The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

The game was about to continue, and Lucas, who saw Team A's preparation, grinned widely.

"Now they are starting to think. Good. It will be boring if everything goes so easily."

What he meant was that Yuki and Aizawa had managed to convince their teammates that handling his serve was the best course of action they could take right now. While Lucas didn't know anything about Aizawa, Yuki's stubbornness in the back row left a deep impression on his mind. Although he had played against many good defenders in the national tournament, only a few had managed to frustrate him and the team.

"And to think that his defensive ability is not his main weapon… What a monster."

Of course, if anyone overheard this, they would just roll their eyes at him exasperatedly. After all, this was like the pot calling the kettle black. While Lucas's serve was impressive enough to contribute several ace points to the team, his best weapon was still his offensive ability, and Lucas knew it too. That was why he saved all the praise he had for Yuki for later in a private conversation; he didn't want to sound like he was rubbing his talent in the faces of the others.

Lucas shook his head, trying to focus back on the game. When Sato finally blew the whistle, he tossed the ball slightly into the air, leaping forward before unleashing a fierce serve straight into the area between Yuki and Aizawa. For a moment, Aizawa didn't move, hesitating over whether it should be him or Yuki who received the ball. However, Yuki, who had already mastered the trick, knew full well what Lucas was trying to achieve and shouted immediately, "MINE!"

Yuki knew this trick well. By aiming at the area between two players, Lucas wanted to create confusion about who should receive the ball, and even if it only took one second, with how fast his serve was, that moment of distraction was enough for him to score. That was why Yuki moved immediately; not a hint of hesitation could be seen on his face.

BAM!

Just as the ball was about to pass him, Yuki didn't even flinch as he managed to bump the ball back up, even at the cost of being thrown several feet backward due to its impact. Yuki could hear the gasp from the crowd, but that wasn't his concern right now. He knew his teammates would be worried about him, so the only thing he could do was shout, "FOLLOW IT UP!"

"I got it!"

He didn't know who it was, but one of his teammates flashed in front of him to pick up the second ball. Yuki himself didn't think about it for too long, trying his best to recover his position as soon as possible. From the corner of his eye, he could see all of his teammates starting their run-up, ready to attack at the same time.

"Hiromitsu! Here!"

"Go to the left!"

"Right is empty!"

With three players attacking from all directions, it would be hard for Konan's blockers to guess where the ball would go and stop the attack. Or… so Yuki thought. But after he saw how calm and collected Hikaru and Matsumoto were on the front line, he knew they were prepared for this, so he decided to follow their movement and get ready to dig the ball if it got blocked.

A second later, this was proven to be the right decision, as when Hiromitsu – Team A's setter – tossed the ball to Subaru on the right side, Hikaru was able to block it straight down Team A's side.

BAM!

"Oh! A clean block!"

"It's not over yet! Yuki is there!"

"SHIT! Nice save, Kobayashi!"

Yeah, in the end, Yuki managed to track down both Hikaru and Matsumoto's movements and pick up the ball before it fell to the ground. Seeing this, Hikaru scowled, unhappy that the boy who kept targeting him before was able to save his block.

"Hiromitsu! Again!"

Knowing that they had a second chance to attack, all of Team A's heavy hitters fell back and started their run-up again. This time, Yuki, who had a more favorable position than before, also joined the attack, jumping immediately without even doing his run-up.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Don't think you can hit a quick ball in front of me, Bastard!"

Yuki was dumbfounded when he saw Hikaru already in front of him. If he could see the Konan players' reactions, he would find their facepalmed expressions funny too. While Hikaru's ability to recover quickly after the last block was impressive, the decision he made right now was not based on rational thought, but rather from a drive for revenge. As a result, he did this even before he could see where the ball would go, and Hiromitsu would be ashamed of himself if he couldn't take advantage of this situation.

"Ah! Nice pass, Hiromitsu!" Aizawa grinned when he saw the ball was in front of him.

Yeah, instead of passing it to Yuki, Hiromitsu tossed it slightly higher and longer to the left where Aizawa was waiting. As a result, Aizawa was now in a favorable position, with only Arizawa attempting to block him.

(Aizawa and Arizawa? Never really thought about it, but the author just realized how creative he was in naming people).

BAM!

Aizawa unleashed a powerful spike from his position, trying to avoid the blocker in front of him. Unfortunately, the other Konan players were not asleep and reacted accordingly. Shimada, who was in the middle back, didn't even have to move too far as he just leaned his body aside, extending his hand and letting his forearms cushion the ball.

"Oh! Nice save, Shimada!"

"Genzo, give it to me!"

For a moment, all the Konan players on the court – except for Hikaru – and Yuki somehow remembered an exhausting game between Konan and Tsunemori, where the underdog team fought stubbornly and didn't let anything get through their defense. And even though this Team A wasn't as coordinated as Tsunemori's defense, they were filled with talented players able to fill that hole with their individual abilities, always keeping the ball in the air.

"Damn! Why are they so stubborn?!" Hikaru, who had no idea about this kind of scenario, cursed out loud. "Ha! This reminds me a lot of that game! Right, Matsumoto-kun?" Lucas grinned as he saw Arizawa pick up the ball spiked by Ono.

Hearing that, Matsumoto just snorted before finally deciding to take action. "Genzo! Give me the usual!" he asked the setter.

Harada didn't have to be told twice. He knew this sequence had already run longer than necessary, and they needed to end it as soon as possible to kill the opponent's morale. So, without hesitation, he tossed a quick, flat pass straight to the right, and Matsumoto, who was guarded by Ono and Aizawa, pulled his arms back before unleashing a powerful spike that couldn't be stopped with only two blockers.

BAM!