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

His facial features contorted on the spot.

The red-haired bald man, like a pin hit by a bowling ball, fell backward and crashed out of the frame.

The video recording room was deathly silent.

Even the whooshing sound from the air conditioner vents seemed particularly jarring.

The entire Sannoh team: "..."

Kawada silently sat back down in his original position, raising his hand to pinch his wildly throbbing temples.

Sawakita Eiji opened his mouth, but the retort he was about to say was abruptly cut off by a strange dry cough.

Fukatsu Kazunari held his water glass in mid-air, his eyes unusually revealing a clear-eyed stupidity.

"What's this...?"

"A pre-match acrobatic showcase for Shohoku?"

Okawada forced out the words through gritted teeth, feeling as if his intelligence was being rubbed into the ground.

"What are they after, starting this guy?"

"What special passive ability does this kid have?"

"Does catching a basketball with your face increase your chances of grabbing a rebound?"

Zebei looked on with a puzzled expression, turning to stare at the intelligence analyst.

"Uh... I don't know."

"Although there have been a few standout performances..."

"But based on the data, he is a complete novice; his motor skills are extremely abnormal."

"Maybe...because he's good at rebounding?"

The intelligence analyst frantically flipped through the folders, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Rebounding?"

Nobehiro, sitting in the corner, let out a cold snort.

As the rebounding machine of Sannoh, he has an absolute possessiveness towards these three words.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with disdain for the king of the paint.

"Him?" Nobe's voice was icy.

"Tomorrow, I will not let him touch even half of the backboard."

"That kind of idiotic amateur is an insult to basketball."

"I'm definitely going to beat this clown to a pulp inside!"

Domoto Goro didn't reply, but pressed continue playback with a cold face.

"Don't jump to conclusions, let's keep watching."

The scene cuts to a highlight reel of Shohoku's game.

Sakuragi Hanamichi takes the ball and launches a fast break, leaping high into the air.

His posture was so relaxed, it looked like he was about to unleash a spectacular dunk from the free-throw line.

Nobe Masahiro's pupils contracted; that jumping ability... was indeed something else.

The next second...

In the scene, Sakuragi flew over his head and went straight over the basket.

With a "bang," his head slammed into the backboard, and he fell face-first into the mud, ball and all.

The members of the Sannoh group: "..."

The scene then shifts to the match against Toyotama.

Sakuragi Hanamichi made an extremely stylish mid-range shot, accurately passing the ball to a spectator on the sidelines.

The members of the Sannoh group: "..."

Even the usually expressionless Kazushige Fukatsu couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose:

"Shohoku's coach must have had heart bypass surgery."

The oppressive atmosphere in the video room was completely shattered by this idiotic move.

For the first time in their lives, the top high school students of Sannoh watched a game recording and felt like they were questioning the meaning of life.

Have you had enough of this farce?

Domoto Goro's cold voice suddenly cut in, like a bucket of ice water being poured over someone's head.

He abruptly pressed the fast forward button.

The videotape emitted a piercing rewinding sound, and the screen flashed with blocks of color.

"True monsters never stoop to performing acrobatics."

A chilling glint flashed behind Goro Domoto's glasses.

"Get rid of those ridiculous, overconfident thoughts in your heads."

"Clear it all now, immediately!"

"Click".

The button pops up, and the screen freezes.

The temperature in the video recording room seemed to drop to freezing point.

On the screen, a figure wearing a number 16 jersey appeared.

Linbei.

There was no humor, no acrobatics.

In the picture, the man's eyes reveal an extreme indifference, as if he regards all things as ants.

Just looking at each other through the screen made the hairs on the back of Sawakita Eiji stand on end.

"Next up is the last person from Shohoku."

"That's also their real trump card, Lin Bei."

Domoto Goro's voice was more solemn than ever before.

He pressed play again and began to switch frequently between Lin Bei's outrageous actions in various matches.

The first scene. A match against Hainan.

Lin Bei holds the ball at the top of the arc, facing off against Maki Shinichi, the top player in Kanagawa.

On the screen, Lin Bei made an exaggerated change of direction that defied human biomechanics, his ankles almost touching the ground, the basketball bouncing like a ghost between his fingertips.

"Bang!"

Emperor Mu, known for his physical prowess and defense, suddenly lost his balance and knelt heavily in front of Lin Bei!

Lin Bei didn't even glance at Mu Shenyi kneeling at his feet, and directly pulled up a three-pointer, swishing it cleanly into the net. A decisive blow to the spirit!

The second scene. Facing Toyotama.

Lin Bei faced Nan Lie's malicious charge in the penalty area.

Without dodging or flinching, Lin Bei's body twisted and sank in an extremely strange manner, using Tai Chi to neutralize the force, followed by an incomparably fierce "Iron Mountain Lean".

"boom!"

Even through the screen, you could feel the terrifying impact. Nan Lie was sent flying three meters away like a kite with a broken string!

The third scene, the fourth scene...

A miraculous shot from a negative angle, a steal predicted with the eyes of the gods, a guaranteed dunk after cutting straight through Takasago, dribbling without any set pattern to walk the defender like a dog, an ultra-high parabolic three-pointer...

The video room was eerily silent.

All that remained was the hissing sound of the videotape spinning and the players' heavy breathing.

Kawada gripped the cushion tightly in his arms, the veins on the back of his hand bulging:

"What kind of monster is this guy...?"

Sawakita Eiji's once relaxed sitting posture was long gone.

He stared intently at Lin Bei on the screen, a frenzied fighting spirit burning in his eyes, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his temple.

"This Lin Bei..."

Domoto Goro paused and turned around.

Facing this group of team members who were so shocked they were speechless.

"Although he's just a substitute on the roster, his position is extremely versatile."

"Or rather, he doesn't have a fixed position at all."

Domoto walked to the tactics board, pulled out a red marker, and circled all five positions.

"He can play forward and tear apart defenses with his unstoppable one-on-one skills."

"He can play shooting guard and hit a swish three-pointer from anywhere in the half-court."

"He can play point guard, and he anticipates all your moves with those eyes that seem to see into the future."

"even……"

Domoto gave Okawada a deep look.

"He can also play center forward, dominating opponents with absolute power in the penalty area."

The marker made a heavy dot on the tactics board.

"Although his total playing time wasn't very long."

"But the moment he steps onto that wooden floor, he can completely turn the tide within minutes!"

Kazunari Fukatsu lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice, "An unsolvable hexagonal warrior."

"That's right, there's no solution." Goro Domoto took a deep breath.

"I've wondered countless times why Coach Anzai would keep such a formidable player on the bench?"

"A talent of this caliber, if allowed to play the entire game, would be enough to lead any team to national dominance."

Domoto's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on the videotape that had just been played for Sakuragi Hanamichi.

He suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"But then I saw that player named Sakuragi, and it dawned on me."

"confuse!"

Domoto placed his hands on the table, his eyes sharp as knives.

"Shohoku is using Sakuragi to confuse all their opponents!"

"To make people think that Shohoku has many weaknesses, and to make people underestimate Shohoku!"

The members of the Mountain King suddenly looked up, as if they had grasped some key point.

The group suddenly understood!

Kawada slammed his fist on the tatami mat: "I see!"

"That Sakuragi Hanamichi is just a smokescreen for laughs!"

"Not only that."

Domoto Goro grabbed a detailed data analysis report and slammed it on the table.

"Coach Anzai did this..."

"It's to cover up Lin Bei's most fatal weakness!"