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

Hiroshima Prefectural Gymnasium.

Even professional players who are used to big games.

Even inside this massive stadium that can hold tens of thousands of people, the terrifying sound waves that seem to rip the roof off would make your legs go weak.

"The Mountain King! The Mountain King! The Mountain King!!!"

A unified roar, accompanied by the muffled thuds of inflatable cheering sticks colliding wildly.

Like a tangible tsunami, wave after wave crashed against the court floor.

"Beep—!"

The referee blew his whistle, signaling the start of the first half for both teams to begin their final warm-up.

Takenori Akagi completely ignored the deafening shouts from the sidelines.

With a stern face, he strode to the center of Shohoku's half of the court.

"Come here, all of you!" Akagi growled.

Without the slightest hesitation, Rukawa Kaede, Mitsui Hisashi, Miyagi Ryota, Sakuragi Hanamichi, Lin Bei...

Along with Kogure and the others on the bench, they immediately surged over like a tidal wave.

A tight, impenetrable iron wall was formed in the center of the field.

Everyone's right hands were tightly clasped together, their burning body heat passing between them through their skin.

Akagi Takenori took a deep breath, veins bulging on his rugged face.

His eyes swept over every face in front of him.

Then, using all his remaining strength, he let out a roar:

"Shohoku!!!"

The sound was extremely loud, carrying a resolute determination to burn one's bridges.

They managed to tear a hole in the air amidst the cheers of Sannoh!

"Whoa whoa!!"

"come on!!!"

Everyone simultaneously raised their heads and let out a hysterical roar!

A roar erupted into the sky.

With an aggressive and ruthless aura that showed no mercy to anyone, they swept across the entire half of the field.

The spectators in the stands, who were cheering wildly for their team, were startled by the sudden, unified roar.

The noise paused briefly.

"Hey...you're really something else."

"Yeah, it's amazing that they can still shout so loudly when facing a champion like Sannoh."

On the sidelines, Ayako stood with one hand on her hip.

He tapped his palm hard with the paper fan.

"Good! That's the spirit!"

A wild smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

On the other side, in Sannoh Industrial's half of the field.

The Sannoh warriors, dressed in pure white warm-up suits, were ready.

The atmosphere in the stadium was immediately pushed to its peak.

"Look! It's Fukatsu!"

"Kawata! We're going to crush their inside game today too!"

"Sawakita!! The Number One High School Student!!!"

The cheers from the audience were deafening.

Many female fans have already started screaming.

However, this is enough to break the mental defenses of any ordinary team.

In the eyes of the Xiangbei team, who had just been brainwashed by Lin Bei's "villain script," it was nothing to mention.

"Hmph! What a piece of junk!"

Akagi Takenori snorted and slammed the basketball heavily onto the floor.

Right now, all he can see is the basketball hoop and the number one center in the country he's about to face.

The noise from the outside world couldn't affect a single hair on his head.

As Miyagi Ryota dribbled between his legs, he curled his lip in disdain:

"Tch, I've completely come to terms with it."

"Today I'll show you speed as fast as lightning!"

Mitsui Hisashi was even more arrogant, casually throwing out a swish three-pointer.

As he watched the basketball go through the net, he laughed arrogantly.

"I am Mitsui Hisashi, the man of fire who crawled back from hell."

"If I'm not afraid of death, why would I be afraid of you guys?"

Rukawa Kaede maintained his perpetually icy expression, not even glancing at Sannoh's side.

Lin Bei, standing at the very back of the line, yawned loudly and without any regard for politeness.

He slumped his lifeless eyes and said, "So sleepy..."

Only Sakuragi Hanamichi was sporting a conspicuous bald head.

He stood with his hands on his hips, looking very unhappy.

He stared intently at the Sannoh players who were dominating the opposite half of the court, his back teeth grinding together.

"Damn it... what are these monks so arrogant about?"

"Why did they steal everyone's thunder?!"

Seeing this, Kogure Kiminobu quickly went over and patted Sakuragi on the shoulder:

"Sakuragi, ignore the audience's reactions, let's just focus on playing our own game."

"Don't worry about it?!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemingly burning with two balls of fire.

In this genius's dictionary, there is never an option to "give the limelight to someone else"!

"This genius doesn't care about your stuff!"

Before he finished speaking, Sakuragi Hanamichi suddenly bent down and picked up a brand new basketball.

Immediately afterwards, he became like a tyrannical dragon that had completely broken free of its reins.

With a sudden burst of power, he crossed the midfield line.

He sprinted towards the half of the court where Sannoh Industrial was warming up!

Sakuragi Hanamichi's speed is astonishing.

With an unstoppable, fierce momentum, they charged straight towards Sannoh Industrial's basket.

Kazunari Fukatsu, Masashi Okawata, and the others on Sannoh's side were all stunned.

No one expected that an opponent would actually come to their territory and cause trouble during the pre-match warm-up!

"Get out of my way!" Sakuragi Hanamichi roared in his mind.

This time, he didn't make a fool of himself.

Images of the special training flashed wildly through his mind, along with the terrifying aerial maneuvers Lin Bei had once displayed.

There was still a considerable distance between them and the basket.

One step inside the free throw line!

Sakuragi Hanamichi's feet were like a stabilizing needle, firmly nailed to the floor.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud as the floor trembled, the terrifying muscle fibers in Sakuragi's thighs instantly exploded!

He was like a red rocket that had been detonated, soaring into the sky!

"So tall!"

Masashi Okawada's eyes widened suddenly, and his neck involuntarily tilted upwards.

Sakuragi Hanamichi gripped the basketball tightly to his chest with both hands in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible burst of strength from the waist and abdomen was unleashed.

His body, in mid-air, forcefully completed an extremely graceful 360-degree turn, full of violent aesthetics!

The moment he faced the basket again, his head was almost level with the basket!

Sakuragi Hanamichi grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and roared wildly:

"Take this!!"

"The hammer of genius!!!"

"boom--!!!"

Holding the ball with both hands, he slammed it into the basket with the ferocity of a falling meteor!

The enormous reaction force caused the entire basketball hoop to shake violently, emitting a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound.

The blast-proof glass on the backboard trembled violently, as if it were about to shatter completely at any moment!

silence.

A deathly silence.

The once noisy Hiroshima Stadium.

At that moment, it was as if someone had pressed the mute button.

Everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the floor as they stared intently at the red-haired boy hanging from the Sannoh basketball hoop, swaying back and forth.

"What...are you kidding me?!"

"It's been poured in!"

Even Lin Bei, who had been in a semi-conscious state, opened his eyes wide at this moment.

He touched his chin and burst out laughing.

"Sakuragi... he's got some skills."

"The hammer of destruction..."

"You just watched me do it once, and then you tried to learn it completely?"