Chapter 174 Inarizaki vs. Shiratorizawa (6) Match Alert...
"Shiratorizawa! Shiratorizawa! Shiratorizawa!"
"Invincible Shiratorizawa! Victory over Shiratorizawa in every battle!"
"Forward, forward, Inagaka is the best! Inarizaki, Inarizaki! Aji——!!"
"Good shot!"
Not only are the players on the field competing, the cheerleaders off the field are also putting in their best efforts.
Miyaji's serve was received by Ohira Shion who was squatting down. He then started to move forward. Tendo was on the left. Kenjo Shinichi leaned forward. According to this posture, he should have passed the ball to the fourth position. Ushijima suddenly jumped behind him.
"A one-handed behind-the-back pass!" the commentator's voice was almost hoarse. "Perfect coordination, it's like they have telepathy!"
The terrifying thing about this ball was not only that the angle and control were perfect, but what was even more outrageous was that Kenjo Shinichi could see Ushijima's jump behind him without any communication, and even when everyone in the front row thought he was going to pass to the right, he was still able to pass an almost fastball.
"Does he have eyes on his back?" someone exclaimed. "How on earth did that place predict this?!"
"The perspective is too broad." Even Youzhilang couldn't help but sigh. "Jiancheng, that bastard."
Kuroo recalled with interest what happened when he was reading a magazine before.
——Monthly Volleyball once conducted a poll to select the high school volleyball players they most wanted to be teammates with and the ones they least wanted to be opponents of. Among them, Shiratorizawa's main attacker and setter were both far ahead of the others. Kenshiro and Ushijima's names were listed together, and their level of tacit understanding was comparable to that of the two of them on the volleyball court.
Among the opponents that people least want to be, Ushijima is slightly inferior because most people "want to defeat him". On the contrary, Kenshiro has maintained his good ranking as always. By the way, the next one is Miya Yu.
Thinking of this, Kuroo suddenly felt that sometimes fate was very bold in playing tricks on people. Halfway through the third game, just watching them jumping, spiking and saving the ball would make even the spectators feel a little tired, not to mention the players on the court, whose sweat was almost soaking their uniforms.
Grinding was watching very seriously. He lifted his back slightly away from the backrest, leaned forward slightly, squinted his eyes, as if a cat had spotted its prey and was about to hunt. Finally, during the technical pause, he raised the corners of his mouth a little.
"Time difference." Mo La said slowly, "Inarizaki's setter is very smart, but it's obvious that this is not enough to score against another smart setter."
It was as if there were two little figures in front of him, one was Kenjo Shinichi, the other was Gong You, slowly moving the chessboard, then one approached and the other retreated, "He's a little tired."
It goes without saying who he is referring to. Although Miyaji can also pass the ball on Inarizaki's side, once he passes the ball, it means one less attacking point. Moreover, although Miyaji has good skills, his thinking as an attacker in the long run will definitely change his pattern, so most of the pressure is still on Miya Yu.
In addition, Shiratorizawa's spikes forced all the players on Inarizaki's side to keep saving the ball. The front row had to prevent blocks and pay attention to several things at the same time, which was very energy-consuming, and it was inevitable that they would show signs of fatigue first.
"Quick attacks don't have much effect on Shiratorizawa," Kuroo said after thinking for a few seconds, "That's why this situation happened."
If Kenshiro Shinichi wasn't there, the rush attack might still be a threatening weapon, but as a setter, Kenshiro Shinichi has a very wide field of vision. In addition, he is terribly cautious in his movement speed and blocking. When he reaches the front row, he can just restrain the rush attack. Miyaji basically couldn't score many points under him and had to run around everywhere.
Both physical and mental strength melted like ice cream under the scorching sun.
The short time passed in a flash, and both players came on the court again.
Gong You still had the sticky taste of sports drink in his mouth. He licked his back teeth and thought uncomfortably, "It's too sweet."
Despite being restrained all the time, he was unusually calm, or rather, he was a little too calm at the beginning of the third game. Shiratori circled over Inarizaki's head, thinking about how to tear the last piece of food from the fox's mouth. The fox calmly thought about countermeasures in the shadows.
Ohira Shion's serve was received by Akagi and passed to just above the third position.
"What a great pass!"
Gong You should have praised it as well, but at the moment he could only see the volleyball above his head. The air in his mouth seemed to be half-solid, so he bit it and exhaled, "Huh..."
Who should the ball be passed to next? Alan in the back row seemed eager to try, but at this time Shiratorizawa's libero was already ready. If Miyaji crossed from the back, it would not be very effective. Jiancheng should have been able to predict this.
If it were Jian Cheng, what would he do in his shoes? His heartbeat grew louder and louder. He ignored the cheers beside him and felt the touch of the volleyball's leather on his fingertips.
Not even a second, probably.
Gong You blinked and found that everyone's movements were frozen. After a while, the commentator's voice sounded haltingly.
"Miya, Miya Yuu! At the crucial moment, you used an incredible move to complete a second attack! You scored a valuable point for Inarizaki!"
Oh, so that's how it is. I didn't seem to react at all. It was Kenjo Shinichi, across the net, with a calm expression and his usual cold voice, who seemed to be the first to react. He parted his lips, tilted his head, and said, "Good shot."
Gong You: ...
Even though I scored, I still feel unhappy for some reason.
"Well done," Miyaji came over and ruffled his hair, then shook his hands in disgust because they were covered with sweat, "Uh..."
Alan and Big Ear also rushed up and patted him on the back. Although it was only one point out of 25 points, everyone was cheering happily for this point.
