Chapter 57: Shiratorizawa vs. Kanagawa Daiichi (1) (120 Leijiachang...

"The match is about to begin between Kanagawa First High School, representing Kanagawa Prefecture, and Shiratorizawa Academy, representing Miyagi Prefecture."

"Beep!" The whistle sounded.

A manager is allowed in the rest area for players, so when Tanjiro saw Kenjo walking towards the serving area from his seat, he couldn't help but sigh quietly, "Shiratorizawa is so lucky."

He actually got the chance to serve first. Thinking of the opponent's terrible serve conversion rate during the previous training camp, the red-haired manager couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Coach Beimingyu's expression remained unchanged. "It's really bad."

He was at a disadvantage from the start, but when his attention turned to Tokito Ichiro, he could only trust his teammates at this point.

Audience seats

After all, he still cares a lot. Guanglai and Hirugami came here with Xinghai. In fact, at the beginning, the other party refused his following and said something like "let's buy some souvenirs" and was about to leave. However, his true purpose was exposed in the quarrel with Meisheng.

He wanted to go watch Shiratorizawa play.

In fact, this intention has long been known to everyone, but everyone is happy to tease Guanglai. After all, it is actually very funny to see him being stubborn. In the end, the other people left as a team, and he and Xinghai stayed to watch the game.

"Huh?" Xinghai Guanglai was clinging to the railing, glancing around. "Where on earth are all these girls and muscular guys coming from?"

Hirugami: "...If you look closely, you'll see they're all holding fans."

No, Hirugami silently changed his wording in his mind. Actually, that should be a cheering fan. It has the three big characters "信一命" written all over it. To be honest, it looks like some strange organization.

Xinghai was even more confused: "Is he very famous?"

As if she heard these words, the girl standing next to him began to explain very enthusiastically: "Mr. Xinyi is super handsome, do you want a cheering fan? I have a lot here." As she said that, she took out a fan from her bag and was about to hand it over.

Looks like a salesperson trying hard to sell.

Xing Haiguang's refusal was strangled in the cradle before he could even utter it. In the end, he could only twitch his lips and squeeze out a word from his throat: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome." The girl waved her hand and returned to her friend, seeming proud that she had given away another handful.

Hirugami was trying to suppress his laughter.

During the interlude, Jiancheng had already walked to the serving point and started serving for the first time in the game with Shiratorizawa cheering on the team, "Serve well."

He tossed the ball up with his right hand, and at the same time, the cheering group in the audience rang out in unison, "One!"

"two--!"

Kenjo Shinichi touched the ball with his left hand. The volleyball was squeezed and deformed due to the force, but it was very fast and flew straight to the position of the libero Tokito Ichiro with the rotation.

"I'll do it!"

Without having time to think about why the opponent's first ball was hit by his non-dominant hand, Ichiro took a step forward, and then the next second he realized that his step was a little too big, but it was too late to adjust. The final result was that because of the rotation, the ball took an incredible arc the moment it touched his arm and flew out of the court.

The numbers on the scoreboard rolled over, Shiratorizawa 1:0 Kanagawa First.

"I didn't expect the first goal to be a banana," said Nandu Shu and Matsumoto, commentating on the broadcast from Miyagi Prefecture. Nandu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at the sight of this moment: "It was as sharp as a sword unsheathed."

"From these past few matches, Kenshiro's serve has been absolutely impeccable. I believe everyone who sees this serve will feel as if the opponent is announcing their arrival with a megaphone," said Matsumoto. "We also believe that Shiratorizawa will go far in this IH tournament."

Nishitani, who had agreed to watch the game at home, now lay back without any image, sinking into the soft quilt and shouting, "So handsome!"

That ball was really hard to receive. He thought about it and decided to go back and practice more. Otherwise, he should call Xu. He should also practice spiking more. He can't lose to Shiratorizawa and the others.

Meanwhile, Xinghai in the stands could no longer maintain a normal expression. "That guy is actually left-handed?"

"Is... is that so?" Hirugami was not quite sure about this question.

Kenjo Shinichi serves for the second time.

"Ninichi hits a great shot!"

This ball is a left-handed toss, then a jump—

"Bang--"

There was a loud sound like thunderclap, and the yellow and blue ball pressed onto the bottom line at a speed faster than lightning.

This ball is a powerful jump serve with the right hand.

"...He just used his right hand again?" Xinghai said in disbelief. "Am I seeing things?!"

Hirugami was also shocked, but he still answered Xinghai: "I think not."

So, this person can serve with both hands? The venue was filled with noise, and the audience who were originally watching other groups were also attracted by the noise here, tilting their heads to see what was going on.

"Master Xinyi!!!" The screams rang out again, "So handsome!!!"

While waiting, Kenjo Shinichi took the time to make a "yeah" gesture to the fans, and the fans became visibly more enthusiastic.

Xinghai, who saw this scene: ...

Xinghai turned to Hirugami with a blank expression: "Do you think he has a split personality or something?"

