我打排球真的很弱 by 斯诺克 (Snooker)
"But everyone thinks I am very strong."
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Kobayashi Aotori, who was once an "ordinary person" in the volleyball club, has now transmigrated to become the "volleyball genius" who just defeated Kageyama.
Deciding to stay a...
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IN THE HUGE STADIUM, the lights flickered, shining on every spectator. Everyone craned their necks, eagerly anticipating the visual feast about to unfold.
The rock-paper-scissors match ended, and Kamomedai's team won.
No team, unless extremely arrogant, would let Shiratorizawa take the first serve. Once Kobayashi Aotori took the serving position, it was like putting their head on the chopping block.
Shiratorizawa's members also understood this well. Tendou Satori shrugged, wearing an expression that showed he knew it would be like this.
The players took their positions. The crisp whistle indicated the official start of the match.
The Kamomedai player standing behind the service line took a deep breath. His goal wasn't to serve as spectacularly as Kobayashi Aotori but simply to avoid making mistakes.
In such a grand arena, the first thing every participant must do is manage their emotions and state. Not being overwhelmed by the rapidly changing pace and atmosphere of the match, and performing to their true strength, which is the most important thing.
—It's a pity that the person in front of them is not an ordinary Japanese person.
He was extremely familiar with various competitions and had a profound understanding of the phrase "a sea of people," excelling in "competitions" like Kobayashi Aotori from China.
For this monster, the more heated and noisy the setting, the more he thrived.
Perhaps because of his familiarity with such settings, Kobayashi Aotori has developed the habit of blocking out the noise around his ears and instantly entering into a state of selflessness the moment the whistle blows. In his eyes, there was nothing but the not-so-large court relative to the vast gymnasium.
With a gentle tap from the Kamomedai player, the volleyball soared through the air, heading steadily towards Shiratorizawa's court. Despite his relatively excellent serving technique, the volleyball still "normally" avoided the libero and aimed for the open spot beside the main attacker—
This main attacker had to contend with the terrifying Kobayashi Aotori, who is even more terrifying than the libero.
Facing the renowned Shiratorizawa, the volleyball's trajectory was clear—
"Oh! Kamomedai's serve went very smoothly! Flying straight towards Shiratorizawa's Ushijima! It avoids the libero and doesn't veer towards Kobayashi Aotori, even forcing the main attacker. It can be said to be perfect—"
"Snap!"
"Boom—!!"
The commentator's enthusiastic voice suddenly caught in his throat, his eyes widening. He couldn't utter a single word for a moment.