Gong You's back was slapped so hard that it hurt. He finally squeezed out of the encirclement. He grabbed the net and moved closer so that Jiancheng Xinyi could clearly see the sweat on the tip of his nose. "Xinyi-kun."
"Next time," he pursed his lips, "let's have a good game next time and let me win."
Now the score difference between Shiratorizawa and Inarizaki is four points, and it is because of Miya You's score just now. From a purely physical perspective, even if they win this game, the chances of winning the next fourth and fifth games are not great. Although Miya You said this reluctantly, he had to admit that, at least in this game, Inarizaki should not be able to win.
The blue-haired boy opposite nodded, then frowned, "I still win."
“…” Gong You went back to his position angrily.
Miyaji raised an eyebrow: "Failed to make friends?"
Gong You said angrily: "Get lost."
Miyaji was in a good mood and said, "I won't bother with you."
The game continues, Inarizaki serves.
“Beep!”
The whistle blew.
*
The referee signaled players from both teams to come forward.
“Everyone—!”
Finally, with the score at 3:0, after completing the final process, the people from Shiratorizawa and Inarizaki bowed to each other.
“Thank you for your advice—!”
“Thanks for your advice!!”
There was so much sweat that Shirabu couldn't tell whether it was saline solution or tears of joy for the final victory.
In addition to bowing to the opposing players, of course they also have to thank the cheerleaders. Shiratorizawa's cheerleaders did a great job this time. Shinomiya was crying loudly and waving hard. Midorikawa, who cried loudly during his IH period, was very calm at this time. He used one hand to help Shinomiya calm down while cheering for the regular players who were bowing to them.
The atmosphere at Inarizaki was a bit depressing. Many people gathered around the coach and lined up to get tissues. The twins were still arguing, and the outside hitter whose serve was difficult to receive was acting as a war correspondent for them. Shirabu retracted his gaze and found that Kenshiro Shinichi was staring at the dazzling ceiling light in the volleyball hall with his eyes open.
Is he a fool?
Bai Bu covered his face, then immediately went over to stop teammate No. 9 from doing such a foolish thing, "Do you still want your eyes? I don't want to stand next to someone with squinty eyes when I receive the award later."
Although it was a complaint, the concern in the tone was not fake.
Senmi came on court to serve midway through the match and then left the court. He wasn't very exhausted and was in a good mood. He came over and said, "Stop talking. They said they want to lift the coach up—"
When he said this, he noticed that Baibu and Jiancheng's expressions became very strange.
Shirabu: "Do you really want to do this?"
He touched his arm covered with goose bumps. Although his face showed no expression, his seriousness was evident in his eyes: "It will be hell when we go back."
Kawanishi Taichi took a towel and threw one to each of them. "That's also for when we get back."
After thinking about it, Senmi decided to raise the stakes: "Wari also said he wanted to do this."
Shirabu's expression changed. Although he didn't continue speaking, his face almost said, "Ushijima-senpai must have his reasons for doing this."
After the discussion, several people walked towards the direction of the supervisor. Supervisor Jiujiang was talking to Supervisor Kurosu, and two assistants were standing in a row behind them.
Because Coach Washi Takumi had his back to them, he couldn't see Team Member Shiratorizawa sneaking towards him from behind. Although Coach Kurosu noticed it, he just widened the smile on his face a little, and then calmly took a step back.
——The old man was thrown up by a few energetic young people.
The serious expression was impossible to control for a moment.
"You idiots!" the old man shouted in the air, "Put me down! You are truly rebellious!"
But apparently no one cared.
Watching this scene, Supervisor Kurosu stroked his chin, looking quite calm: "I didn't expect to see him being thrown into the air again."
Assistant Professor Inarizaki:...
Coach Saito: ...
He's still here.
*
When the award ceremony was held, some of the audience who came to watch the competition had already left. The person who was number one in Kanagawa was one of them. Kuroo and Mamoru were about to finish watching it, and were a little surprised to see Tokito stand up.
"Aren't you going to finish reading it?" Kuroo asked.
Yuichiro: "I won't watch it anymore."
The young libero had a very grim expression, and was holding the crying yellow-haired outside hitter in his hand. The main attacker and another outside hitter who followed him had very well-behaved expressions, and had the temperament of a gang leader.
"I'm going to give targeted training to the younger generation later," said Youzhilang.
Zenitsu, who was already on the verge of death, was completely devastated.
"Ha ha……"
Kuroo chuckled.
*
What happens off the field cannot affect what happens on the field. In addition to flowers, some people also throw special cheering banners and round fans into the venue.
Before standing on the podium, Kenjo Shinichi squatted down, picked out a few things from a pile of things, and finally took out a long strip that looked like a headband with "Shinichi's Life" written on it. He tied it around his wrist. It was tied very obviously, and I guess even those taking the group photo at the end could see it.
"Your brother said he has to leave first." The voice of God still rang in his mind, and the farmer maintained his expression well.
"Yeah." He took the medal and let the presenter put it on him, looking very well-behaved.
"Do you have any other wishes?" Saiki Kusuo was very good at after-sales service. "Oh, by the way, God said your system has been revised. There are missions and so on. You can accept them if you want, or not. Anyway, it's for you to play."
"No," he answered the first question, and then the second, "Thank God for me."
Thank Him for His willingness to receive him.
"Okay." After saying this, the voice of the neighbor god disappeared, and the award ceremony soon came to the final photo session. Parsnip and Abigail's hands pressed on his shoulders, and a moist and hot temperature came from them.
"Smile, champions!" The photographer taking their picture was also very lively, "cheese!"
The smile froze, and the Harukaka belonging to Shiratorizawa ended at this moment.
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