The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

Chapter 240 End of the Training Camp (I)

After the play, when Lucas suddenly turned into an emergency setter to set up a quick attack for Matsumoto, it was no surprise that Team B was affected psychologically. While they didn't crumble immediately, their performance began to deteriorate slowly before the spirit within them was crushed into dust by Konan's players.

Yuki could only sigh in pity at the sight of Team B players' dejected expressions. "They can't help it. Once they started to bleed, it is very hard to recover, especially against an opponent like Konan."

Still, no one laughed at the hard-fought game they had put up. After all, while they didn't last as long as Team A—only about 36 minutes based on what Sato said—they managed to score more than 15 points. Some might argue that the players they faced were mostly Konan's bench unit, but that didn't diminish their achievement.

"Okay! Good job, Team B! Now, Team C, are you ready?!" Sato called out. The players whose names hadn't been mentioned yet nodded in determination and replied together, "Yes, Sir!"

With that, six new players came onto the court, ready for another game. Yuki stared intently at Team C's members, trying to analyze their situation while ignoring the sulking Riku next to him.

'Miyauchi-kun is the second-best hitter in the camp, behind Aizawa. Haruo-kun is the best middle blocker here. They also have Izumo-kun, the best defender who is even better than me. Adding Sawada-kun, who ended up as the second-best player in the setter training a few days ago, to the mix, Team C is basically filled with powerhouse players in every position. They should be able to do better than us.'

Or... that was what he thought.

To everyone's disappointment, it turned out that Team C was the worst of them all. Not only did they last only 23 minutes—which was half the time Team A managed to hold back Konan—but they could only score 7 points, putting them at the bottom of the table. Yuki could say that he didn't expect the result to be this bad, but in all honesty, he could see why Team C was a disaster compared to the others.

To be honest, Riku was exaggerating. While it was true that Konan played five sets against different opponents, there were breaks in between. Moreover, just like the camp team, they always rotated players to give everyone a chance to play while others rested, meaning their resting time was far greater than what Riku thought.

Riku knew that himself. He just wanted to rant as a way to cope after watching mighty Konan High humiliate them all in five games in a row, none of which were close. This was enough to mess with his head. Your journey continues on empire

'And to think we are a bunch of the most talented players in Tokyo right now... What a joke...' Riku muttered wryly.

"Don't overthink this, Blondie," Haruo suddenly chimed in, circling his arm around Riku's shoulder. "It's impossible for us to win against them with a team that was just formed fifteen minutes before we played. I'm sure Sato-sensei has already considered that. So don't fret too much."

Riku frowned, fully aware of that reality. Still, he immediately shrugged Haruo's arm off his shoulder, staring at the taller blonde in distaste. "Don't put me on the same level as you, Bastard! You can't even get serious about your game, so of course, you can say that easily."

"Well, it's logical to preserve my energy. I mean, who's stupid enough to try their best just for a friendly game while also revealing their capabilities to future rivals? I'm sure you'd understand that, right?" He shrugged mockingly.

"Why, you?!" A thick vein popped on Riku's forehead as he was about to snap. All the players in the immediate vicinity tensed, ready to stop the fight before it could start. Fortunately, Sato, who watched the interaction from the sideline, had finally had enough and interrupted them.

"Okay, everyone! Gather here!"