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

Rukawa Kaede gave Sakuragi a cold glance.

Surprisingly, he didn't retaliate, but quietly quickened his pace to return to defense.

Rukawa Kaede glanced at Lin Bei, who was walking back, clenched his fist, and his competitive spirit burned fiercely in his eyes.

The game continues.

The next few minutes were a complete nightmare for the Hainan University Affiliated High School.

The brutal tomahawk dunk not only destroyed Ah Shen's defensive resolve.

It was more like a heavy hammer, smashing Hainan's proud tactical system to pieces.

The Hainan team is stuck in a long scoring drought.

The atmosphere in the stadium was extremely tense.

Amu tried to break through the defenses, but the fierce collision in mid-air had left hidden injuries to his core muscle groups.

When facing Lin Bei's defense again, the invisible psychological pressure made his change of direction a beat slower.

"Pass the ball!" With his breakthrough thwarted, Amu impatiently threw the ball to the outside.

Ah Shen receives the ball and has a wide-open shot.

But the moment he lifted the basketball, Lin Bei's overwhelming figure flashed uncontrollably through his mind, along with the humiliating image of himself being violently knocked away.

My wrist is trembling slightly.

"Clang!"

The basketball bounced off the front edge of the rim and flew away.

This marks the third consecutive time that Soichiro Jin has missed a shot from an open position.

"Rebounding is my forte!"

Inside the restricted area, Sakuragi Hanamichi displayed terrifying rebounding dominance.

He firmly positioned himself to block Takasago Kazuma, then leaped high into the air.

With hands like iron clamps, he snatched the backboard and quickly passed it to Miyagi to launch a counterattack.

Shohoku's attacks came wave after wave.

The score gap gradually widened, and Hainan's defense line teetered on the brink of collapse.

On the sidelines, Coach Gao could no longer maintain his composure and strategic brilliance.

His chubby face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, which dripped down his chin.

Breathing rapidly, he stared intently at Lin Bei, who was strolling leisurely and controlling the rhythm of the game.

"No...this can't go on..."

"Hainan's revenge battle is about to be ruined by this brat!"

This attack absolutely broke through the defenses.

Coach Gao suddenly turned around and let out an almost roaring howl at the technical table:

"Beep—! Hainan team requests a timeout!"

A sharp whistle pierced the silence of the stadium.

Both teams headed to the substitutes' bench.

The Hainan team looked lifeless.

Amu covered his head with a towel and gasped for breath, his jersey completely soaked with sweat.

Jin Soichiro lowered his head, staring intently at his hands without uttering a word.

Takasago and Muto were even more ashen-faced.

Coach Gao strode into the middle of the players, without giving any instructions on their routine runs or drawing any tactics on the whiteboard.

The fat on his face trembled slightly, and his eyes were terrifyingly sinister.

Staring intently at Lin Bei, who was leisurely drinking water on the Xiangbei bench, he forced out a sound of gritted teeth.

"Listen, cancel all conventional tactics."

His gaze swept across every face, and Gao Tou issued the dirtiest instruction of his coaching career:

"Next, stick to number 16 like glue."

"Whether it's pulling jerseys, stealthy collisions, or tripping..."

"At all costs, cripple him!"

……

"Beep—!"

The referee's sharp whistle pierced the oppressive atmosphere in the stadium.

The pause has ended.

On the Shohoku bench, Coach Anzai slowly stood up.

He pushed up his reflective glasses, and his usually smiling face turned completely somber.

He grabbed Lin Bei, who was about to turn and walk towards the court.

"Lin Bei, please take care of yourself."

Coach Anzai's voice was low and serious, leaving no room for argument.

Lin Bei paused, turning to look at the coach.

"That guy Gao Tou will probably have to resort to some underhanded tactics to win."

Coach Anzai's gaze swept across the halfway line and fixed intently on Hainan's bench.

Following Coach Anzai's gaze.

The five-person lineup from Hainan has undergone a strange change.

Jin Soichiro and Muto were substituted.

The two substitutes who came up next were of average height, but with physiques as broad and strong as two brown bears.

The two men had bulging muscles all over their bodies, and their faces screamed "I'm here to fight."

They didn't look like they were there to play ball at all; they looked more like street thugs ready to fight to the death.

"Heh, so they've deployed meat shields."

Lin Bei chuckled softly, the warmth in his eyes gradually fading.

"Don't worry, Dad."

He casually chewed his gum and tugged at his collar.

"They're just a few barking dogs; consider this a free lesson for them."

Lin Bei strolled casually onto the court.

The game has restarted.

Hainan team takes the ball in from the sideline.

Amu took the basketball, glanced at Lin Bei with a complicated expression, and then took a deep breath.

The ball was slammed heavily onto the floor in his large, broad hands.

"attack!"

Amu roared and started up like a heavy tank equipped with the highest-grade gear.

This time, he did not choose to confront Lin Bei head-on in a one-on-one fight.

Instead, they used the extremely aggressive screens and picks from their two substitute meat shields to forcefully create a breakthrough.

Akagi and Sakuragi Hanamichi immediately tightened their defense, attempting to trap the dog in the penalty area.

Just as Amu was about to be surrounded, he suddenly flicked his wrist.

The basketball grazed Sakuragi's fingertips and was passed to the other side of the paint in a very dramatic fashion.

Kazuma Takasago received the ball, gritted his teeth, and forcefully jumped over Akagi's overwhelming defense.

"Don't underestimate Hainan's backbone!"

Takasago let out a deafening roar in mid-air.

The body completely lost its balance in mid-air.

But relying on muscle memory, he still managed to throw the ball with difficulty toward the backboard.

"Bang."

The basketball bounced off the backboard and rolled haphazardly into the net.

The referee's whistle did not sound.

The scoreboard flips over.

Xiangbei 19:14 Hainan.

This hard-fought goal finally brought some relief to Hainan, who were on the verge of collapse.

After landing, Takasago stumbled, but was grabbed tightly by Maki.

Both of their chests were heaving violently, and sweat was dripping down their backs.

Offense and defense switch, Shohoku gains possession of the ball.

Ryota Miyagi steadily controlled the ball and advanced, scanning the entire field like a vigilant cheetah.

Without the ball, Lin Bei casually sprinted towards the front of the field along the right sideline.

Just past the halfway line.

A sudden change occurred.

The substitute player who just came on as a defensive anchor for Hainan was originally on the inside defense.

But without warning, they abandoned all defensive positions.

Like a completely out-of-control dump truck, it sped off towards Lin Bei's location.

This wasn't even aimed at the ball!

Just as Lin Bei was about to accelerate and shake off the defense.

The substitute player subtly lowered his shoulders.

At this critical moment.

Lin Bei's beast-like intuition suddenly exploded.

The hairs on his back stood on end.

It was entirely based on the body's instinctive reaction.

Lin Bei forcibly twisted his waist and abdomen while running at high speed, turning half of his body to the side.

"Bang!"

A dull, teeth-grinding thud echoed through the stadium.

Even though he had made a desperate dodge in advance, Lin Bei's ribs were still severely grazed.

The immense inertia propelled him sideways.

"Hmm!"

Lin Bei let out a suppressed groan.

It slammed heavily onto the smooth wooden floor and slid several meters away.