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

"Don't think that you can stay on top just because you won once."

"You bastard—"

Qingfeng gritted his teeth, his eyes practically overflowing with fighting spirit.

"Next time we meet on the court, I'm definitely going to dunk you and the ball together into the basket!"

"Waaaaah, Kobayashi Kita is a monster!"

"But next time, I'll definitely get all your special moves for free!"

Ryota Kise wiped away his tears, but his tone was incredibly firm.

At this moment, all members of the Generation of Miracles completely let go of their morbid pride.

They gave Linbei and Xiangbei the purest recognition!

It was at this moment of mutual appreciation that they met.

Out of the corner of Lin Bei's eye, he suddenly caught a faint but undeniable fluctuation!

"Who?!"

Lin Bei suddenly turned his head, his body instinctively tensing up.

A boy with light blue, tousled hair, whose presence was so low that he almost blended into the air.

Without him noticing, she had silently appeared less than half a meter away from him!

"Oh my god! It's a ghost!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi, startled by the sudden appearance of this living person, jumped three feet high and immediately hid behind Akagi.

Kuroko Tetsuya ignored Sakuragi's exclamation and simply tilted his head back slightly.

Those clear, bright eyes shone with an almost reverent light.

"Lin Beijun".

Hei Zi bowed deeply to Lin Bei, his voice calm yet extremely penetrating.

"I've always believed that team spirit is the ultimate answer in basketball, and I'm trying to guide them with my own 'shadow'."

"But today, you showed me a light that is more dazzling and incredible than any miracle."

"Thank you."

Lin Bei paused for half a second, then burst out laughing.

He reached out and ruffled Kuroko's blue hair.

"The stronger the light, the deeper the shadow."

"Where there is light, there will always be shadows."

At this moment, Akashi also stepped forward, ready to shake hands with Lin Bei to say goodbye.

In that extremely brief moment when their hands clasped and their bodies brushed against each other.

Akashi suddenly tilted his head slightly, almost touching Lin Bei's ear.

He left behind a chilling whisper in an extremely low, somber voice:

"We'll be waiting for you in the future..."

Lin Bei's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat!

"What did you say?!"

He turned his head sharply, wanting to grab Akashi's shoulder and ask him for an explanation.

But Akashi had already let go, and he turned back to give Lin Bei an unfathomable look.

He then led the Di Guang team and disappeared into the deep shadows of the players' tunnel.

Lin Bei stood frozen in place, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

He scratched his sweaty hair in frustration, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"Wait for me in the future?"

This short sentence contains an astonishing amount of information!

He couldn't help but close his eyes and recall everything.

A mysterious time travel.

And then there's this cross-time battle that should never have happened...

"Could all of this not be a coincidence?" Lin Bei swallowed hard.

"Master! What are you daydreaming about! Come here quickly!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi's powerfully piercing voice abruptly pulled Lin Bei back from his deep, reverie.

Lin Bei shook his head, forcibly suppressing the doubts in his heart, and turned to look.

On the Shohoku bench, the players had already surrounded Coach Anzai.

Several strong men tossed the "white-haired Buddha" high into the air.

"One, two, three! Oh—!!!"

Coach Anzai looked like a giant white ball in mid-air.

After being caught, his usually smiling eyes were now hidden behind his reflective glasses, making it impossible to see his expression.

But a rare blush appeared on his chubby cheeks, and his eyes even glistened with tears.

"Hehehe..."

Coach Anzai pushed up his slipped glasses, his voice trembling slightly with deep emotion.

"I didn't cry, I was just... so happy."

His gaze swept over Sakuragi Hanamichi, Rukawa Kaede, Akagi Takenori, Mitsui Hisashi, and Miyagi Ryota.

Finally, it fell on Lin Bei.

In my mind.

The shadow of Gu Ze, who once went to the United States because of his excessive strictness and eventually died far from home.

Finally, at this moment, they were completely driven away by this group of radiant youths!

"The whole Shohoku family..."

"Your performance has exceeded my expectations."

"You are the strongest!"

Coach Anzai took a deep breath and shouted in the most determined and loudest voice he had ever used.

"Awoooooo! Long live Daddy!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi got so excited that he ran around the court, even rushing onto the scorer's table and starting to dance an unknown monkey dance.

Rukawa Kaede still had his hands in his pockets, his dead fish eyes cold.

But his uncontrollable ecstasy completely betrayed him.

Meanwhile, inside the top-tier VIP box at the highest point of the stadium.

Behind the glass, which shuts out all the noise from the outside world.

A middle-aged man wearing a top-notch bespoke suit and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle is looking down at the entire stadium.

Lin Nansheng, Lin Bei's father.

A multi-billion dollar business tycoon who only exists on the covers of financial magazines and in financial myths!

He held a cigar between his fingers, exhaling a thick, pungent puff of smoke, his eyes as cold and emotionless as a machine.

"The exhibition match is over, Mr. Lin."

Beside him, the top secretary adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and respectfully handed him a thick document.

"The plans for acquiring Japan's three major conglomerates are all ready."

"Oh……"

Lin Nansheng sneered and stubbed out his cigar in the pure gold ashtray.

"I spent a full 60 billion US dollars of cash flow to bring those so-called 'miracles' to this dimension."

"It was all to completely shatter his absurd basketball dream..."

"I never expected that this little brat would inherit my ruthlessness."

Lin Nansheng stared at his son, who was playing around with his teammates on the sidelines, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Young Master's talent and leadership are truly one in a million."

"If this ability could be applied to business warfare..." the secretary cautiously chimed in.

"I've had enough fun, I've gone crazy enough!"

Lin Nansheng suddenly turned around, bringing with him a sharp gust of wind.

"Notify the air traffic control to forcibly clear the airspace above the stadium!"

"Order the helicopter formation to land directly on the plaza surrounding the venue!"

"Today, even if we have to tie him up, we're taking him back to his homeland to obediently take over his multi-billion dollar business empire!"

"I'm taking my wife on a trip to another world."

Let's switch our focus back to the venue.

The atmosphere had reached a suffocating point!

"Ladies and gentlemen—!"

"Now, please welcome the overall champion of this national competition, and the ultimate winner of the special exhibition match!"

"Shohoku High School, step forward to receive their supreme coronation!!!"