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

【Ding--】

[The template for Atsushi Murasakibara from "Generation of Miracles" has been secretly switched.]

[Absolute defense and destructive power fully loaded]

A terrifying power, like that of an ancient behemoth awakening, surged up the spine and frantically poured into every muscle fiber of the body.

His originally slender body seemed to have swelled up at this moment, exuding a savage aura that was enough to chill people to death.

Lin Bei lowered his head slightly, and the stray hairs on his forehead cast shadows under the light.

Looking down at Amu, who was gritting his teeth and exerting all his strength, his eyes were like those of someone looking at an unreasonable child.

"this one?"

"Haven't you eaten, uncle?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling coldness that clearly penetrated Amu's ears.

This sarcastic remark, delivered with the force of a dimensional reduction attack, was like the fuse that lit a powder keg, shattering Amu's remaining rationality.

"Stop being so arrogant, you brat!"

Amu was completely enraged.

A king's dignity will never allow himself to be so humiliated in a direct confrontation of power.

If we can't break through by brute force, then we'll use our skills to take it by force!

He abruptly stopped shifting his weight backward, and using the reaction force from Lin Bei's chest, his thick right leg slammed into the floor like a compass.

Turn around and jump.

The movements were executed in one fluid motion, incredibly fast.

The massive body stretched out to its fullest extent in mid-air, unleashing the full power of its waist and abdomen.

Amu held the basketball high, facing Linbei.

Prepare to finish the attack with a signature hang time layup that has ended the careers of countless top centers.

"Go to hell!" Amu roared in mid-air.

Having already seen the trajectory of the basket, as long as the ball is thrown out the instant it falls, even Akagi would have no chance of blocking it from that angle.

However, one thing was overlooked.

Lin Bei now possesses the terrifying talent of Murasakibara Atsushi.

"Too slow."

Lin Bei's eyes were cold.

A fraction of a second after Amu jumped, he slowly bent his knees.

Those who arrive later arrive first.

"boom--!"

Lin Bei rose abruptly from the ground, like a demon god crawling out of hell.

The terrifying speed and altitude of the projectile directly blocked out the blinding spotlights from the dome.

A huge shadow instantly enveloped Amu's entire body.

Amu stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the figure that kept growing taller in his line of sight.

The time he was so proud of in the air was a joke in front of Lin Bei.

"What kind of monstrous jumping ability is that...?"

In mid-air, Amu gritted his teeth and forcefully twisted his wrist, trying to pull the ball down to avoid a block.

But that long, slender arm with bulging veins had already captured the basketball's trajectory with the precision of a missile tracker.

"Snapped!"

A deafeningly clear and loud bang.

Under the horrified gaze of the entire audience, this became the most crucial and chilling moment of the entire match.

In mid-air, Lin Bei's outstretched hand pressed firmly against the basketball in A Mu's hand.

It was neither knocked away nor knocked down.

It means pressing down on someone in an extremely brutal and forceful manner.

The two engaged in an extremely fierce struggle in mid-air.

Amu clung tightly to the basketball with all his might, veins bulging on his forehead, trying to break free from its clutches.

"Let go of me!"

However, the large hand pressing on the basketball remained motionless, like a hydraulic clamp.

Lin Bei looked down at the face that was distorted from excessive exertion and burst out laughing.

Murasakibara Atsushi's destructive power erupted in full force.

"Get down!"

Lin Bei roared, his arm muscles bulging like writhing dragons.

Instead of flicking the ball, he slammed Amu, along with the ball, into the ground while he was in mid-air!

"Bang—Boom!"

The dull thud echoed through the stadium.

Amu's pride in his physical abilities completely crumbled under the crushing force of absolute power.

I crashed heavily onto the smooth wooden floor. The huge impact made my vision go black for a moment, and it felt like all the air in my chest had been squeezed out.

The basketball left his hand and bounced high into the air.

"I got it!"

Under the basket, Takenori Akagi, like a raging lion smelling blood, grabbed the ball tightly and held it close to his chest.

Seeing Amu lying on the ground, my heart pounded wildly.

That once arrogant emperor of Hainan was actually forced down from the sky!

"Well done!"

Akagi's eyes reddened with excitement, and he roared to the sky.

"Quick attack—!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Bei landed without pausing for a moment.

Without even glancing at Amu lying on the ground, he stomped his foot hard on the floor.

He was like a black panther poised to pounce, tearing through Hainan's still-developing defense and charging wildly towards the front.

"Stop him! Retreat quickly!"

Coach Gao was screaming hoarsely on the sidelines, his folding fan already deformed from being squeezed so tightly.

Without any hesitation, Akagi swung his right arm in a wide arc.

A long pass that spanned the entire field sent the ball hurtling towards the front like a cannonball.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Lin Bei ran to the three-point line and received the pass accurately.

Directly in front, Jin Zongyilang, the only player on the Hainan team who had retreated to his defensive position, was firmly standing outside the restricted area.

Ah Shen spread his arms wide, his face pale, and his legs trembling uncontrollably.

There was no way to retreat; even if it meant committing a foul, they had to stop this monster with its incredible speed.

"Come on! I won't let you score easily!" Ah Shen closed his eyes and cheered himself on in his heart.

Lin Bei glanced at the flimsy defense, his eyes still brimming with undiminished ferocity.

Without any intention of slowing down, he stepped inside the free-throw line, his legs unleashing terrifying force, and he soared into the air like a bomber.

He grabs the ball with his right hand and swings it behind his head in an exaggerated full-moon shape.

A brutal tomahawk dunk!

"Get out of the way, Ah Shen!"

Amu, who had just gotten up from the backcourt, was furious and shouted hoarsely.

late.

"boom--!"

Lin Bei collided squarely with Jin Zongyilang in mid-air.

A crushing defeat without a doubt. Ah Shen's frail body felt like it had been hit head-on by a high-speed heavy truck the moment of contact.

The immense impact sent him flying. Ah Shen lost his balance in mid-air, slid off the baseline, and crashed heavily into the basketball hoop's protective mat.

Lin Bei's movements were not affected in the slightest.

With one arm, as if wielding a heavy iron hammer, he brutally smashed the orange basketball into the hoop!

"Clang—!!!"

The basketball hoop groaned in pain under the strain, shaking violently as if it might be torn off at any moment.

Lin Bei hung on the basketball hoop with one hand, looking down at A Shen, who was stiff with fear at his feet.

He then released his grip and landed steadily.

The scoreboard made a crisp, clicking sound as it turned.

Xiangbei 19:12 Hainan.

The gap has widened further!

The entire room fell silent.

There were no cheers, no screams.

All the spectators, commentators, and reporters were stunned by this ball, which was full of primal, violent aesthetics.

The only sounds in the air were the buzzing of the basketball hoop shaking violently and the players' heavy breathing.

Kiyota Nobunaga, standing in the stands, gaped, his legs gave way, and he slumped back into his chair.

All the provocative trash talk he had prepared got stuck in his throat; he couldn't utter a single word.

Shohoku's first half.

Sakuragi Hanamichi, his eyes wide and round, scratched his red, bald head and, after a long pause, finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"This...this dunk is only slightly worse than mine!"

He may be verbally defiant, but his actions are surprisingly mature.

Instead of watching the show any longer, he immediately turned around, clapped his hands loudly, and yelled at the stunned Rukawa and Sakuragi:

"What are you all standing there for! Get back on defense!"

"Don't give Hainan a chance to breathe!"