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

A furious roar exploded.

The point guard, who was just past half-court, was startled and quickly lobbed the ball high towards the inside.

The basketball soared over everyone's heads and landed steadily in Tsurumi Kenji's large hands.

"Well done!"

Kenji Tsurumi received the ball and exerted force, his muscles bulging.

There were no unnecessary feints.

He took full advantage of his wingspan, forcefully turned around and took off, overpowering Akagi Takenori!

"Don't even think about it!"

Akagi Takenori's eyes widened, like an enraged silverback gorilla, and he leaped into the air along with him.

But Kenji Tsurumi's wingspan is just too abnormal.

He held the basketball high above his head, so high that Akagi couldn't even reach it with his fingertips.

"Did you see that?!"

"This is the true strength of the top four in the country!"

"That's enough for you!"

Kenji Tsurumi burst into laughter, and with a sudden burst of strength in his arm, he prepared to slam the ball into the basket!

Just when he thought the dunk was a sure thing—

A black and red figure shot into the air like a ghost from the weak side baseline!

There was no hesitation or ambiguity, only pure and extreme explosive power.

"Who?!"

Kenji Tsurumi felt as if the light above his head was blocked by a shadow.

He turned his head in horror.

What met his eyes was a pair of cold, mocking, and unfathomable eyes.

Linbei!

When did this guy suddenly appear?!

"this one?"

"He's nowhere near as good as Sakuragi."

In mid-air, Lin Bei's languid voice clearly reached Tsurumi Kenji's ears.

What?!

Kenji Tsurumi hadn't even had a chance to get angry.

What happened the next second made him question the meaning of life.

Lin Bei's body was in mid-air, assuming a posture that defied the laws of physics.

His right arm wasn't stiffly straight like a normal block, but instead displayed a spine-chilling flexibility.

The shoulder joint stretched outward as if it had been dislocated, and the entire arm was stretched much longer in a very short distance!

This is absolutely not the kind of physical structure a perimeter player should have!

"Smack—!!!"

A crisp, ear-piercing bang.

Lin Bei's hand, which seemed to have extended, struck first and pressed firmly on the basketball that Tsurumi Kenji was holding high!

Abnormal hang time, coupled with an unusual arm span.

Lin Bei's strength and height directly constituted a dimensional reduction attack.

"Get down!"

Lin Bei lowered his eyelids slightly and suddenly exerted force in his arm muscles.

The perfect fusion of neutralizing force and inch force in Tai Chi, pressing down hard!

"boom!"

The basketball was forcibly pulled out of Tsurumi Kenji's hands.

With tremendous kinetic energy, it slammed into the backboard with a dull thud!

A solid, nail-studded hat!

Kenji Tsurumi lost his balance and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

He slumped to the floor, looking up at Lin Bei, who was hanging on the basketball hoop with one hand.

Lin Bei looked at him as if he were looking at an ant.

Kenji Tsurumi's rugged face was completely drained of color, filled with a look of utter terror as if he had seen a ghost.

"A monster..."

Kenji Tsurumi's lips trembled, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

On the sidelines, the bench of Aihe Academy was deathly silent.

The coach's tactical board fell to the ground with a "thud".

His eyes were fixed on the court, cold sweat soaking through the back of his shirt.

"It's not just about external shooting techniques..."

Ai and the coach's voices trembled, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Even the physical attributes of inside players... that abnormal wingspan and hang time."

How is this possible?!

Lin Bei's "perfect imitation" is not limited to technique at all!

As long as his physical condition holds up, he can become anyone on the field, even more lethal than the original!

What tactical system?

What defensive rotation?

In the face of such an absolute dimensional reduction attack, it's all a joke!

"Oh My God……"

Akagi Takenori, standing under the basket, was also dumbfounded.

He looked at Lin Bei, who landed lightly, and felt the terrifying pressure he had just experienced. He couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.

"This guy is a complete freak."

Akagi muttered a curse under his breath, his tone full of undisguised admiration.

"Well done, Master!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi excitedly waved his fist not far away.

"Let these country bumpkins see what the true strength of Shohoku is!"

"Shut up and get back on defense."

Lin Bei glanced at Sakuragi with annoyance and casually shook his slightly sore wrist.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the second half of the Love and Academy match had become incredibly tense.

"We absolutely cannot let him go on this killing spree!"

Ai and the coach on the sidelines suddenly snapped back to reality.

Like a wolf cornered in a desperate situation, it frantically makes hand gestures.

"Change tactics! Full press!"

"Four people go and keep an eye on him!"

A sinister glint flashed in the coach's eyes.

"Even if he's a god, his physical strength has its limits!"

"Use the most intense confrontation to wear him down!"

"If we can drain his energy, Shohoku is just a bunch of paper tigers!"

Upon receiving the instructions, Ai and the players' expressions changed completely.

That was a kind of ruthlessness born from being driven to a dead end.

"beep--!"

The referee blew the whistle, and Shohoku inbounded the ball from their backcourt.

Just as Miyagi Ryota was about to receive the ball, Ai and point guard Kageyama Shun clung to him like two stubborn plasters.

"Don't even think about getting the ball comfortably, you shorty!" Ai and the point guard spat out trash talk through gritted teeth.

Miyagi's brows were furrowed.

In this kind of intense close-quarters combat, it's easy to make a mistake if you force a catch.

Just then, Lin Bei strolled leisurely to the vicinity of the free throw line.

"ball."

He only said one word.

Gongcheng immediately understood and delivered the ball smoothly to Lin Bei with a high toss.

However, Lin Bei just touched the basketball—

"Go! Surround him and kill him!"

Moroboshi Dai let out a furious roar.

All four players from Aihe Academy pounced on Lin Bei from four directions like mad dogs!

The impenetrable defensive wall completely surrounded them!

The sneakers rubbed wildly against the wooden floor, making a screeching sound.

Mixed in with the other person's heavy breathing and the trash talk sprayed onto my face.

"Let's see how you run now!"

"Leave the ball, you arrogant freshman!"

Too noisy.

Lin Bei frowned slightly.

Surrounded by these four sweaty guys, he wasn't flustered at all.

I just find it...extremely noisy.

"Since you guys like running around so much..."

Lin Bei slowly closed his eyes.

In my mind, images of Ryota Miyagi breaking through his limits and transforming into lightning flashed by.

That kind of absolute speed, achieved by pushing bodily functions to their absolute limit and relying entirely on instinct...

"Then let you chase me all you want."

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes.

His deep eyes held a chilling sharpness.

"A flawless imitation—lightning fast!"

"boom!"

Lin Bei suddenly exerted force with his thigh muscles, lowering his center of gravity to an unbelievable angle in less than 0.1 seconds.

"What is he going to do?!"

Moroboshi's pupils contracted sharply, a deadly sense of crisis creeping over his entire body.

Before they could react, Lin Bei made his move!

There were no fancy dribbling moves, no unnecessary feints.

Only the purest and most violent linear acceleration!

"Whoosh—!"

Like a black lightning bolt tearing through the night!

Lin Bei, with an extremely wild attitude, forcefully moved between Moroboshi Dai and Kageyama Shun.

It cut into that gap of only a dozen centimeters like a sharp blade!

"So fast!"

"Stop him!"