Hirugami:?

The more Xinghai thought about it, the more he felt that his thinking was correct. "For example, he has one personality on the court, and another personality off the court."

"How else to explain that he's like a cocky guy now, but the one we met was an idiot."

Xinghai looked serious.

Hirugami:......

Hirugami coughed twice: "I don't think so."

Xinghai disagreed: "That means he's very cunning." Xinghai paused, thinking of Jiancheng's genuinely foolish expression, and then retorted to himself: "Forget it, just assume he has a dual personality."

Hirugoma: "Light comes,"

Xinghai turned his gaze to him.

Hirugami swallowed the words he had prepared and said, "Just come if you're happy."

Xinghai is confused.

At this moment, the game is still going on and the serve is still in Shiratorizawa's hands.

"Shiratorizawa's serving player is first-year student Kenjo Shinichi, currently a setter on the team," the commentator said, looking at the player list. "He's already scored two points on his serve. Judging by his performance, he's an aggressive player with a unique personality."

"Kanagawa No. 1 is already at a disadvantage right from the start," he continued. "The usually steady Tokito seems to be having trouble coping with this player's high-volume game."

"Yes," another commentator said, "Kenjo-kun can serve with both hands, so this can be considered a dual-wielding style."

The whistle continued.

After this goal, Toru Ikawa, who was watching the live broadcast at home, sat up straight, put on his headphones, and stared at the screen intently.

“It’s actually a jump ball!”

"Three different serves have already appeared. Jiancheng has completely transformed his serve into a one-man show." The commentator suddenly became excited. "Clean and neat, yet with a sudden stop that makes it hard to figure out the route."

"Perfect jump!"

Oikawa lowered his voice a bit, thinking that he was right after all.

This is how Kenjo Shinichi serves. Once he is in a good mood, he will start to become more active, but when he is in a bad mood, he will keep using the same serve.

From this perspective, if you are in a bad mood when playing against them, you might be able to restrain your opponent.

——Of course, it’s just a thought.

In just a few minutes, Shiratorizawa 3:0

The three-pointers were all shot by the same person with different serves, which was extremely scary.

"A strong man should be like this! Shiratorizawa! Invincible! Shiratorizawa!" The cheerleaders' cheers were like thunder. "Forward! Forward! Shiratorizawa!"

At this time, another banner was also opened, with four concise and powerful characters written on it:

"Lion's Swiftness"

The serving game is still going on. In the eyes of some people, the blue-haired setter in the white and purple team uniform is like a devil with horns growing on his head and his eyes are arrogant. His serve is his weapon and the court is his battlefield.

——Terrifying dominance.

"No way! They actually have two banners!" A passerby in yellow and green sportswear stopped and pointed in the direction of the banners. "I'm so envious!"

"...Now it's Shiratorizawa versus..." Another person hesitated for a moment, "Kanagawa is number one?"

He turned around and asked the people behind him: "Hey, General, isn't Kanagawa No. 1 a strong school? Why does it seem so one-sided now?"

The score on the field is a bit eye-catching, 5:0, and it is obvious that according to this trend, the score will be widened.

"How should I know," said Daijiang You, "We've only been here for less than two minutes, okay?"

Xiandao curled his lips. "You look very, how do you say it, confident."

General Yu: ...

Daisho Yu: "Sometimes I'm really curious about what role I play in your eyes."

Hiroo touched his chin and continued, "Something like a poisonous snake?" He thought for a moment and added, "The kind that bites people even after their heads are chopped off."

general:.

The general smiled and said, "Actually, we should compete in the secondary hall."

The rest of the Tomi people: ...

There appeared, the venomous snake,

Kanagawa No. 1 on the court called a timeout.

"Has he gotten stronger again?" Kamiyabe covered his face and said in a state of collapse as he was leaving the field. "This strength is completely different from before."

"...It seems we're not the only ones making progress," sighed third-year spiker Tottori. "This is terrifying. Are all geniuses like this?"

"Pray that Jiancheng will make a serve error, Amen." Another deputy attacker, Nagano, chose to pray to God between praying to others and praying to himself, and kept making the sign of the cross on his chest.

However, although Kanagawa No. 1 has called a timeout, everyone who has played against Kenjo Shinichi knows that this operation that interrupts his touch is of little use to him.

The blue-haired setter has an almost demanding confidence in his ball-handling abilities.

"...Is he still human?" the contact Furukawa said, "This level is too terrifying."

Coach Beimingyu sighed, "Relax, your usual training won't betray you. The movements just now were all too stiff."

Rather, I was frightened after the first goal and fell into the enemy's psychological tactics.

Ichiro, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke with a determined look in his eyes.

"Next ball."

The rest of the people's eyes will all be on him.

"I'll get it."

Their freedmen declared so.

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The author has something to say: I still need 3k nutrient solution and 140 thunders to finish writing and add more chapters. I feel that the day when I have enough manuscripts is approaching (lie down) (close my eyes)