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

Sakuragi Hanamichi was stunned for a moment.

He then waved his fists and roared.

"You damned master!"

"This genius doesn't need your teaching!"

"I'll find that door again in no time!"

However, his roar had not yet subsided.

The atmosphere in the entire venue seemed to collapse eerily at that moment.

This is not a metaphor, but a genuine physiological collapse.

Maki Shinichi in the stands suddenly stood up straight, his back soaked with cold sweat.

"This feeling..."

"It's even more suffocating than facing a real tsunami."

In the center of the court, Lin Bei slowly closed his eyes.

Deep within my mind, the system's cold notification tone suddenly exploded.

"Ding! Host is facing an extreme match situation. Template permissions are fully unlocked."

"Loading—Kise Ryota template."

"Activating—a flawless imitation."

"Opening the Zone"

The moment Zone met with flawless imitation, the most terrifying chemical reaction of the Age of Miracles occurred.

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes.

"boom--"

An aura ten or even a hundred times more violent than that of Eiji Sawakita.

It swept wildly in all directions from Linbei as the center.

The lights overhead at the Hiroshima Stadium seemed to flicker violently due to the distortion of this magnetic field.

The white lightning in Zebei's eyes seemed to flicker like a candle flame in a storm in the face of this power.

"What...what is this...?"

Zebei stared intently at Lin Bei, a hint of fear appearing on his usually cold expression for the first time.

In the eyes of Zebei and all the players who touched the Zone, the scene surrounding Lin Bei was nothing short of a miracle.

A blindingly bright and violent yellow lightning bolt exploded directly in Lin Bei's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the yellow lightning bolt representing Kise Ryota did not exist alone as usual.

It transformed into the background color of a vast thunder pool.

"Sizzle—"

The blinding crimson lightning, representing Akashi Seijuro's absolute control and the Eye of the Emperor, burst forth from the pool of lightning like a dragon.

Immediately afterwards, a violent, purplish-black lightning bolt, mixed with the absolute destructive power of Murasakibara Atsushi that could crush everything, crashed down.

The deep, dark blue lightning, like the ghostly, unpredictable wildness of Aomine Daiki, leaped wildly around Lin Bei.

Finally, there was a flash of emerald-green lightning, as cold as jade.

That was Midorima Shintaro's absolute accuracy and range across the entire field.

Red, purple, blue, and green.

The four different colors of lightning, perfectly integrated within the yellow lightning pool, resembled an impenetrable divine net.

They were tightly wrapped around Lin Bei's body.

Five-colored divine lightning intertwined and entwined.

At this moment, Lin Bei's eyes had completely lost all human emotion.

It was a form of absolute tyrant that transcended all rules.

Even dust can hold sparks, and the football field can nurture geniuses.

"Oh My God……"

Sendoh and Maki Shinichi just stared blankly at the monster on the field, which was enveloped in multicolored lightning.

"Five... five completely different kinds of oppressive aura emanated from him at the same time."

"How could this be something a human being could do?"

The game continues, and Sannoh Industrial has possession of the ball.

Kazunari Fukatsu suppressed his fear and tried to find Sawakita's position outside the three-point line.

However, just as he was about to make a bounce pass...

A sudden flash of crimson lightning appeared in Lin Bei's eyes.

"The Eye of the Heavenly Emperor".

The moment Fukatsu made a wrist movement, Lin Bei appeared in the passing lane as if by teleportation.

No need for any extra predictions; it's an absolute understanding of the future.

"Too slow."

Lin Bei coldly uttered three words, while a dark blue lightning bolt erupted from his leg muscles.

Aomine Daiki's absolute speed.

"Whoosh—"

Fukatsu only felt a blur before his eyes, and the basketball in his hand had vanished into thin air.

"What?!"

Fukatsu's pupils dilated; his proud composure was shattered in that instant.

Sawakita Eiji reacted extremely quickly, and with the help of Zone, he chased after them like a madman.

"I won't let you pass!"

In the blink of an eye, Zebei was right next to Lin Bei.

He tried to force Lin Bei to slow down by physically confronting him.

"Trying to stop me?"

Lin Bei's cold voice boomed in Ze Bei Rongzhi's ears.

Zebei's pupils dilated; he had pushed Zone's abilities to their limit.

He clearly predicted Lin Bei's breakthrough route.

The muscles tensed instantly, firmly blocking the faint blue flash.

"Don't be so arrogant, I'm number one in the country..." Zebei roared through gritted teeth.

But he didn't finish his sentence.

Lin Bei's center of gravity suddenly tilted in the opposite direction in a bizarre arc that would make even Newton turn in his grave.

The rubber soles of the sneakers rubbed against the wooden floor, producing a piercing popping sound.

Daiki Aomine's unpredictable dribbling!

The transition between extreme stillness and extreme motion is compressed to a fraction of a second.

"What?"

Zebei felt a flash of dark blue lightning before his eyes.

His prized defensive experience, his Zone-level acceleration, and his ability to anticipate the future became a joke in that instant.

Lin Bei's body skimmed across the floor almost touching the floor.

His shoulder brushed against Zebei's jersey, stirring up a gust of cold wind.

Without the slightest pause.

There were no unnecessary feints.

It's a pure matter of speed and agility, a devastating blow!

Zebei couldn't even reach out before being instantly overtaken by that ferocious figure.

He turned his head stiffly, watching the figure rushing towards the restricted area, his eyes filled with the word "fear" for the first time.

"Too fast... This speed is beyond what a human could achieve." Zebei's lips were trembling.

Inside the Hiroshima Stadium, everyone's breath seemed to stop.

But Lin Bei's solo show has only just begun.

He caught the ball with one hand, like a completely out-of-control heavy armored vehicle, and drove straight into the heart of Sannoh Industrial's penalty area.

There stood the last two sighing walls of the Mountain King.

Masashi Kawata, Masahiro Nobe.

"Don't even think about going there!" Kawada roared like a wild beast.

"This is Sannoh's restricted area, not a place for you to run wild!" Nobe roared back.

Two formidable inside players rose up simultaneously.

The muscles, weighing over 200 pounds, formed a wall of flesh that blotted out the sky.

They wanted to use their sheer weight and strength to forcefully film this arrogant first-year student.

A normal player would have either pulled up for a layup or passed the ball to the basket after being double-teamed like that.

But in Lin Bei's eyes, the purplish-black lightning representing Murasakibara Atsushi was completely boiling over.

"You're blocking the way, you piece of trash!"

Lin Bei had no intention of hiding at all.

Holding the ball with one hand, he forcefully jumped over two defenders!

"boom!"

The three bodies collided violently in mid-air.

The dull thud of bones colliding with muscles echoed throughout the venue via the microphone.

The audience in the front row were so frightened that they closed their eyes, afraid of seeing the horrific scene of Lin Bei being hit and thrown into the air.

However, a chilling scene unfolded.

The moment Okawada made contact with Lin Bei, his expression changed drastically.

He felt like he had bumped into a live volcano that was erupting, not a high school student!

That terrifying power swept away everything in its path, instantly shattering Kawada's proud ability to fight back.

Nobe let out a muffled groan as his center of gravity was violently disrupted in mid-air.

"The hammer of destruction!"