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

A collective gasp of horror erupted from the audience.

Everyone thought that Lin Bei's rather thin body would definitely be sent flying by this impact.

however.

At the same time that Amu started it.

A strange, crimson-gold glow flickered deep within Lin Bei's pupils.

"Eye of the Heavenly Emperor" is activated.

In Lin Bei's view, the entire stadium lost its original colors and transformed into a three-dimensional model composed of countless data and lines.

Time seemed to have been slowed down.

Amu's seemingly invincible charge became crystal clear in Lin Bei's eyes.

The angle of twisting of the left ankle.

The vibration frequency of core strength generation in the waist and abdomen.

Even the slightest contraction of the shoulder muscle group.

All the intentions behind exerting force were precisely analyzed and calculated in Lin Bei's mind.

"Too slow," Lin Bei murmured softly.

Just a fraction of a second before Amu's hard shoulder was about to slam into Lin Bei's chest.

At the brink of life and death.

Lin Bei's body moved.

He did not back down, nor did he try to use his strength to resist.

Instead, it was like a silent ghost in the dead of night, its toes lightly touching the floor.

With a bizarre posture that defies the laws of physics, the person silently slid half a body length away to the right and rear.

That half-body distance became the absolute boundary between life and death.

Amu's long-planned, almost all-out, ferocious attack struck the air without any suspense.

It was like a powerful punch thrown with all its might, which landed directly on a soft, fluffy ball of cotton.

An extremely uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness swept over Amu's entire body.

His original center of gravity, which he had used to fight, completely lost its support.

The inertia carried his massive body forward uncontrollably for two steps, nearly causing him to fall directly to the floor.

Amu's pupils constricted, and his heart skipped a beat.

"not good!"

Alarm bells rang in his mind as he tried to forcefully twist his waist to steady himself.

But it's too late.

While avoiding the impact, Lin Bei extended his long right arm.

The movements were extremely fluid, yet as fast as a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

With pinpoint accuracy, the fingertip made a precise cut to the lower side of the basketball in Amu's hand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear sound rang out in the silent stadium.

The basketball slipped out of Amu's control, changed its original trajectory, and rolled straight towards the Hainan team's empty backcourt.

Amu was terrified.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly steadying his staggering steps, and turned around to try and win back possession of the ball.

But his hand only grasped at a wisp of empty air.

Lin Bei had already launched himself out like an arrow the moment he was about to cut the ball.

He caught up with the rolling basketball in just a few steps.

Then, the scene became extremely bizarre.

After making the steal, Lin Bei didn't even bother to accelerate further.

He dribbled the ball slowly, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard, leisurely dribbling it across half the court.

The Hainan players on defense hadn't even had time to turn around.

The vast Hainan half of the stadium was completely deserted.

Lin Bei stepped onto the free-throw line, casually took two large steps, and lightly leaped into the air.

He didn't even choose a visually striking dunk.

It was just a very gentle flick of the wrist.

The basketball traced a beautiful parabola in the air, lightly hitting the backboard and swishing into the basket.

"Whoosh."

The numbers on the scoreboard then changed.

Xiangbei 14:12 Hainan.

The score has been reversed!

There was a moment of silence, followed by a terrifying roar that seemed to lift the roof off.

The highest point of the stands.

Haruko jumped up from her seat in excitement, covering her burning cheeks with her hands, her eyes filled with admiration.

"So cool!"

The Sakuragi Army next to them were jumping and hopping around without any regard for their image.

Takamiya Nozomi patted her large belly, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down her face.

"Did you see that?! That old fox, Maki, almost got split in two by Akira!"

Yohei blew an extremely loud, rascal-like whistle and started shouting:

"Young Master Lin Bei is invincible! He crushes the tortoise shell of Hainan!"

on the field.

Kiyota Nobunaga stood in the back, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets with rage.

His arrogant face was now flushed red, looking just like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Kiyota pointed at Lin Bei, who was slowly returning to defend, and jumped up and down in a fit of impotent rage.

"You bastard!"

Stop pretending!

"You were just lucky; you were blind to avoid Maki Shinichi's impact!"

Upon hearing this harsh taunt, Lin Bei stopped in his tracks.

He slowly turned his head, tilting it slightly to look at Kiyota.

A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, his eyes looking at an ant that was squabbling wildly on the roadside.

"Hey wild monkey, what's your hurry?"

Lin Bei's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Hainan player.

Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?

"Don't panic, you're next."

Kiyota was so taken aback by these extremely arrogant words that he couldn't breathe.

His face turned from red to green, but he couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal for a long time.

Under the basket of Shohoku.

Sakuragi Hanamichi, completely disregarding his image, clutched his stomach and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

He pointed to the spot where Amu had just stumbled and began to laugh loudly and unrestrainedly.

"Hahaha! This is hilarious!"

"A middle-aged man tried to stage an accident to extort money, but ended up falling flat on his face!"

"Lin Bei did a great job! These arrogant bastards deserve to be taught a lesson like that!"

Just as Sakuragi was laughing the loudest...

A huge dark shadow suddenly loomed over his head.

"Bang!"

A heavy and merciless flick of the forehead landed squarely on Sakuragi's red head.

Sakuragi screamed in pain and crouched down, clutching his head.

Akagi Takenori stood behind him with a dark face, his gorilla-like eyes filled with rage.

"idiot!"

Akagi unleashed a deafening roar into Sakuragi's ear.

"The competition has only just begun, don't get too cocky!"

"Get back on defense immediately!"

Surprisingly, Sakuragi, who would normally have jumped up and confronted Akagi, didn't argue this time.

He rubbed his head and took a deep breath.

Those eyes, which were originally full of mockery, now held back all their restlessness.

Sakuragi ran back to the three-point line with extreme speed.

He plunged his legs down hard, lowering his center of gravity to an extremely low position, and spread his long arms out.

He adopted an extremely standard and imposing defensive stance.

His eyes turned like those of a predatory beast guarding its prey, fixed intently on Hainan's inside game.

They went through so many fierce battles.

This once troublesome single-celled organism has learned to maintain absolute composure and focus during the most crucial moments of the competition.

Rukawa Kaede, standing not far away, glanced coldly at Sakuragi and let out a soft snort.

"You big idiot, you're just putting on an act."

Sakuragi didn't reply, but lowered his voice and snapped back:

"You damned fox, keep your own people in check."

"If you get surpassed, this genius won't be there to cover for you."

The two were bickering.

However, their defensive positioning was extremely coordinated, forming an impenetrable iron gate.

The atmosphere on the sidelines, however, plummeted to freezing point at that moment.

The referee picked up the basketball, blew the whistle, and handed the ball to the Hainan team.

Coach Gao Tou stood on the sidelines.

The folding fan in his hand was being squeezed so hard it was making a "crackling" sound, and the fan ribs were almost broken by his enormous grip.

The sneer that had been so confident and shrewd had completely vanished.

Instead, there was extreme shock and solemnity.