The situation at Date Industries is already quite bad.
But this was just the beginning. Soon, Oikawa Toru sent out his second serve.
Date Kogyo's defenders concentrated all their attention and fixed their eyes on the trajectory of Oikawa Toru's serve. However, when the volleyball flew quickly, Date Kogyo's players still failed to react.
Boom!
The volleyball accurately landed between Date Industrial Liberator and another main attacker. The tricky placement prevented both of them from successfully receiving the serve, and they could only watch the volleyball fall to the ground.
Qingcheng scored another point.
5:1.
It wasn't until the third ball that Toru Oikawa made a mistake and lost the right to serve, and Date Industrial got one point.
The score changed back to 5:2.
Date Industrial regained the right to serve, but after only one serve, Akashi Asuka hit a heavy shot through the blocker and counterattacked to regain the right to serve.
6:2.
Then it was Qingcheng's turn for Akashi Asuka to serve.
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"Damn, how could it become like this?"
The Date Industrial players on the field were panting heavily, with sweat dripping down their cheeks instantly. The pressure from their opponents made their entire bodies feel extremely heavy even after the game had just begun.
The two sides are no longer simply disparate in strength, but since Date Industrial and Qingcheng have fought against each other, they haven't even had a chance to counterattack.
Qingcheng scored six points.
The only points Date Industrial got were due to Qingcheng's two service errors.
"We have to find a way to break this deadlock. At least we have to find a way to catch the opponent's serve first." Kenji Futakuchi looked at Akashi Asuka who was holding the ball and walking to the service area, and his brain started to work crazily.
Subsequently, Kenji Futguchi gave a secret signal to the players. Seeing this, the six players in the front and backcourt all began to move towards the back...
"Oh? Do you plan to use a full defensive formation to fight?"
Oikawa Tooru noticed Date Industrial's little move immediately, but he didn't pay too much attention: "Are six people really enough?"
Akashi Asuka in the service area moved his wrist. Although it had been several days since he had taken off the weight, the light feeling in his arm had not completely disappeared.
This sense of disharmony now has little impact on smashing, but it still has some subtle effects when serving.
Beep~~
The referee blew the whistle to serve.
Akashi Asuka waited for a few seconds, and after feeling the feel of his hand getting used to it, he slowly threw the volleyball into the sky...
boom!!!
The next second.
A frightening roar suddenly sounded above the Qingcheng Stadium. Qingcheng's frontcourt players had already hugged the back of their heads and moved far away before Akashi Asuka served.
After all, it would be an exaggeration to say that someone who was hit on the back of the head by Akashi Asuka's serve would end up in the hospital.
So now if you were hit in the back of the head by Akashi Asuka's serve, you would be in the hospital in a physical sense.
But even though they were far away, when the roar like a cannonball sounded, the bodies of Qingcheng's frontcourt players still couldn't help but tremble.
The volleyball hit by the palm quickly deformed. As a circle of air exploded, the volleyball was like a rocket. It flew out of the sky above Qingcheng and in an instant, it arrived at the stadium of Date Industrial
among.
A terrifying momentum came over me.
The free man of Date Industrial, who happened to be facing this ball, his eyes became frightened at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt that what he was facing at this moment was not a volleyball, but a ferocious beast that chose people to eat.
"Can't catch it, can't catch this ball."
He rationally told Date Industrial Freeman that this was just a volleyball, but his body instinct prompted him to subconsciously dodge.
Su~
The volleyball was like a beam of light passing through the ears of Date Industrial Liberator, and Date Industrial Liberator suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
"Oops!"
Almost as soon as he got out of the way, Date Industrial Freeman felt regretful in his heart, but it was obviously too late to make amends at this time.
There was a "dong" impact behind him.
The heart of Date Industrial's libero seemed to have stopped beating, but in the next second, the referee suddenly blew his whistle and reached out to award the point to his side.
"Out of bounds, Date Industries scores."
This sudden penalty was like the rain from a long drought, which suddenly pulled the free man of Date Industrial, whose breathing was about to stop, back from the edge of the cliff.
The world in front of me regains its color.
At this time, Date Industrial Free Talent turned around with some difficulty, and then suddenly saw a centimeter beyond the baseline behind him, leaving an extremely clear volleyball mark.
The players of Date Industrial couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then started cheering loudly.
"Oh oh oh oh..."
"Excellent judgment, Kousuke!"
"Lucky, lucky, it seems we are very lucky today!"
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The praise from his teammates really made Date Industrial Freeman feel a little uncomfortable. Just when he was about to say something, he saw a hand suddenly stretched out, stopping him from speaking.
The free man of Date Industrial looked back and saw that the owner of this hand was none other than the commander-in-chief, Kenji Futguchi.
Kenji Futakuchi shook his head at him imperceptibly, indicating that he should stop talking and let the team members think that the goal was his own judgment.
The morale of Date Industrial is very low now, and although the goal just now was just luck, it also boosted everyone's momentum a lot. Temporarily deceiving other players is a move that has more advantages than disadvantages for the team.
But having said that, Futakuchi Kenji's heart was also a little heavy at this time. After all, even he himself was frightened by Akashi Asuka's serve just now.
Even when they played against Ushijima Wakali, they had never experienced the power of this ball...
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Date Industrial is cheering, and Qingcheng is also cheering.
"Pfft hahaha~~~"
"How shameless! Akashi. Your first serve went out of bounds. This is not at all in line with your current reputation!"
"Hahaha... You deserve it. I let you little brat secretly carry weights for training. You must have tasted the consequences now!"
Among the cheers from Qingcheng, Oikawa Toru laughed the loudest.
In fact, the secret competition between Oikawa Toru and Akashi Asuka has never stopped. Just like the serve just now, generally speaking, the number of direct serve points in official matches is also a means of competition between Akashi Asuka and Oikawa Toru.
In the past, the two of them were mostly evenly matched. If Oikawa Toru could serve and score three points, Akashi Asuka would also score three or four points.
The reverse is also true.
But this time, Akashi Asuka really capsized in the gutter.
The first mistake in the opening game was a surprise that hadn't happened in a long time for Akashi Asuka.