The journey from volleyball

Chapter 64 The first round, we won

"Beep!!!"

The referee's whistle was particularly harsh on the court at the moment.

As the last point on the scoreboard turned over, everyone in the white team stared at Akashi Asuka on the opposite side of the block with disbelief all over their faces.

And the imposing manner that was originally activated by Iwaizumi's hard work froze to freezing point in an instant.

Oikawa Toru took a few breaths, and looked at Akashi Asuka with an increasingly unhappy expression.It was as if he saw something extremely, very, extremely unwanted in him.

"This... abominable stinky brat."

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Intermission.

The overall atmosphere of the white team was a little heavy.

"Damn it, does that nasty first grader still block the net?"

"Obviously, when he was in the frontcourt before, the blocking level shown was very average. Why did he finally stop Iwaizumi's attack? Is it a coincidence? This guy's luck must be too good!"

"No, that's not a coincidence..." Ji Chuanche shook his head, and said, "That nasty brat did it on purpose. In the previous games, he has always concealed his powerful blocking, just for the sake of the key Always strike a fatal blow."

Speaking of this, Oikawa Toru paused for a moment, looked at Iwaizumi who had been silent since the break, and continued: "For now, the effect of this blow is quite effective."

"Not only won the key point of the game point, but also beat Yanquan sauce to the ground, and the shit is gone..."

"Ok?"

Yan Quanyi's expression moved slightly, especially when he heard the next few sentences, his ears were pricked up: "Bastard Oikawa, what are you talking about?"

Oikawa covered his mouth in surprise and said, "Ah, so you can hear Iwaizumi-chan! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken ill of you so loudly..."

bang!

A huge fist hit Oikawa Toru's weary expression, instantly interrupting Oikawa's words.

"Garbage Jichuan, don't compare me with you, I won't explode because of a mere junior." Iwaizumi said angrily with a vein popping out on his forehead.

After venting his anger, Iwaizumi gradually calmed down, let out a breath of gloom, and said, "Thank you, bastard Oikawa."

Oikawa Toru: "d(ω｀*)~~You're welcome. But then again, when you thank Iwaizumi-chan in the future, can you stop scolding me by the way?"

Iwaizumi: "(〝▼皮▼) ah?What did you say? "

Oi Chuanche: "(Д｀)y-~It's nothing, I just want to say that in the next game, we should pay attention to the opponent's defense."

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Akashi Asuka: "In the next game, we will strengthen our block defense."

In the rest area of ​​the red team, Akashi Asuka drank his saliva and said: "In the first game, although we caught the opponent by surprise and won the next round first. But the opponent is a third-year senior after all, and usually spends at least more training time than us. Two years ago, the basic quality far surpassed us, so for us in this game, there is no third game, and we must make a decision in the second game."

The two techniques of smashing and blocking can be quickly formed by virtue of physical fitness, but only catching the ball cannot.

Catching the ball must rely on time to become more proficient. The red team's backcourt defense in the first two rounds can rely on Watanabe to make up for the gaps, but once entering the third round, when everyone's physical fitness begins to decline, the red team's defense The flaw must be far more serious than the white team.

This is the gap in basic quality.

Not just technology, including physical strength, tactical strategy, teamwork...

In a word.

Once the game enters the third game, the white team is strong enough to break through the red team for two back and forth.

Therefore, in order to avoid the exposure of flaws, the red team had to use all their strengths in the second round when their physical fitness was still sufficient, and overcome the veteran team in one fell swoop.

"In the second game, I will also join the blocking defense in the front court, and then the defense in the back court... Senior Du, I will trouble you to make up for the gap." Akashi Asuka looked at Du Pro Zhidao.

Wataru patted his chest, and said to himself: "Don't worry, just leave it to me! You just need to beat the crap out of the other side."

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beep!
The whistle sounded again.

After the second round of the match, the two teams seemed to have made an agreement, and they all tacitly changed their formation to a lineup of three people in the front row and two people in the back row.

The red team starts the first ball in the second inning.

After Ryohei sent the volleyball over the net three times, Hideo Yajin, the White team, caught it in the backcourt, and then quickly organized an attack.

Oikawa Toru sent a slightly higher arcing ball to the top of Hanamaki Kita's head, and Kindaichi who was facing him jumped quickly, but the next moment, he found that Hanamaki Kita did not appear in front of the opposite net.

And after Jin Tianyi started to fall, Hanamaki Takata finally took off and smashed the ball...

Time difference for one person.

This is obviously one of Qingcheng's best combinations.

As soon as Kaneda landed, the front of Hanamaki Kita became empty. He swung his arms decisively to hit the ball, but in the next second, another pair of arms suddenly appeared.

boom!
Boom!
Two muffled sounds.

The volleyball was directly blocked by those arms and bounced back to the white team's own court.

1: 0.

At the beginning of the second game, the red team took the lead in scoring.

"Senior Hanamaki, I was already tired of watching the first round of the time difference attack. Don't you have any new tricks?"

Akashi Asuka used [Provocation].

In the game, Akashi Asuka never likes unnecessary provocations, but if it is tactically necessary, he actually doesn't mind using his mouth a little bit.

"Huh?" Sure enough, the corners of Hanamaki Takata's mouth twisted, looking very angry.

"First graders, don't be too arrogant!"

"In the first game, we won."

"It's just one game, let's see if we get back in minutes."

"In the first game, we won."

"The competition depends on the final result..."

"In the first game, we won."

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Akashi Asuka's tone was very flat, but every sentence pierced Hanamaki Takata's heart, and for a moment, his whole face was distorted.

After all.

After all, this game is a welcome match, so after the freshmen actually won the first game, they have already won, no matter what the final result is.

Replaced by Guo Jianying's "energy conservationism", in fact, the result of such a competition is completely sufficient.

It's just that Akashi Asuka is more greedy, whether it's a spiritual victory or a practical victory, he wants it all.

"Damn first grade kid, just wait for me, I will definitely blow you up with the next ball."

Akashi Asuka nodded lightly: "Oh! Then I'll wait, after all...we have already won the first game."

Hanamaki Takata: "·······o(▼皮▼メ;)o"

　Thank you for the rain that affects your mood, Che Beiyuan, witty Jessie, who donated 500 coins.

　　Thank you for the 100 coins rewarded by Lang Xiao Zhongtian.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)