Ren Wang laughed a lot. Not bad, it's good to have fighting spirit. But it would be better if he could practice his eloquence more fluently.
"well……"
Xi Gu Xi sighed.
"What's wrong?" asked Ren Wang.
"I was still a little nervous about this game, but now seeing you like this, I feel relieved..." Xigu Xi sighed.
This is how the game works. The reason why he still has lingering fears is because he is afraid of the opponent's strength and morale. Because he knows that his team is not as good as the opponent.
But all the provocations from Nioh from the start of the game till now have given the beginning of the game a different meaning.
But no matter how strong the opponent is, he seems to be able to handle it with ease...
Thinking about the strength he showed in front of everyone last night, it seemed to be true.
"So, the worried Nishitani-senpai just needs to follow his own style..." Although saying this may seem like a cover-up, it is the fastest way for Karasuno to enter the national level.
[Ni-chan]: Host, why don't you find a safer way?
"Senior Byodoin didn't come with us, are you willing to leave me alone in this meeting room?" Niou teased.
[Ni-chan]: But didn’t we always take things as they come when we did our missions before?
"You said that was in the past..." He didn't have a partner before, and now he has a partner.
[Ni-chan]: That makes so much sense, I can’t refute it!
"Long-term separation due to incompatibility has led to the breakdown of the relationship. It is better to end it as soon as possible!"
Of course, Niou still makes sense, knowing that highlighting himself and letting his own team win is actually not good for the volleyball club as a whole. So...
Therefore, while controlling the victory of the game, he began to set high standards for other members, training each of them so that they could all improve rapidly. This way, even if he left one day in the future, he could still ensure the absolute strength of Karasuno High School.
The system gave Nioh two squeaks.
[Ni-chan]: The host really has good intentions.
"Of course, I want to become a god, and a god must have a benevolent heart!"
Ren Wang still sees things very clearly. Whether in life or work, we must take the overall situation into consideration and only care about our own happiness and life. Only by learning to protect others, give way to others, and take care of others can we become a truly strong person that everyone admires.
The system looked at its own host and sighed that its own host was growing up very well and had not gone astray at all. Some hosts at home were simply disgusting!
He only cared about his own life and death and killed everyone in his group!
When Niou was looking at Futakuchi Kenji across from him, he was also discussing Niou.
"Aone..." Futakuchi Kenji said viciously. "Focus on attacking that white-haired guy, he's so annoying..."
"Um."
They had a perfect strategy, but when they got on the field they found out...
Where are the people?
"No...are you guys from Karasuno High School here to make fun of me? Why did you send such a small guy to stand in the front row?" Futakuchi Kenji asked in confusion.
"Are you sure this isn't a relative?"
His eyes were full of doubt, which made Tanaka Ryunosuke particularly unhappy, "Please... we Hyuga are also capable, okay?"
Hinata Shoyo's most important role in the team now is bait, which is to confuse the opponent, but there is dignity in confusing the opponent. The behavior of directly saying that he is a relative is simply excessive.
"Huh, is that so?" Hearing this, Futakuchi Kenji glanced at Hinata Shoyo calmly, "With his height, why should I not believe it?"
"You——" Hinata Shoyo, who hated being criticized for his height, was instantly furious, but halfway through his anger, he suddenly remembered Niou's previous style. "It seems that your team has no other strength except for their good words..."
Hinata Shoyo raised his head and looked at the other party with a proud expression, "——I played a big role!"
This appearance frightened Futakuchi Kenji so much that he took a step back and looked up and down at Hinata Shoyo, wanting to see if there was anything special about him. But after looking for a long time...
The guy who unconsciously clenched his fists and trembled his arms while uttering harsh words, and was obviously nervous, is he extraordinary?
That's enough.
If everyone like this could become top-notch, then everyone in their team would be one.
"Hmph, you boastful little brat, just wait and you'll be hit with the first ball!" Futakuchi Kenji said this, glared at Hinata fiercely, and began to concentrate on the game.
And the game started just as he said... boom.
The first ball came towards Hinata.
And then—bang!
The colorful volleyball, with a thud, fell on Hinata's orange head. The collision with the orange produced a greater elastic force, and the volleyball was fiercely bounced into the sky...leaving only a wailing on the ground, "Ah...it hurts!"
"Haha..." Ren Wang was laughing so hard off the court.
Fortunately, the other members of the team were relatively reliable. They just watched the fun, caught the ball swiftly, and then launched an attack.
"Your laughter is too obvious..." The starting player Tsukishima Hotaru did not play, but stood aside and complained about Nioh.
"It's okay, Hinata can't hear you..." Niou smiled.
"You're not worried about him at all..." Tsukishima Hotaru paid some attention to the competition field, "His facial expression is a little stiff right now, maybe he got hit pretty hard..."
Although the opponent's attack just now was not a jump serve, it was fired by their strongest Qing Gen Gao Shen, so the power was quite good.
"Do you know how many times Hinata has been hit lately?"
Niwang suddenly said.
"What?" He must have heard it right. How many times had he been hit?
"Unlike you, all he has is his obsession with volleyball, innate athletic talent, and conditioned reflexes." A deep look flashed across Niou's eyes.
"Before he was strong enough to control these abilities... these are all he can use now!"
Even though his clumsiness looks ridiculous, it is the only weapon he can use on the court now.
But, it doesn’t matter…
Every game is his accumulation. This time he was hit on the head, and next time he would stretch out his hand to block it.
As for why Niou was so confident?
Just look at the eyes of that orange-haired guy.
He's got his eyes on the other person -
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