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

That was an utterly unsportsmanlike act of pulling the opponent three-pointers!

The scoreboard made a cold, rustling sound as it turned pages.

Xiangbei 28:14 Hainan.

The score gap widened extremely brutally!

The audience in the stands erupted in cheers:

"Holy crap! This is insane!"

"thump."

Kiyota Nobunaga's legs buckled after landing, and he immediately knelt on one knee, his eyes filled with undisguised despair.

Is this man truly invincible?

Lin Bei landed steadily.

A real man never looks back at a goal.

He turned around abruptly and walked past the two substitute tanks who were still rolling on the ground with cold steps.

Lin Bei stopped and looked down at them from his vantage point.

The bloodshot light in their eyes was so real that it pierced their nerves.

"Have you had enough fun?"

Lin Bei's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire half of the field.

"The stretcher is on the sidelines."

"Now, get out of here yourself."

A ruthless, dimensional reduction attack!

This is not just a death sentence for these two players.

They even ruthlessly ripped off the dirty tactical underwear of the Hainan University Affiliated High School, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it wildly!

"You...you bastard!"

One of the substitutes was in so much pain that he was convulsing.

But Lin Bei's aura overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Sidelines.

Coach Gao slumped heavily into his chair like a deflated balloon.

His tactical setup, which he was very proud of, included the "slashing tactics" that he was willing to risk being criticized for.

Compared to the violent aesthetics of this 16th boy, it all seems like a huge joke!

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

Coach Gao muttered listlessly, his eyes vacant.

"How could Hainan's defenses be torn to shreds by the same person..."

The referee blew the whistle to call a timeout.

Medical staff rushed onto the field on stretchers and carried the two substitutes with broken ankles off the field.

After a brief moment of deathly silence, the entire audience erupted in a frenzied cheer that seemed to lift the roof off!

"So cool! Lin Bei!"

"This is justice served!"

"To deal with someone who resorts to underhanded tactics, you have to beat them to a pulp!"

"Shohoku! To dominate the nation!"

Amidst the deafening cheers from the crowd, the Hainan bench fell into a deathly silence.

Coach Gao bit his lip until it bled, and the taste of blood brought him back to his senses a little.

"Change players..."

Gao Tou issued the order in a trembling voice.

Jin Soichiro and Muto returned to the field.

However, when all the players from Hainan gathered together again...

They discovered that their captain, the man who had always been like a pillar of strength, was...

changed.

Amu stood rooted to the spot, head bowed.

He bit his lower lip until it bled, and bright red blood dripped down his resolute chin onto the floor.

A strong sense of humiliation burned fiercely in Amu's chest like an inextinguishable raging fire.

The tactics were thwarted in front of everyone.

My teammate was brutally beaten and humiliated.

The dignity of the Hainan king has once again been trampled underfoot by this brat!

"Lin Bei..."

Amu slowly raised his head, his once calm eyes now filled with terrifying bloodshot veins.

He stared intently at Lin Bei, who was walking towards Shohoku's half of the court, his mind screaming:

"I won't lose, I must win!"

Right at this moment.

Amu's already exaggerated muscle group inexplicably swelled up another size!

The veins bulged out on his neck and arms like the gnarled roots of an old tree.

A chilling purple glow faintly emanated from the air.

The purple light surrounding Amu actually withstood Lin Bei's icy aura as the "Abyss Tyrant".

Unwilling, humiliated, and driven to madness!

This intense emotion became the final, devastating blow that opened that door.

Emperor Amu.

In the depths of despair and humiliation, we must force open the Zone!

Purple light raged wildly across the field.

Even the air seemed to be distorted by the high temperature, tearing a crack in the scarlet tyrant's aura.

"Give me that damn ball!"

A beastly growl rolled from Amu's throat.

He snatched the basketball from Muto's hands.

He didn't even glance at the tall coach who was frantically gesturing on the sidelines.

A slashing tactic?

Hainan doesn't need that kind of weakling.

Amu's muscles bulged like granite.

Thick, bulging veins stood out.

He forcibly activated the pseudo-Zone state of "Emperor's Resonance".

At this moment, he was no longer the calm and controlling emperor, but a raging beast.

"Bang!"

Amu's sneakers slammed heavily onto the floor.

He was like a runaway heavy tank, completely ignoring Mitsui who was blocking his way.

A ruthless shoulder drop and acceleration.

He charged straight into the interior of Shohoku with overwhelming force.

Before Mitsui could even finish reaching out to stop him, he was swatted back two steps by the strong wind.

"Did this guy take his medication?"

Mitsui gritted his teeth inwardly, a layer of cold sweat seeping from his back.

"Don't even think about going there!"

Takenori Akagi let out a roar.

His massive body, like a black iron tower, was firmly anchored under the basket.

On the other side, Sakuragi Hanamichi shot in diagonally like a red lightning bolt.

At this moment, Sakuragi put away his usual loud and boisterous manner.

His angular face rarely showed a hint of coldness.

His eyes were fixed on the basketball in Amu's hands, his muscles completely tense.

"Want to score?"

"Let's see if this genius agrees first!"

Sakuragi scoffed inwardly.

He and Akagi rose from the ground at the same time.

The most terrifying "Double Ghost Slam" inside from Shohoku forms a huge net in the air.

Four large hands completely blocked Amu's space to attack.

However, Amu, in dire straits, had no intention of retreating.

His eyes were bloodshot, revealing a ruthless determination to destroy everything in the process.

"Don't underestimate Hainan, the champion of Kings!"

Amu let out a loud shout in mid-air.

He actually managed to fold his body in mid-air, facing the double blockade of the two men.

That was the monstrous core forged from countless hours of tedious strength training.

"Bang!"

Three explosively powerful bodies collided violently in mid-air.

The dull thud of muscles colliding sent chills down the audience's spines.

Just as the body loses its balance.

Maki, bracing against Akagi's arm, managed to throw the ball with difficulty.

The referee's whistle blew at the same time.

"Beep—!"

All eyes in the arena were glued to the orange basketball.

The basketball hit the rim.

I bumped into something again.

Every bounce landed on everyone's nerves.

"Whoosh!"

The basketball narrowly escaped being caught in the net.

"Red number 10, foul by the attacker!"

"Goal stands, penalty kick added!"

The referee's gesture declared that Shohoku's defense had failed.

"roar--!"

Upon landing, Amu pounded his chest and roared to the sky.

This is more than just a 2+1.

It is also a chance for Hainan to breathe, which has been torn open in the abyss of suffocation.

Sakuragi landed back on the ground in frustration.

He didn't complain about the referee, nor did he argue with Akagi.

He just scratched his red hair hard, his face full of resentment.

"Damn it, if only I had lowered it by half an inch just now."

Just as Sakuragi was blaming himself, a tall, slender figure in black walked up to him.

It's Lin Bei.

Lin Bei's eyes remained completely calm, and his tone was frighteningly so.

"Defend the rebounds, and leave the rest to me."

No nonsense, just unquestionable dominance.

Sakuragi paused for a moment, then met Lin Bei's cold eyes.

For some reason, my anxiety was immediately suppressed.

"understood."