling.

Leading the pack was Kenji Fujima, followed by Toru Hanagata, Jun Uozumi, and Akira Sendoh.

Uozumi wiped the sweat from his face, panting, and said, "Judging by the time, today should be Shohoku's first game in the national tournament, right?"

Sendoh slowed his pace and adjusted his breathing, casually replying, "It seems our opponent is Toyotama from Osaka."

Hanagata paused for a moment upon hearing this, then looked at Fujima in front of him.

Fujima didn't reply, but just mechanically continued walking, sweat dripping down his chin.

His deep eyes were churning with extremely complex emotions.

"Shohoku...you must not underestimate Toyotama's desire for victory."

"That kind of obsession can drive a person insane."

Fujima gritted his teeth, "Especially... that bastard Nan Lie."

Fujima's thoughts were instantly pulled back to last year's national tournament.

The match between Shohoku and Toyotama was a huge success, with the entire stadium erupting in cheers.

Wearing a green jersey, Fujima dribbled into the penalty area and, facing the defense, executed a spectacular reverse layup in mid-air.

The basketball swished off the backboard and went into the net!

2+1!

The Xiangyang bench erupted in celebration, with teammates wildly waving towels.

Fujima landed with a smile, preparing to return to defense, but Minami, wearing a Toyotama jersey, appeared like a ghost and stuck to him.

The two were very close to each other.

Nan Lie stared at Fujima with no trace of love for basketball, only a morbid obsession with victory.

Its eyes didn't look human; they looked more like those of a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"You're amazing, becoming an ace in your second year." Nan Lie's voice was as cold as ice shards.

At that moment, Fujima felt a chill run down his spine.

……

The scene cuts back to Hiroshima Stadium, where the match has reached its climax.

Rukawa Kaede had the ball on the outside, and Nan Lie spread his arms wide to defend him tightly, his eyes as cold as last year.

"You're too arrogant, first-year student," Nan Lie said with a low, cold laugh.

Rukawa didn't even bother to glance at him, and immediately lowered his center of gravity to probe to the right.

Nan Lie remained unmoved, and Rukawa Kaede pulled the ball back and forcefully broke through from the left!

That's incredibly fast!

Rukawa's shoulder was about to brush past Nan Lie's defense when he prepared to stop abruptly and pull up.

At that moment, Nan Lie's eyes changed completely, revealing an undisguised ferocity.

Instead of retreating, he took a sudden step forward, directly blocking Rukawa's path to break through.

Rukawa Kaede couldn't brake in time during his high-speed sprint and had to jump.

Nan Lie jumped up, but his movement wasn't aimed at the ball at all!

He twisted his body in mid-air with remarkable stealth, and swung his right arm in a wide arc.

The elbow struck like a sharp iron hammer!

boom!

The dull thud of flesh colliding was enough to make your teeth ache.

Nan Lie's elbow slammed solidly into Rukawa Kaede's left eyebrow bone.

Time seemed to have been slowed down.

Rukawa Kaede completely lost his balance in mid-air, his sweat mixed with scarlet blood splattering under the lights.

A loud "bang" was heard.

Rukawa Kaede slammed heavily onto the floor, and the basketball rolled helplessly out of bounds.

Rukawa Kaede curled up, covering his left eye, and glaring blood gushed out between his fingers.

Drops of water fell onto the pristine white floor, a shocking sight.

The cheers from the entire stadium abruptly ceased as if their throats had been snapped, and a deathly silence instantly enveloped the stands.

Sakuragi Hanamichi's eyes widened in fury, and he let out a furious shout:

"Rukawa Kaede!"

"He did it on purpose!"

He strode off and ran, with Miyagi Ryota and Mitsui close behind.

Sakuragi, who was about to make a move, was stopped by Akagi who grabbed him.

The Shohoku bench was in complete chaos.

Kogure pointed at the field and roared, "He definitely did it on purpose! He used dirty tricks!"

Ayako covered her mouth in horror.

Coach Anzai's eyes behind his glasses turned completely serious.

Lin Bei, who was sitting on the bench, pulled off the towel.

His usually languid eyes suddenly sank to the bottom, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura of ferocity.

"Since you want to play dirty tricks, then I'll let you know..."

"What does it mean to live a life without cultivating good karma, but only loving murder and arson?"

Lin Bei stared at Nan Lie on the field and laughed in anger.

Toyotama's players nonchalantly surrounded them.

Minori Kishimoto curled her lip and sneered:

"What do you mean, intentional?"

"Watch your mouth!"

"It was just an accident. Basketball is a sport, so it's normal for it to be a bit physical."

Nan Lie stood still, looking down at Rukawa Kaede.

There was not a trace of remorse on his face, only an appalling indifference.

Fujima, who was far away on the outdoor court, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky in the distance.

"Shohoku, please don't let anything happen to you..."

"That madman will do anything dirty to win."

……

Hiroshima Stadium, Hainan viewing area.

Kiyota Nobunaga was trembling with rage, pointing at the field and yelling, "Is this playing basketball or murder? This is a malicious foul!"

Jin Soichiro frowned: "That's too dirty."

As Amu watched the medical staff rush into the scene, his voice sounded particularly cold amidst the noise:

"Nan Lie, known as the ace assassin."

"They win by disabling the opponent's key scorers."

"That's how Fujima from Shohoku was carried out last year."

"This is Toyotama's despicable survival rule."

The scene was in complete chaos.

Sakuragi roared like an enraged lion, "Enough with the nonsense!"

"You can fool others, but you can't fool Sakuragi Hanamichi!"

Nan Lie glanced at him coldly: "Normal defense, he ran into it himself."

Gongcheng rushed forward, grabbed Nan Lie by the collar, and cursed, "Bullshit! Your elbow was practically spinning like a windmill! Do you think the referee is blind?!"

Toyotama's Iwata Mitsuaki shoved Miyagi aside: "Hey shorty, wanna fight?"

"This genius will cripple you all!"

Sakuragi, like a raging bull, rammed into Iwata, and the scene instantly spiraled out of control.

The referee blew his whistle frantically, warning: "Everyone separate! Another touch and you're all ejected!"

Medical staff tightly covered Rukawa's wound with gauze, and blood quickly soaked through the white gauze.

Rukawa Kaede pushed away the medical staff's hands and stood up unsteadily.

His right eye was fixed on Nan Lie, his gaze filled with a ferocious, beast-like light. Although he didn't say a word, his anger seemed to burn through him.

Akagi held onto the rampaging Sakuragi tightly.

The referee ran over and decisively made a gesture indicating an unsportsmanlike foul to Nan Lie.

Nan Lie raised his hand expressionlessly.

Beside the Shohoku bench.

Lin Bei turned and walked to the scorer's table, his voice icy cold: "Coach, I request a substitution."

Coach Anzai looked up at him: "Lin Bei, do you want to go on the field?"

Lin Bei nodded, his gaze fixed on Nan Lie:

"Rukawa Kaede needs emergency treatment."

"I'll go up and teach them what real cruelty is."

Go ahead, be careful.

Lin Bei stepped onto the field and ran into Rukawa Kaede, who was being helped off the field.

Rukawa Kaede gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "I can still fight."

Lin Bei reached out and patted his shoulder, his tone leaving no room for argument:

"Stop the bleeding, leave the rest to me."

Stepping onto the solid wood floor, Lin Bei casually twisted his neck, his bones making a cracking sound that made one's teeth ache.

He looked up at Nan Lie in the distance, a faint purple-gold light gleaming in the depths of his eyes.

"Ace Assassin?"

Lin Bei twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an extremely cruel sneer.

"Today, I will pull out your fangs one by one."