The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

Chapter 235 Game Against Konan High (VI)

As the game continued, the smirk on Sato's face couldn't be hidden anymore. He knew that Yuki was damn good at serving, and while the receive training the camp had a few days ago showed he was a decent defender, he had never thought that when the boy was put into the game, the result would be this significant.

Oh, yeah, while Yuki's result in the receive training was good, it wasn't enough to put him in the top five of the list. At first, Sato thought it was because defense was not one of Yuki's strong points. Oh, how wrong he was.

In just twenty minutes of gameplay, Yuki had already shown defensive capabilities that couldn't be reflected in the receive training. First, it was his ability to read the game and command the others to take action. While it was Aizawa who took on the mantle of leader for the team, Yuki was the anchor that kept the team from falling apart. He kept moving and communicating with his teammates to ensure they were in the best position for the next play.

The ability to do that constantly was, in Sato's opinion, far more valuable than Yuki's serving arsenal.

"His presence alone is enough to influence the entire team. He is like Genzo from Konan, the spiritual leader of the team."

"Genzo! Give me the usual!" Matsumoto's shout snapped Sato from his thoughts. He watched with interest as the next play was about to unfold, with Matsumoto already flying in the air. However, his attention wasn't on Konan's captain. No, he knew what Matsumoto was capable of, and even with his eyes shut, he could see a high-quality attack coming from him.

What caught Sato's attention instead was the two players on Team A's side who were ready to stop the attack. It was Ono and Yuki, the two best blockers on their team.

"Come on, Ono! Stay patient! Follow my lead! One! Two! Now!"

BAM!

Matsumoto tried to send a cross-spike to the right, yet the ball only met Ono's hand before falling behind him, resulting in a point for Team A while also cutting off the momentum brought by Lucas's serve.

"OH! I blocked Matsumoto-san's spike!"

"Goddamn it, Ono! You are awesome!"

"You did it! Ono, you fucking did it!"

As all the players from Team A celebrated wildly, Sato's eyes met Hasebe's, who acted as the lineman, and he muttered to the younger man, "Keep your eyes on Kobayashi. He would be a valuable asset for your team."

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"Shut up, Bastard!" Takeda gritted his teeth, trying his best to move.

Even though the game had only been running for thirty minutes, it was far more exhausting than two hours of physical training that they had done every morning in the gym. After all, the adrenaline rush they felt right now couldn't be compared to any training they had ever experienced in the past.

Still, if there was one thing teenage boys were good at, it was their determination not to give up.

BAM!

"One touch!" Takeda shouted after he absorbed the impact of the spike from Matsumoto and let it fly behind him.

"I got this!" Subaru ran immediately to pick up the ball and gave it to Hiromitsu.

After such a long game, the desire to do combination plays, synchronization, or any fancy attacks had dissipated. Except for Aizawa, no one was starting their run-up, thinking that it would be better to wait for Konan's attack rather than waste their energy for an attack that would inevitably meet another brick wall in front of them.

BAM!

"One touch!" This time, it was Hikaru's turn to shout after his attempt to block Aizawa's spike was successful.

"Lucas! Run!"

Harada shouted even before the ball came in his direction.

Yuki felt his body tense for a moment before his eyes went to the Brazilian boy. The others also focused on Lucas, knowing that the next attack was going to come from him. With Takeda and Aizawa out of the equation, only Subaru and Yuki were left to stop Lucas.

But when they anticipated the attack and jumped, that was when they felt as if time had frozen and everything seemed to slow down, as they started to land just as Lucas leaped in the air, spiking the ball over their wall.

BAM!

As they watched the ball fall, there was only one thought in their minds: "What the hell is happening?!"