The journey from volleyball

Chapter 17 That's all
The long and loud final whistle announced that Xianguo stopped in the fourth round of the County Sports Conference.

Neither accident nor miracle happened.

Just relying on the serve, the opponent took the last key point from them.

Akashi Asuka propped his hands on his waist, slowly stood upright, and looked up at the lights above his head.

What to say?

In fact, before the start of this match, he was already prepared to accept defeat. After all, the difference in strength between them and Beichuan No. [-] was not one point or two points at all.

So even if it fails, it is a natural result.

But... after all, there is still a little bit of reconciliation!

"Let's form a team!"

Looking up in silence for a moment, Akashi Asuka quickly collected his emotions, wiped the sweat streaming down his cheeks, and said.

However, his words did not receive any response.

Looking back.

Behind Akashi Asuka, everyone in Xianguo looked blank and dull, as if they couldn't believe that the game was over like this.

After a while.

It was only then that Masato Omae came back to his senses first, clapped his hands vigorously and said, "Okay, okay! What kind of expressions are you all showing, we tied the club record this year and entered the top [-] in the county! Are you all happy!"

"Hehe~hehe, Omae is right, this result is already the result of our... hard work, isn't it good to end the game with a smile like before?"

"Besides, Beichuan No. [-] is the top powerhouse in the county, so it's normal to lose to them!"

Ryuhei clapped his hands three times, tried his best to force a smile and said, "Okay, Kazama, Kuramae, and Oda, clear up your expressions, it's time for us to form a team."

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"Teams from both sides."

"salute!"

"Thank you for your advice x2!!!"

After saluting and shaking hands, the two teams left separately.

Before leaving.

Beichuan No. [-] coach looked at the backs of the Xianguo team, and then at Feixiong Kageyama who had been isolated from his own team.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

His fears finally came true.

It turned out that the coach of Beichuan No. [-] Middle School hoped that in the second game, Xianguo could defeat Tobio Kageyama, so that he would realize his current problems and make some corrections.

It's a pity, maybe Feixiong Kageyama's talent is too strong, or there is a slight gap in strength between Xianguo and Beichuan No. [-].

to the end.

Even if Feixiong Kageyama relied on himself, he still destroyed the Immortal Kingdom.

"If you don't have enough strength, even if a miracle happens to your head, you won't be able to bear it!"

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After leaving the county gymnasium, coach Xiachuan fulfilled his promise to treat guests.

However, in front of the rare delicacy in the past, none of the people in the fairyland had an appetite. Everyone's expression was a little absent-minded, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Except Akashi Asuka.

Whether it is the king value or the system auxiliary protection mechanism, the energy needed to improve the functions of helping Akashi Asuka is not obtained out of thin air, but the energy possessed by Akashi Asuka itself is used efficiently.

In a sense, this can be regarded as an alternative 'equivalent exchange'.

Therefore, when Akashi Asuka's training intensity is higher, he needs to replenish more energy to make up, otherwise it is easy to recover the next day.

Thanks to this, Akashi Asuka's food intake is almost increasing day by day.

"Another bowl of rice!"

Akashi Asuka called the waiter and said.

This kind of terrifying generous appetite made Coach Shimogawa's teeth ache for a while.

But at the same time, it also made him feel a little relieved.

Being able to eat at least proves that Akashi Asuka has not been completely defeated by Beichuan No. [-] today. Compared with the improvement of physical fitness and skills, it is often more difficult to "train" a person's heart.

"Okay, let's eat together too! Only when you are full will you have the strength to move on!" Shimokawa Sandu called everyone to eat together.

Ryuhei Sanxia, ​​Masato Omae and others looked at each other, and then began to eat slowly.

While eating and eating, from nowhere, a burst of low sobbing began.

The crowd followed the sound.

It was not any of the main players who shed tears, but... Tomohiko Nishimori.

Everyone: "(O_O)???"

"Hey! Sisen, why are you crying, you didn't play the game again today?"

Tomohiko Nishimori wiped away his tears and said, "I know, but I just don't want to be reconciled. Senior has worked so hard before. If we don't win the first prize in Beichuan this time, we will definitely be able to go further!"

"..."

The crowd was silent.

Shimokawa Sandu had an embarrassed expression on his face.

Good guy.

I have already treated guests to dinner, and now I have to pull out and flog the corpse?
"We worked hard, but the opponents worked harder than us, so they won. The established facts will not change, and all we can do is to 'revenge' in the future."

"We haven't graduated yet, and there will be a national competition starting in October in the second half of the year. If you are not reconciled, then eating enough, drinking enough, and then training is what we should do next."

"As long as we are strong enough, sooner or later, we will meet Beichuan No. [-] again."

"That's all!"

Akashi Asuka finished his last mouthful of rice, then slowly put down the bowl in his hand, and said word by word.

"thanks for treatment!"

"Coach, can I go first?"

Xiachuan Sandu was surprised and said, "Akashi, aren't you going to go back with us?"

Akashi Asuka nodded: "Well, I happen to have something to buy, so I can go home by myself."

"Alright then! Be careful on the road."

"I see, thank you coach."

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After dinner.

Xiachuan Sandu drove the rest of the people home as usual.

After returning home.

Miki Oda immediately put down her schoolbag, picked up the volleyball and walked towards the nearby court...

Tomohiko Nishimori has tears on his eyelashes, and continues to perform physical training...
Masato Ohmae was lying on the bed, his pupils were slightly absent-minded, and he couldn't help recalling today's game scene in his mind...
Ryuhei Sanxia punched hard on the wall in the bathroom...
Kurata Cat is holding the game controller, but his attention is still unable to focus on the monster on the screen...
Shigejiro Kazama lay on the sofa tossing and turning, as if feeling uncomfortable all over...

Lost the game today.

Although the crowd didn't shed unwilling tears, they didn't walk out of the arena smiling like before.

The seeds once planted have begun to germinate.

But in the end, whether it will wither or thrive, no one can decide except themselves.

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(End of this chapter)