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

"Too slow!"

Akashi sneered, shifting his body to the side ahead of time, reaching out to cut off Lin Bei's shot.

But just a fraction of a second after Akashi shifted sideways...

A cruel smile curled at the corners of Lin Bei's lips.

"The future you see is just what I want you to see."

Phantom Pass - Modified!

Lin Bei is making a high-speed breakthrough.

The wrist is at a twisted, inhuman angle.

He slammed the ball violently into the floor between Akashi's legs!

A crotch puncture?!

Akashi was shocked and instinctively tried to squeeze his legs together.

But the ball was moving too fast!

The basketball, spinning intensely, grazed Akashi's shinbone and flew behind him.

Lin Bei, however, did not slow down at all.

He stomped his right foot violently on the ground.

Tai Chi: Using the opponent's force to change direction!

Lin Bei's body defied the laws of physics in mid-air.

They bypassed Akashi's defense and appeared behind him.

Self-published!

Akashi's Heavenly Emperor Eye witnessed this scene.

However, his body was under immense pressure due to the strong contrast in center of gravity and Lin Bei's suffocating tyrannical aura.

The nerves in my ankle emitted a mournful cry.

Akashi's mind went blank.

His legs completely lost their support.

Under the incredulous gazes of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

thump!

Akashi Seijuro, the emperor who proclaimed himself a god and was high above others.

His knees slammed heavily onto the floor.

He knelt down behind Lin Bei!

The ultimate humiliation!

A spectacular scene!

Lin Bei received the ball without even glancing back.

"Gods?"

Lin Bei's voice rang out from his elevated position.

"In my eyes, you're not qualified."

He jumped up easily and flicked his fingers lightly.

The basketball traced a beautiful arc in the air.

"Whoosh!"

Hollow into the network!

[Shohoku's score: 88-89!]

On the timer, bright red numbers jumped wildly.

The red light is on.

drop--!

The game is down to its final minute!

On the big screen, the score remained fixed at 88:89.

Teiko is one point behind.

Lin Bei landed on the floor and turned around.

Looking at Akashi Seijuro, who was still kneeling on the ground with his eyes completely unfocused.

Destroy the Daoist mind.

Lin Bei flicked his wrist and pointed to the opposite basket.

"The final minute is here. Are you ready for your end?"

……

Last minute and seconds.

The entire stadium was transformed into a bloody battlefield.

tactics?

A test?

To hell with them all.

Both sides stopped pretending and completely abandoned their defensive formations.

It directly initiates the most brutal and primitive hand-to-hand combat.

With his knees practically smoking, Aomine Daiki drove to the basket like a mad dog in the paint.

Lin Bei made a breakthrough, forcefully pulling up for a layup over Murasakibara's block attempt.

Midorima Shintaro completely ignored the distance and launched a three-pointer without warning.

Takenori Akagi, his eyes blazing with fury, unleashed a furious dunk under the basket.

The red numbers on the scoreboard were jumping around like crazy!

93: 93!

96: 95!

96: 97!

The time displayed on the big screen was stuck on the last few tens of seconds.

Teiko regained the lead by one point thanks to a powerful putback by Murasakibara Atsushi.

98: 97!

"Huff... huff..."

The only sounds in the stadium were the wheezing of broken bellows and the ear-piercing screeching of sneakers rubbing against the floor.

The air felt sticky, and my lungs ached with every breath.

Lin Bei calmly received the serve from the baseline in the backcourt.

Sweat dripped from his chin and splattered onto the floor, shattering into pieces.

His chest heaved violently, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Is this the only remaining desperate situation?

No, Lin Bei felt an extreme calmness in his mind.

He completely shut out the screams of the audience and the referee's whistle.

"Press them all down."

Lin Bei dribbled the ball past half-court and raised his left hand to make a tactical gesture.

The sound wasn't loud, but it pierced the ears of everyone in Shohoku like a nail.

"Don't rush the attack; let the pace slow down, and the success rate of this attack will be higher!"

The entire Xiangbei team immediately took their positions, meshing together like precision gears.

Just as Lin Bei stepped across the center circle, a deep blue bolt of lightning struck his face!

It's Aomine Daiki!

The black panther reeked of burnt muscle from excessive burning, and its legs were trembling uncontrollably.

But his bloodshot eyes revealed a fierce glint.

"Lin Bei!"

Qingfeng lowered his center of gravity, his hands spread wide open, and the Zone of Light in his eyes flashed wildly.

This was an absolutely desperate, life-or-death defensive effort.

"You're not getting there!"

Qingfeng gritted his teeth, each word dripping with blood.

"Even if both your legs are completely useless here today, you won't step even half a step into the three-point line!"

Lin Bei lowered his eyelids slightly and glanced at his trembling knees.

His tone was icy cold: "Then you can try."

"Bang!"

Lin Bei started moving without warning!

The basketball blurred past his crotch, leaving a black scorch mark on the floor where his shoe sole had been dragged.

Qingfeng roared like a wild beast, enduring the excruciating pain of his torn ligaments as he moved sideways to block the attack.

"Got you!"

Qingfeng's fingers were about to touch the edge of the basketball.

In this deadlock of a mere tenth of a second.

Lin Bei's body paused in an extremely strange manner.

The Tai Chi energy flowed smoothly, and instead of confronting it head-on, he used Qingfeng's momentum to twist his ankle.

Eye contact guidance, activated immediately!

The basketball transformed into an incredible zigzag line, piercing the defense like a scalpel from under Qingfeng's armpit.

"What?!"

Qingfeng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The members of Di Guang thought Lin Bei was trapped and instinctively retreated towards the middle.

But they overlooked a fatal flaw.

Right bottom corner, outside the three-point line.

Mitsui Hisashi stood there quietly.

His physical strength was completely depleted, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

The moment I caught the ball, even my vision blurred.

"Hey, you little rascal! Throw it!" Kogure shouted from the bench, his voice cracking.

Mitsui took a deep breath, caught the ball, and pulled it up.

So what if there's a two-year gap?

Those sweaty nights, and Tie Nan's words, "Goodbye, athletic boy," are etched into my very bones.

He didn't even need to look at the basket; the perfect arc was already ingrained in his muscle memory.

With a gentle press of the wrist and a flick of the fingertips.

"Whoosh!"

A flawless three-pointer!

That clutch play was absolutely insane!

The entire venue fell silent for a second, followed by a wave of sound that nearly lifted the dome off the stage.

Regardless of who you support, everyone stood up and worshipped them!

98: 100!

Shohoku has taken a two-point lead!

"nice shot!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi rushed over and hugged Mitsui tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Mitsui weakly tugged at the corner of his mouth before collapsing onto the floor.

But the fire in those eyes was frighteningly bright.

There are only thirty seconds left.

The Teiko bench was deathly silent.

Just when everyone thought Teiko was about to collapse.

Akashi Seijuro, who had been kneeling on the floor, moved.

He slowly stood up, head down, shoulders slightly shrugged, and actually chuckled softly.

"Hehe...I see."

Akashi suddenly looked up.

The arrogant and violent golden left eye had lost all its color.

It turned back to a gentle, deep crimson!

"That is..."

Kuroko Tetsuya jumped up suddenly from the bench, his voice trembling.

"Akashi-kun... you've changed back?"

The ruthless tyrant of the second personality shattered completely under Lin Bei's overwhelming Tai Chi and the pressure of being forced into a desperate situation.

Standing here now is Akashi, the gentle yet powerful man who can unite the entire team!

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

Akashi looked at the exhausted Generation of Miracles with a smile on his lips.

"Now, lend me all your power."