Aoba Johsai's coach, even though he was on another court, kept an eye on the match between Karasuno and Date Industries.

He looked at Karasuno and Date Industry who were taking a break and switching sides.

"Although we won the first game, it is impossible to replicate the situation in the first game. The people from Date Industries, especially the tall No. 7, have already gotten used to that weirdo's fast attack."

Obviously, this

Wu Yangxi was also very clear about this.

He looked at Jingguang, who nodded.

Wu Yang Xixin grinned and said, "Then, for the second round, we will start with the formation after switching positions twice."

This is to prevent Hinata from being closely watched by the opponent's No. 7 in the front row from beginning to end.

"Then, when Hinata switches to the backcourt, I'll have Fujino come on as the rescue server."

"???"

Kageyama and Hinata were stunned for a moment;

"ha???"

The two looked excited, but unlike them, the third grade group had incredulous expressions on their faces.

Jingguang tilted his head and looked at his third-year senior in confusion.

The three people being stared at shook their heads in unison: "No, no, no, nothing."

In the second game, Date Industries targeted Tomine Asahi, and his smashes were blocked several times.

The opponent has gradually gotten used to Hinata Kageyama's weird quick attack.

However, no move is invincible, and both Hinata Kageyama and Keimitsu know this very well.

The No. 7 of Date Industry, contrary to his taciturn appearance, is very quick and sharp in his reactions.

When Karasuno was 18 ahead of Date Industries at 16, Hinata Shoyo once again rotated to the back row.

At the instruction of Wuyang Xixin, Takeda Yitetsu hurriedly raised his hand to signal, "Request a substitution."

Jingguang, wearing the number 12 uniform, replaced Hinata who was about to serve.

"What's going on? Substituting No. 10 for No. 12 at this time?"

"Has number 12 appeared before?"

"No."

Hinata Shoyo said dissatisfiedly: "Just wait and see, Senior Fujino, I will definitely surprise you!"

Beyond the bottom line,

As the referee blew the whistle, Jing Guang lowered his eyes and slapped the volleyball in his hand to the ground.

Apart from the weight of the ball and the difference in court, I was able to find some of the feelings I had when I played tennis.

He also stood at the baseline, holding the racket with one hand, waiting for the battle.

Now, the player who saves the serve is also alone, fighting alone.

"Come on - Fujino, come on -"

"A good serve—"

The serve lasted only eight seconds. Jing Guang took a deep breath and collected his thoughts.

The next second,

“Boom——”

The powerful serve hit the center of the net.

A roll, a vertical landing.

The libero of Date Industries failed to react in time. Although he ran quickly and dived to save the ball when he reacted, he still failed to make it in time.

"nice shot--"

"Another one—"

"One more, Fujino——"

"Good shot, Fujino-senpai~"

The player who scores a point on serve continues to serve.

Jing Guang got the new volleyball, lowered his eyes and patted it again, feeling the elasticity of the volleyball, and the moment he raised his eyes,

The people at Date Industries tensed their backs.

For a moment, I seemed to feel the chill.

“Boom——”

This time, it still touched the tennis ball and rolled down perfectly along the net.

The whole place was silent.

It was an accident if it hit the net ball once, but it was not an accident if it hit the net twice. What’s more, the No. 12 of Karasuno actually served the ball to the same position!!!

The inspiration for this shot came from Marui's special move, but Jingguang made a slight adjustment to make it more suitable for volleyball.

“Ohhhhhhhh—”

"Karasuno Karasuno——"

"One more goal, No. 12——"

"Who on earth is that guy?"

The coach of Date Industries frowned, he couldn't actually tell the strength of the young man.

Next door, Aoba Castle West,

Aoba Johsai's coach, ace and captain, Oikawa Toru, and Iwaizumi Kazuhito all looked serious.

The three of them all saw how difficult Karasuno No.12 was to deal with.

It is not uncommon for players to save the serve. Every school has one.

There are some people with superb skills, but the fact that they can hit the ball in the same position twice, no, now three times, in a row, and yet make it roll in different directions is enough to show how terrifying it is.

On the third ball, the opposing libero had successfully received it, but an erratic bounce caused the ball to land on the net and fall back down.

The opponent should be able to score the fourth goal.

"Is Fujino okay?"

Yuan Xiali was a little worried.

"It's okay, trust him." Sugawara Koji patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"That's right, Senior Fujino's greatest strength has not yet been revealed."

Hinata Shoyo nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm? What did you say Hinata? Have you seen Fujino serve?"