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

There was even a faint force of rebound that made his arms go numb.

"I can't push it up..."

"It's simply impossible to push it up!"

Miki's heart was immediately filled with panic.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the attack time was ticking away second by second.

"We have no choice but to force a shot!"

He made up his mind.

Taking advantage of his height, he forcefully twisted his body.

Raise the basketball overhead with both hands.

He tossed the ball toward the basket in an extremely awkward and stiff manner.

"That's too much of a stretch!"

Akagi shouted.

"The rebound is mine!"

The moment Mikio released his shot, Sakuragi Hanamichi had already judged that the ball was bound to miss.

He braced his leg muscles, ready to jump at any moment.

They snatched that priceless defensive rebound.

"Clang!"

The basketball slammed heavily against the rim and bounced high into the air.

Sakuragi Hanamichi was about to cheer and jump for joy.

Just then.

A huge shadow fell over his head without warning.

"What?!"

Sakuragi suddenly looked up.

A rugged and fierce figure came into view.

It resembles an ancient giant bear soaring into the sky from the Siberian ice field.

It passed over everyone's heads.

It reached a breathtaking height in mid-air.

Masashi Kawada!

His large, fan-like hands gripped the rebounding basketball tightly in mid-air.

His arms were thick and muscular, with prominent veins.

There were no fancy moves.

Only the purest and most violent aesthetics of power.

"boom!"

Kawada slammed the basketball into the hoop with one hand!

The enormous impact pulled on the rim.

It makes a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound.

The entire basketball hoop shook violently under this terrifying force.

24: 20!

Sannoh Industrial, the score is very close!

Upon landing, Masashi Kawata let out a beast-like roar.

Those sharp eyes were fixed on Akagi and Sakuragi.

It seemed to be declaring who the true overlord of this restricted area was.

"Waaaaaaah!"

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

"Kawada is so handsome!"

"Just two goals away! We can definitely turn this around and win!"

"Sannoh, Sannoh, charge forward! Crush them!"

The cheers from the audience swept in like a tsunami, one wave higher than the next.

Supporters of Sannoh Industries went into a frenzy of celebration.

The deafening roar seemed to engulf everyone in Shohoku.

Miki stands under the basket.

He scratched the back of his head.

He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Big brother... I'm sorry, I messed up again."

Masashi Okawada slapped his younger brother on the broad shoulder.

His eyes were wide open in anger.

"What are you apologizing for!"

"This is just the beginning!"

"Get back on defense right now!"

"Don't give them a chance to launch a fast attack!"

"yes!"

Miki shuddered.

He quickly strode off towards the back of the field.

The cheers were like a tsunami.

It was accompanied by immense psychological pressure.

It weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone in Xiangbei.

On the bench of Shohoku High School.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Coach Anzai pushed up his reflective glasses and remained silent.

Amidst this suffocating sense of pressure from playing away from home.

He always sat at the very end of the bench.

Rukawa Kaede, who had a white towel covering his head and seemed to be isolated from the world, suddenly moved.

His long, narrow, and cold phoenix eyes.

His gaze swept over Eiji Sawakita on the field.

Ultimately, the blame fell on Lin Bei, who was preparing to retreat.

He knew that Lin Bei's physical fitness was a potential problem.

Coach Anzai's tactic was to have Lin Bei take over the game in the last five minutes of the first half and completely destroy Sannoh.

But now, there are still a full ten minutes left in the first half.

If we allow the Mountain King to gain momentum at this time...

Shohoku couldn't hold on for even five minutes.

Someone has to fill this time gap.

Someone has to go and fight that monster, Eiji Sawakita, with bayonets.

Go and consume, go and bleed!

Lin Bei needs to rest!

Rukawa Kaede took a deep breath.

He ripped the towel off his head and tossed it onto the seat.

His slender body suddenly stood up.

"coach."

Rukawa Kaede's voice wasn't loud.

Yet it reached the ears of everyone on the bench with remarkable clarity.

He looked directly at Coach Anzai.

His eyes burned with an unprecedented determination and fervor.

"Since we're going to fight for the last 5 minutes..."

"Let me go first."

These words were spoken.

The entire Shohoku bench fell into a deathly silence.

Kiminobu Kogure's eyes widened, his gaze filled with disbelief behind his glasses.

Ayako covered her mouth.

He didn't even notice that his tactical board had fallen to the ground.

Everyone was looking at Rukawa Kaede as if he were a monster.

This is a super rookie who has always been independent and whose bones are filled with arrogance and lone wolf attributes.

That Rukawa Kaede whose mind is filled only with "I am the best in the world"...

He actually volunteered to be a expendable resource?

He was willing to face the terrifying firepower of Sawakita Eiji, just to pave the way for Lin Bei.

To buy Lin Bei precious rest time?!

"Rukawa Kaede..."

Ayako murmured to herself, her eyes slightly warm.

That dead fox has really grown up.

Coach Anzai looked into Rukawa's eyes, which were devoid of any ulterior motives.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

He nodded slowly.

"Go ahead, Rukawa-kun."

"These few minutes are yours."

"Beep—!"

The referee blew his whistle.

"Shohoku makes a substitution!"

There are 10 minutes left in the first half.

Rukawa Kaede stepped onto the court and headed towards the scorer's table.

Lin Bei stopped when he heard the whistle.

He watched as Rukawa Kaede walked towards him.

She raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

A fleeting moment of intersection.

Sawakita Eiji, who had been staring at Lin Bei, let out a cold laugh.

He raised his chin.

"What's wrong?"

"You gave up after only playing for a short while?"

Faced with Zebei's provocation.

Lin Bei didn't even have the desire to be angry.

He yawned.

His eyes were languid yet held a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

"What's the rush?"

Lin Bei smiled faintly.

The voice wasn't loud, but every word was piercing.

"I hope you can still speak to me in this tone later."

"Don't let your guard down too easily."

"I'm just going to get a drink of water."

"You better pray that you haven't been torn to pieces by this dead fox when I come back up."

Lin Bei walked towards the bench without looking back.

Sawakita Eiji's smile froze instantly.

Anger burned fiercely in his eyes.

Lin Bei walked to the sidelines and took the water bottle that Cai Zi handed him.

He tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful of ice water.

My gaze swept across the chaotic crowd on the field.

The image fell upon the back of the man wearing the number 11 jersey, who was staring coldly at Eiji Sawakita.

Lin Bei's smile was genuine.

"interesting."

Lin Bei silently recited in his heart.

I thought only that red-haired idiot was growing up.

Unexpectedly, this stubborn fox, proud to the core, has also learned the importance of teamwork.

They learned to be patient and to lay the groundwork for ultimate victory.

This Shohoku team is no longer a group of lone assassins pieced together.

They are transforming into a force truly capable of slaying gods.

Monster Legion.