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

Lin Bei landed steadily.

I glanced up at the scoreboard.

16:6.

Although that shot was indeed beautiful.

But he knew in his heart that this game wouldn't be easy to win.

Akashi's Heavenly Eye combined with the Ankle Terminator.

If it's purely based on basketball skills, even if he's equipped with the same template, he'll still be extremely difficult to deal with.

The reason I was able to stand firm just now was entirely due to my foundation in Tai Chi's neutralizing force, which allowed me to use the opponent's force against them and dissipate the reverse torque on my ankle.

Relying solely on the opponent's abilities, they simply cannot defeat these original owners who have developed their talents to an abnormal level.

"The second door that the haters mentioned, is it that I should completely abandon simple imitation and truly integrate something else?"

"Whether it's right or wrong, let's give it a try first."

Lin Bei was secretly making plans in his mind.

There is always an upper limit to simply stacking templates.

However, if you use the power generation techniques of traditional Chinese martial arts to reshape the underlying logic of basketball, that would be a pure dimensional reduction attack!

"What are you daydreaming about!"

A furious roar exploded in my ears.

Teiko's serve was incredibly fast; Aomine Daiki had already cut into the half of the court like a black lightning bolt.

The black aura emanating from him was so dense it was almost tangible.

"Wild Black Panther" has been pushed to its limit.

Qingfeng's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Lin Bei, and every muscle fiber in his body trembled with excitement.

"You were lucky with that shot."

Qingfeng lowered his center of gravity, and the basketball became a blurry afterimage between his legs and fingertips.

"Now, I'm getting serious!"

Lin Bei took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening.

He mentally opened the system panel.

"System, go all in with all the slacking points I've accumulated!"

"Give me the skill of lightness!"

【Ding! 】

[After deducting all slacking points, the martial arts light footwork techniques "Eight Trigrams Soaring Dragon Step" and "Ladder Cloud Leap" have been loaded.]

The instant the system's mechanical sound faded.

Lin Bei felt a strange warm current flowing into the muscles of his legs.

The sensation of touching the ground with my toes became incredibly light.

It was as if Earth's gravity had lost most of its hold on him at that moment.

"boom!"

Qingfeng moved.

Without any unnecessary feints, relying entirely on absolute speed and an explosive first step, he forcefully overtook Lin Bei from the right.

The speed was so fast that even Rukawa Kaede on the sidelines couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Too fast..."

Rukawa Kaede gritted his teeth, staring intently at the black afterimage.

however.

Just when Qingfeng thought he had already beaten Lin Bei.

Lin Bei, who should have been left behind, suddenly swayed like a ghost.

Bagua Dragon Step!

Lin Bei's steps didn't go in a straight line at all, but rather followed an unnatural arc, gliding past Qingfeng's shadow.

There wasn't even the screeching sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor; it was eerily quiet.

"What the hell?!"

Qingfeng caught a glimpse of Lin Bei clinging to his side like a leech out of the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat.

His instinct was to slow down and change direction, using the sudden stop to create space.

But Lin Bei's rhythm was even more unpredictable.

At the same second that Qingfeng decelerated.

Lin Bei stepped on the Bagua Dragon Step, and his center of gravity suddenly sank down like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Taking advantage of the slight gap in Qingfeng's change of direction, his right hand shot out like a snake emerging from its hole.

Tai Chi strokes like a peacock's tail, a smooth, effortless movement!

"Snapped!"

A very slight, crisp sound.

Qingfeng felt his palm suddenly go empty.

The basketball, which he considered part of his body, simply vanished into thin air!

"Where's the ball?!"

Qingfeng suddenly turned his head.

Lin Bei had already brushed past him, his fingertips steadily controlling the basketball as he charged straight towards the frontcourt!

"Beautiful! Another steal!"

Ryota Miyagi excitedly pumped his fist on the sidelines.

"Don't even think about getting rid of me!"

Qingfeng was completely enraged, and the wildness of the black panther made him unleash a pursuit speed even more terrifying than usual.

The two players, one in front and one behind, tore the court apart like two bolts of lightning.

Lin Bei stepped onto the free-throw line, pushed off with his legs, and leaped into the air.

"Get down here!"

Qingfeng, though arriving late, arrived first; his terrifying jumping power made him appear like a mountain pressing down on Lin Bei.

That long, slender arm slammed down on the basketball in Lin Bei's hand.

But just as the two were about to collide in mid-air...

Lin Bei burst out laughing.

Soaring through the clouds!

He touched the ground with his right foot in mid-air.

The body, which had already reached its highest point, defied the laws of physics and rose another half a body length in mid-air!

"That's impossible!"

Qingfeng's hand brushed against the hem of Lin Bei's jersey and missed.

He could only watch helplessly as Lin Bei hovered above him.

With an extremely relaxed and arrogant posture, he gently tapped the ball towards the backboard.

"Bang."

The basketball bounced off the backboard and swished into the net.

The score is 16 to 8!

"nice shot!"

"Well done! Master is awesome!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi let out an excited roar under the basket.

At this moment, Sakuragi didn't shout and try to steal the spotlight like before.

He quickly ran back to his half of the court, calmly positioning himself in the paint, demonstrating a mature court vision honed through special training.

Lin Bei landed lightly, without even disturbing his breathing.

After landing, Qingfeng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stared intently at Lin Bei's ankle.

"What kind of damn footwork is that?"

Aomine gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Lin Bei simply shrugged, before he could even speak.

A golden figure suddenly appeared between the two.

"Little Qingfeng, you were really tricked on that ball just now."

Ryota Kise looked at Lin Bei with a smile, but his golden eyes gleamed with a burning desire to imitate him.

"This bizarre rhythm and footwork is making me itchy to join in."

Kise turned his head and looked at Akashi.

"Akashi, let me try out number 16."

Qingfeng frowned, his face full of displeasure.

"Get out of my way, Ryota, this is my prey!"

"Dahui, step back."

Akashi Seijuro's cold voice rang out over the stadium.

There was no emotion in those heterochromatic eyes, as if a god were issuing an absolute command.

"His footwork goes beyond the scope of conventional basketball."

Akashi stared at Lin Bei.

"Ryota's 'flawless imitation' can be used to analyze his movements."

Qingfeng was filled with rage.

But under Akashi's absolute authority, they could only grit their teeth and swallow their anger.

"cut!"

Qingfeng glared fiercely at Lin Bei, then turned and moved aside.

Ryota Kise stood in front of Lin Bei, his smile gradually fading.

He replaced it with a deep gaze that seemed to see through and replicate everything.

"Lin Beijun, I saw everything you did just now."

Kise lowered his center of gravity and spread his arms.

"It's amazing, but I can perfectly replicate any action that a human can do."

The game continues.

Teiko launched an attack, and the ball was passed to Kise.

Facing Lin Bei's defense, Kise's eyes sharpened.

"Let me show you your moves!"