Volleyball: Beginning Super Workout System

The match between Uno and Otoma is in the first game this morning!

On the wide pitch, many players who participated in the first game are constantly warming up.

In the audience, many spectators who came to watch the game were also slowly taking their seats!

Creak!

As the game time approaches, the seats outside the stadium~ are getting fuller.

Finally, the referee blew the whistle of the assembly!

"Our first match here today is between Uno High School and Otokoma High School!"

Outside the venue, several moderators in the comment booth were gushing about the situation on the field.

"The battle between Uno and Otoma has been around for a long time!"

"In fact, these two teams were already two very familiar opponents many years ago!"

"I heard that the two teams often hold some training matches in private!"

"yes! However, according to the information we have found, in the history of the training matches between these two teams in previous years..."

"Uno seems to have always been the one with the upper hand!"

"That's right, the number of times they've beaten Otoko is really numbered!"

"I just don't know, will there be a different result this time?"

............

In a ward at Sendai City Hospital in remote Miyagi Prefecture.

Uyang was sitting in the spacious hospital room, staring at the TV in front of him.

Beside him, there were a few children who came to see him, as well as patients, family members, nurses in the same ward...

At this moment, hearing the sound coming from the TV, Wuyang couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha! It seems that the previous black history has been turned over! "

That being said, there was no embarrassment in his tone, but a strong sense of pride.

Looking at the screen of the TV, the occasional flashing picture of the cat and the coach, Wuyang's eyes also flashed a trace of memory.

"Haha! Didn't Grandpa Wuyang often lose to Otoma when he was young! "

After hearing the words on the TV, several other children also reacted and laughed one after another.

"yes!"

Wuyang touched the head of the little boy sitting on the edge of the bed and said with remembrance:

"When I was in junior high school, I met Coach Cat and Coach in a game..."

"At that time, this guy was still in school in Miyagi Prefecture."

"The first game between us, I lost to him!"

"Later, this guy transferred to Otokoma in Tokyo..."

"At that time, in high school, I also competed in the national competition with others in Uno, and Otoma also competed as a representative of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government in that competition! The two of us agreed to meet in the game. "

"It's just..."

"The national competition is like a cloud, and our two teams were divided into different divisions, so later it was also a double halberd, and we didn't meet in the national competition."

Speaking of this, a trace of regret flashed in Wuyang's eyes.

"And since that time, the two of us have not been on the stage of the national competition again!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Later, both of us became team coaches at our alma mater, and since then, Uno and Otoma will organize training matches whenever they are free!"

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"However, despite playing countless training matches, until the year I retired, the teams Uno and Otoma never played each other in the main match!"

"Today's game... For the first time in all these years..."

Hearing Wuyang's story, everyone present was almost stunned.

They didn't expect that a game that originally seemed simple would still hide such a origin!

"That... That...... Grandpa Wuyang..."

The child beside him said with some stumbling:

"Don't you feel sorry that you didn't command this match in the gymnasium in Tokyo now?"

"Regret??"

Wuyang Yiji smiled, looked at the picture flashing on the TV, and said:

"Now Uno's coach is my grandson, and Uno has players in the team who have been taught by me."

"At this moment, they are all standing on the stage of Chun Gao!!"

"So, now I'm very satisfied!"

"What's more, the players are not me, let alone pawns manipulated by me."

"In my opinion, some very precious memories, they have not experienced either."

"But now they have developed their own story, and from us to them, it is a new beginning!"

"This battle now is a battle that belongs to them!"

"So..."

An inexplicable light flashed in Wuyang's eyes.

"Fight for yourself, corpse!".