Chapter 157: Shiratorizawa vs. Fukuda (3) Match Alert...
Kenjo Shinichi's serve ended after he scored 5 points, and Fukuda Soso finally blocked a spike from Soegawa.
The live score was [6:2], and if Shiratorizawa scored two more points, it would be a technical timeout... Everyone at the Fukuda General Hospital didn't look very happy.
——We know that he has a great serve, but it’s still scary to face him live.
Seeing this monster serving, Bing Ye smacked his lips and wondered where this guy came from.
If the farmer himself knew this, he would probably tell him seriously that it was Joja. However, right now, the atmosphere on the field was a little tense.
Shiratorizawa wanted to go one step further and win this game, while Fukuda Soso hoped to gradually narrow the gap, at least to prevent Shiratorizawa from winning the first game easily.
But ultimately, their defensive abilities are still inferior to their opponent's. Their victory over Kobe Saka was a stroke of luck. They didn't expect their ace attack to actually succeed. But comparing Kiryu and Ushijima, their personalities are completely different. The previous psychological warfare won't work on Shiratorizawa, and that squinty-eyed guy in the front row seems completely unconcerned. His blocking is also a real challenge...
"Tsk." While waiting for the serve in this round, Bing Ye frowned and smacked his lips again.
He was a little anxious.
"If you keep trying to win, you'll never win," Ikeda, who was standing next to him, suddenly said. "Calm down, this is only the first game."
The captain obviously noticed his irritation and spoke to comfort him. Their second serve was from Ishikawa. In comparison, Ishikawa's serve was just average, neither good nor bad. He could disrupt the first pass with a jump serve, and then rely on blocking to suppress the opponent, but that was only an ideal situation.
"...Oh." The deputy attacker responded, but it was not known whether he heard it or not.
Lei did notice the situation on their side, but he had never paid much attention to the psychological state of the team members. Seeing the captain comforting them, he felt relieved.
It won't be too bad, I think.
“Save the ball—!”
But unfortunately, Ishikawa made a mistake in controlling the direction of his serve, and the ball flew straight towards the libero, who then caught it. "Here I go!"
The ball was passed high, but it was obvious that this was nothing to Jiancheng, who stood out among the setters. He jumped up and stretched out his arms, apparently wanting to hit it a second time, but it was obvious that the ball was too obvious. Even Ikeda in the front row saw his action and was blocked directly.
But he overlooked one point. Although Kenjo Shinichi was tall, he had very flexible wrists and was extremely delicate in handling details.
The blocked ball was taken by Jiancheng with his left hand, and then passed to Ushijima who had noticed his movement and jumped up. Fukuda's blocker had no reaction at all, and the offense and defense were exchanged in a flash.
Of course, noticing the gnashing and almost angry expression on Fukuda Soso's side, Tendo tilted his head and thought that even if he had noticed the ball just now, it would definitely not have been stopped.
"A flawless pass and a miracle happened right there, Ushijima!" The commentator's voice gradually rose.
"Good pass!" Cheers came from the bench and the audience. This continuous transition really caught their attention.
"Shiratorizawa! Shiratorizawa! Invincible Shiratorizawa! Victorious Shiratorizawa in every battle!"
"Tsurugi! Good pass! Great dunk by Ushijima—! Another one!"
"Nobuichi sama——!"
"Ushijima-senpai!"
The cheers were like a tsunami, almost terrifying.
It wasn't just the spectators and cheerleaders. Qing Yuan in the stands gasped as he watched the goal. "I really can't bear to watch this anymore," he said, covering his face. "It's so exciting."
As he spoke, he continued to peek through the gap.
Those who don’t know might think this is not a volleyball game but some restricted scene.
Xinghai: ...
Xinghai showed a disgusted expression as if asking "What the hell is this guy talking about?" It turned out that there was no serious person among those who could ask people to play game cards in the room during training.
Hirugami folded his arms across his chest. "It's really exciting." Even he could feel a rare tingling in his palms. "...I'm kind of tempted to join in." Could he have stopped it? A quick shift, a change of direction.
——A confrontation with the setter.
The smile on Hirugami's lips suddenly grew wider, "It's still a little bit..." He was unwilling to accept it, he thought, I must take the victory back from Shiratorizawa next time.
“…”
The disgust on Xinghai's face was also growing.
Xinghai then quietly moved a little further away from the two people.
These two people are really incomprehensible. Xinghai turned his attention back to the court. Tianchuan's serve had been received by Fukuda Zhengzong's libero.
"Fukuda Soso's libero, Sakuma Fuya, is currently number 11 on the team. He's very skilled at catching the ball," the commentator said, looking through the player's profile. "Libero Sakuma was promoted to Fukuda Soso from Kanagawa Daiichi Junior High School. He was already a standout in his third year of junior high."
