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

There were no coercive orders, and no forced deprivation.

A glimmer of light simultaneously appeared in the eyes of Aomine, Murasakibara, Midorima, and Kise.

The true, complete form of the Heavenly Emperor's Eye is activated!

This is no longer a weapon for lone wolves, but a god-like perspective that activates the potential of the entire team!

Teiko serves.

Akashi advanced with the ball, his movements as smooth as flowing water, without a trace of the tyrant's impatience.

"Don't even think about going there!"

Miyagi Ryota rushed forward with red eyes.

He was so exhausted that he was panting as if he was about to vomit blood, but his eyes were filled with a crazy desire to win.

"Shohoku absolutely cannot fall here! Absolutely not!"

Miyagi clung to Akashi like a leech, using his chest to block Akashi's path of attack.

"You are excellent, Ryota Miyagi," Akashi said softly.

"But my eyes can see everything."

Akashi didn't try to force his way through; instead, he made a perfect tactical run while facing pressure.

The Emperor's Eye not only saw through the defensive loopholes, but also precisely timed Midorima Shintaro's receiving rhythm.

The target is the outside!

Akashi flicked his wrist, and the basketball sailed over Miyagi's head.

With the most comfortable force, it landed steadily outside the three-point line of Shohoku.

Midorima Shintaro has taken his place!

"Oh no!" Lin Bei's eyes darkened.

That position, that pass—it was a death trap!

The entire Xiangbei team felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Teiko is leading by one point.

The time on the big screen was mercilessly frozen at the last ten seconds.

"A game-winning shot! A near game-winning shot!"

The audience cheered; the match was absolutely fantastic!

On the Xiangbei side, the atmosphere of despair was almost suffocating.

Ten seconds later, they are down by one point.

The final attack.

As Miyagi served from the baseline, his hands trembled uncontrollably as he held the ball.

The entire attacking third was tightly marked, leaving no space to receive the ball.

"Give me the ball."

A cold, emotionless voice boomed in Gongcheng's ears.

Lin Bei slowly walked to the back field.

He didn't look at the scoreboard, nor at the cheering crowd.

He simply reached out and took the basketball.

The moment your fingertips touch the skin.

Lin Bei raised his head.

The frenzied crimson light in his eyes faded away completely, like the tide receding.

Instead, there is a dark gold color that makes one's soul tremble!

No expression, no movement.

But the temperature in the entire stadium plummeted to freezing.

That is……

The look in Death's eyes as he begins to deal the cards.

ten seconds.

The red numbers flashing on the big screen were so glaringly bright they looked like they were dripping blood.

Lin Bei took the basketball from Miyagi Ryota.

The noise in the entire stadium seemed to have been muted.

There was no frenzied shouting of tens of thousands of people.

There was no cold, urging countdown.

Lin Bei could only hear the wild thumping of his own heart in his chest.

Blood was racing wildly through the veins.

"I'll deliver the final blow myself."

Lin Bei muttered something under his breath.

The dark golden light in his eyes faded, replaced by pure madness.

"Defense!"

Akashi Seijuro's voice cracked from shouting.

His heterochromatic eyes were filled with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Stop him at all costs!"

The five sons of Teiko were like explosives with their fuses lit.

Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryota, Murasakibara Atsushi, Midorima Shintaro, Akashi Seijuro.

These five monsters, known as the "Generation of Miracles," completely discarded defensive tactics.

Rukawa Kaede? Never mind.

Sakuragi Hanamichi? Let him be.

Mitsui and Akagi? Whatever.

Five figures exuding terrifying pressure erected a wall of despair outside the three-point line.

Five packs for one!

This is simply the most outrageous and insane defensive formation in basketball history.

"Lin Bei, even if you grew wings, you couldn't fly over there today."

Aomine Daiki gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke, and his deep blue Zone of light crackled wildly.

Even if it's a foul, even if I break your arms and legs, I'll pin you down here and kill you.

Ryota Kise's golden eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

"I absolutely won't let you pass!"

The five members of the Generation of Miracles roared in unison, the sound almost lifting the roof off the stadium.

The air became as sticky as glue.

A suffocating feeling gripped the necks of every member of the Shohoku bench.

Ayako was so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and the paper fan in her hand was twisted into a pretzel.

"Five people defending against one master?"

"Do these people have no shame?!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi stared wide-eyed from the bottom corner, almost jumping up and down.

There are eight seconds left.

Facing this wall of gods, Lin Bei, standing in the center circle, burst out laughing.

"All five of them at once?"

"bring it on!"

"Bang!"

Lin Bei shattered the tranquility of the floor with a single stomp.

The basketball turned into a dark shadow in my palm.

He moved.

Facing Aomine and Kise's first line of defense, Lin Bei floored the accelerator, not even thinking of braking.

His body twisted into an arc that completely defied human biomechanics.

"Holy crap?"

Aomine Daiki's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Where is his center of gravity?

"Doesn't he use gravity?"

Ryota Kise's eyes, which were said to be able to be perfectly replicated, suddenly went blank.

Lin Bei's feet moved with the hidden power of the Bagua Swimming Dragon Step, while his upper body moved with the unpredictable rhythm of Qingfeng.

Each time he changed direction, the soles of his shoes screeched against the floor.

The neutralizing force of Tai Chi made him seem like a ghost without a physical form.

The Bajiquan style is powerful and has a crushing, bulldozing feel to it.

Lin Bei felt as if the world around him had been slowed down.

Lin Bei casually uttered three words.

"Too slow."