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

Amu gritted his teeth.

Taking advantage of this terrifying explosive force.

He managed to squeeze half a body length past Lin Bei's absolute defense.

"Reinforce the defense!" Takenori Akagi roared furiously.

His massive body immediately pulled out from the inside line, raising his arms high.

It stood like an insurmountable black mountain blocking Amu's path to breakthrough.

This is the absolute deterrent power of Xiangbei's inside pillar.

At the same time, Sakuragi quickly slid his feet, cutting off Maki's pass to Takasago in the paint.

Just as Akagi was about to form an encirclement, Maki made an unexpected move.

He didn't even turn his head as he was caught in the extremely narrow gap between the two men.

Without looking at the person's back, the wrist flicks suddenly and subtly, generating power.

The basketball transformed into an orange lightning bolt, flying precisely past Akagi's waist and heading straight for the outside.

Beyond the three-point line.

Jin Soichiro caught the pass with a resonant power.

"Don't even think about making a move!"

Mitsui Hisashi gritted his teeth and lunged forward with all his might.

He stretched his long arms upwards as far as he could, trying to block Ah Shen's view.

But with the support of the Emperor Engine, Ah Shen felt an unprecedented lightness.

His speed in drawing his gun at that moment completely broke through his previous limits.

No extra adjustments needed, jump, wrist snap.

Muscle memory exploded perfectly at this moment.

Just one tenth of a second before Mitsui's fingertips touched the basketball.

Despite the block attempt, Ah Shen forced his way through and launched a three-pointer.

The basketball, spinning at an extremely high speed, traced a breathtakingly high arc.

All eyes were glued to the basketball, and time seemed to stretch on indefinitely.

"Whoosh."

The basketball swished through the net, creating a dazzling display of white flecks.

The score is now 31-20.

The Hainan team finally broke their long scoring drought, and the call to counterattack was officially sounded.

The suspense has returned.

In the stands, Haruko nervously covered her mouth with both hands.

"what!"

She couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"Hainan's resilience is terrifying! Shohoku has to hold on!"

The four members of Sakuragi's gang were also dumbfounded.

Takamiya Nozomi wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said with lingering fear:

"This uncle has been driven mad by Lin Bei; he's gone berserk."

Oonan Yuji swallowed hard: "To actually score under the pressure of a monster like Lin Bei, he truly deserves to be called the King of Kanagawa."

Yohei Mito rested his hands on the railing, his eyes filled with extreme seriousness.

"The tide has turned," Yohei said softly.

"That man revitalized the entire team."

Chuichiro Noma clenched his fist: "Hanamichi, you absolutely mustn't let your guard down!"

On the field.

Jin Soichiro maintained his shooting posture, his eyes sharp as knives.

Amu turned around and gave A Shen a big high five.

"Well done, Ah Shen."

Amu's voice was deep and powerful.

Kiyota Nobunaga excitedly waved his fist on the other side:

"That's it! Hainan has fought back! They're winning big!"

Lin Bei stood still, coldly watching the celebrating crowd from Hainan.

He casually turned his neck, making a crisp sound of bones grinding together.

The murderous intent in his scarlet eyes did not diminish; on the contrary, it intensified.

"That's more like it."

Lin Bei grinned, his smile carrying a hint of bloodthirsty fervor.

Ah Shen's three-pointer went in cleanly, keeping the score close.

This crucial goal reignited Hainan's pent-up frustration from the first half.

Amu didn't retreat at all.

He strode to the center circle, slapped his hands hard, and the veins on his neck bulged.

"Full-court press! Increase the intensity!"

With the roar of the Emperor's engine, the furious sound reverberated throughout every corner of the stadium.

The five-person group from Hainan immediately turned red with anger.

A purple, resonant light flickered in their eyes as they clung to the entire Shohoku team like mad dogs.

The defensive pressure was immense!

At the bottom line.

Mitsui was just about to receive Akagi's serve when everything went black.

With Maki and Kiyota Nobunaga flanking him, the two imposing figures effectively cornered him in a dead end.

With their vision completely blinded, even passing routes were blocked.

Cold sweat dripped from Mitsui's chin onto the floor.

"What the hell?"

Mitsui cursed inwardly, "Have these guys taken the wrong medicine?"

He tried to ram Kiyota with his shoulder, but it felt like hitting a steel plate.

"How did this wild monkey's strength increase so much?!"

"Don't even think about taking a single step!" Kiyota grinned, swinging his arms like a windmill, locking the space completely shut.

The oppressive feeling made Mitsui break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't look down on me!"

Mitsui clenched his molars.

His intuition as a top-class shooting guard allowed him to carve out a passing lane even in tight spaces.

With a sudden shift of his weight and a bizarre flick of his wrist, the basketball hurtled out of the floor!

The ball grazed the edge of Amu's shoe and headed straight for the frontcourt.

"Great shot!" Kogure shouted excitedly from the bench.

Before he could finish speaking, a purple afterimage shot out from nowhere.

"It's so obvious!"

Masaru Muto!

As if he had gained supernatural insight, he leaped parallel to the floor and forcefully intercepted the ball.

It rolled around on the floor.

Without even blinking, Muto flung the ball like a cannonball into the penalty area with one hand.

"Takasago, go in there!"

Inside the penalty area, the sounds of muscles colliding were muffled.

Kazuma Takasago caught the ball and roared as he leaped into the air, facing the red-haired tower of Hanamichi Sakuragi.

"Don't even think about messing with a genius!"

Sakuragi steadied himself on the ground and soared into the sky, his long arms completely covering Takasago's field of vision.

In mid-air, the two collided like Mars against Earth!

Normally, Takasago would definitely have been sent flying by Sakuragi's monstrous core strength.

But this time, a brilliant purple light shone brightly in Takasago's eyes.

"Hainan has no way out!"

With the resonance of the Emperor Engine, Takasago actually withstood Sakuragi's brutal charge.

At the extreme point of his hang time, he flicked his wrist, barely avoiding the block.

Basketball backboard.

"Whoosh!"

Securely connected to the network.

Xiangbei 31:22 Hainan.

After landing, Takasago gasped for breath, pounded his chest desperately, and roared to the sky.

Sakuragi staggered half a step, looked at his hand, and had a look of utter disbelief on his face.

"Damn! Did this guy take some kind of superpower? He's so hard!"

He was so angry he was jumping up and down.

"This genius actually failed?"

Rukawa Kaede ran past expressionlessly, giving me a look that seemed to say, "I feel sorry for someone with intellectual disabilities."

"idiot."

"If your legs are weak, get off the court. Stop embarrassing yourself in the paint."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely insulting.

"You damn fox, you're asking for it!"

Sakuragi immediately lost his temper.

"That was an accident!"

"Next time, I, the genius, will swatt him and the ball flying into the stands!"

Rukawa didn't even give him a second glance, leaving behind the words "big talker," before running straight to the frontcourt.

Although the two were exchanging barbs, the fighting spirit in their eyes was almost burning.

In the audience, Haruko clenched her small fists, her palms sweaty.

"Sakuragi-kun..."

She bit her lower lip, her face full of worry.

"Something's off about Hainan. Takasago is actually holding his own against Sakuragi. That's terrifying."

The Sakuragi Army was in an uproar.

Takamiya Nozomi even stopped eating potato chips, and she was so anxious that she slapped her thigh.

"What the hell? Have these guys from Hainan cheated?"

"Does he really think he's the Hulk?!"

Yohei Mito stared at Maki on the field, his brows furrowed.

"It's not cheating."

"It's Maki Shinichi."

"Hanamichi and the others are in big trouble."