The atmosphere in Teikō's gymnasium still retained the shock and smoke of the previous practice match. Bai Ze You's right knee was wrapped in a thick ice pack and elastic bandages. With Momoi Satsuki's support, he sat on the bench beside the court. Waves of stabbing pain kept surging through him, and he barely dared put weight on his right leg. This was the price of challenging a "nonhuman movement." Yet his eyes were unusually bright. There was no dejection in them, only an almost feverish desire to explore. Akashi Seijūrō's question about the "driving source" had been like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up even deeper ripples—he needed more than flexible deception and explosive power. He needed a kind of Absolute Balance that could still control his body and deliver a lethal strike even in a state of extreme imbalance!
Akashi clearly had no intention of lowering his standards because of Bai Ze You's injury. Instead, he pushed the training intensity toward an even more brutal level. He initiated the "Extreme Imbalance Pressure Test" aimed at Bai Ze You.
"Bai Ze You," Akashi said coldly, his voice carrying an unquestionable command. "Participate in the tactical positioning drill. Objective: complete the catch, adjustment, and finishing motion while under simulated high-intensity contact and Man-made Imbalance. Required success rate: above 80%."
The words "Man-made Imbalance" sounded like a cold declaration.
Training began. Dragging his injured leg, Bai Ze You gritted his teeth and stepped onto the court. Every cut and change of direction brought a sharp stab of pain from his right knee. He was like a limping cheetah, every step landing on the edge of a blade.
The ones responsible for "creating imbalance" were a group of "executioners" carefully selected by Akashi:
* Aomine Daiki: Relying on his