"It's sometimes hard for Toru to get ahead in Kanagawa," Kuroo, who was originally sitting on the floor watching the game with Kokunen, thought for a few seconds after hearing Kanagawa's number one name. "If I were him, I probably wouldn't get promoted directly."
"He's just one grade away. He should wait until Tokito goes to college before he starts serving as the first libero." Mo Mo said slowly, confirming Kuroo's idea.
"It's a shame. It would be easier if it were two years apart."
The commentator's voice could be heard at the scene. Although the ball was saved, they still failed to score, so the technical timeout came. Gathering around the sidelines, the coach said a few words to let them relax and then handed the game over to the setter.
"As for tactical adjustments, let's start from the second game," Lei said while observing the expressions of his peers. He was from Futian Comprehensive Middle School and he didn't expect that the team's libero would have such a thing, so he couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Compared to his covert observation, Ishikawa was much more direct, "How come I've never heard of it?"
The free man himself didn't really care, he thought for a few seconds before satisfying the curiosity of his seniors (and perhaps his peers).
Sakuma: "It's not a big deal," he said calmly, "Fukuda Soso said he'd give me a scholarship."
Sakuma: "It doesn't matter where I go. I used the scholarship to buy a Gundam."
Sakuma's grades are pretty good. Even now, he is in the best class at Fukuda Comprehensive School, which has a slightly worse reputation. It is said that getting into Physical Education University is not a problem at all, and the teachers are happy about everything.
Futian Comprehensive People: ...
So that's how it is. The scene they imagined of being outshined by the genius senior didn't happen at all. They felt inexplicably disappointed.
"Ahem," Ikeda coughed twice, pretending he had no expectations, and clapped his hands. "Come on! Don't get too discouraged. Attitude is very important!"
He tried to ignore the "that's not natural" looks from his teammates.
The short break ended quickly, the players returned to the court, and Tianchuan continued his serve.
Standing at the serving point, the Shiratorizawa main attacker felt a little less nervous than in the first ball. Just during the break, Jiancheng told him that the key to this game was not to score a lot of points by serving.
"Just take the initiative," Kenjo Shinichi said. He had never expressed much emotion and his words were often vague before. But since Spring High School, he has gradually begun to use non-body language to make his thoughts understood, although it is still very awkward. "No need to score."
When Coach Jijiang heard the words "no need to score", a cross appeared on his head. He looked like he wanted to hit him with the file board he was holding, but he paused because of the next sentence.
"I'll adjust it."
“…”
Sometimes I feel that this kid is quite arrogant, Tianchuan thought to himself, but he must admit that he did relax a little because of this sentence.
“Beep!”
The whistle for serve sounded, and Tianchuan took a deep breath two seconds later, then made a jump serve that was neither good nor bad.
"Tired!" Saku received the ball and passed it to the setter Lei.
"Left!" / "Give it to me!"
Ikeda and Ishikawa simultaneously called out for the ball.
"Never give up - Futian Comprehensive! Attack, attack Futian Comprehensive -!"
Although it cannot compare to the large-scale support from Shiratorizawa, the cheerleading team of Fukuda General is still trying their best to support their own players. At this moment, the girl leading the team is shouting with a loudspeaker and her face is red.
"Come on, come on Futian Comprehensive——!"
The ball was right above the net, a very good first pass. There were players on both the left and right sides, which made the brain work very fast. The blocker Shiratorizawa had not started to jump yet, and the setter had not moved either.
What ball should he give?
A drop of sweat slid down the high bridge of his nose, soaking the fabric on his chest, and the black and red team uniform of Futian Comprehensive became a little darker.
Finally I understand what I should do now.
Just touch the ball lightly with your fingers.
"Uchiyama! Fukuda Soso's brains chose a second attack when no one was paying attention—" The commentator's tone changed noticeably. "No, Kenjo used his foot to propel him up. What a shame—!"
The commentator fumbled through the transitions, finally finding his voice. "It was just a close shot. Uchiyama seemed to have been waiting for it, jumping up and sending the ball back to Shiratorizawa."
A secret smile appeared on Lei's lips, and he looked at the blue-haired setter opposite him who looked a little gloomy.
My fingers still linger on the feeling of having just touched the ball, and my fingertips are slightly warm.
"I know you can receive it," Lei turned around nonchalantly and walked towards the serving point, the emotion in his eyes unclear, "so I used it twice."
He was obviously in a good mood.
On this side, Tendo patted the setter's shoulder in a comforting manner, who seemed to be stunned. "Don't worry, Shinichi-kun, it's just..."
It was just a missed shot. He couldn't finish the rest of the words. Tiantong tilted his head and said "ah" in a long tone.
You look super unhappy, Xinyijun.
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