[Comprehensive Sports] Championship Battle

Heitong didn't want to talk to the person opposite. To be honest, she was very nervous when facing Oikawa's jumping hair. At this time, she had to adjust her mentality as soon as possible.But seeing the face of the man on the opposite side laughing with arms akimbo, Hei Tong gritted his teeth and endured it, but he couldn't help but hit him on the head with a ball.

It's a pity that the distance is too long, and a certain general has time to turn his head to avoid it.Seeing Hei Tong jumping his feet due to his provocation, Oikawa was even happier, that kind of boring mask should be uncovered as soon as possible.

But Hei Tong's self-cultivation of facial paralysis is quite high.The so-called revenge, it is never too late to report in the future, it is really not wise to use one's own weakness to attack the opponent's strength at this time.

She took a few deep breaths, closed her eyes without looking at him, and gradually her heartbeat returned to normal levels, and then she opened her eyes again.

The fiery red eyes no longer hesitated, but were very firm. The screams of the girls on the second floor were only silenced as the background sound, and the doubts in the girl's heart were swept away.

The eyes of the brown-haired boy on the other side also changed, and he said with great interest: "The mentality is quite good, but I will not be soft. After all, I follow the principle of 'If you want to fight, hit until the opponent can't stand up'." people."

After finishing speaking, Oikawa threw the volleyball high. He ran forward in a few steps quickly, and then jumped up in front of the baseline. His body was like a fully stretched bow in the air, and he swung his right hand towards the volleyball with all his strength. !

The sphere with an irregular center of gravity shoots towards Heitong like an arrow that leaves the string at a speed that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye!

Heitong opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The trajectory of the ball is clearly reflected in the eyes of the person who is not blocking the net, but compared with it, the body is as heavy as if filled with lead.

Is the ball high-handed or low-handed?

Realizing that he had committed an old problem again, Hei Tong forced himself not to overthink, rushed towards the bottom line, and then raised his hand abruptly!

Bang-!

After the ball hit the arm, the force was not lost, and it quickly bounced off the baseline.

The ball fell to the ground.

The audience fell into silence.

Immediately afterwards, the girls in the stands on the second floor burst into screams like "Senior Oikawa is so handsome!"

The members of the Qingcheng volleyball team watching from the sidelines were still silent.

Most of the people opened their mouths in disbelief, not believing what was happening before them.Especially the boy with a leek head, Kindaichi, he pointed at the field tremblingly, and asked Guo Jian: "This, these two are really brother and sister?"

The red-haired boy Hanamaki Daigui blew a whistle: "I didn't put any water, if this ball hits my face..."

Kazuya Matsukawa, who is also the main candidate of the third grade, thought about it according to his words, and couldn't help but said: "It hurts so much, what kind of hatred is there?"

Everyone looked at Yanquan in unison, and Yanquan stood outside the court with arms folded, "How would I know?"

"Aren't you that bamboo horse?" Hanamaki said without giving up.

Oikawa, who seemed to be in a good mood just after serving the ball, turned his head and said to the sidelines: "I heard it all. Do you think that Youshuran is pronounced as 'neighborhood committee'? Ah, Xiaoyan might unexpectedly suit the neighborhood committee."

Iwaizumi's face was half black, his fists were itchy, and he wanted to beat him again!

Oikawa twisted his neck and turned his hands, looking at Hei Tongyu.

Even after witnessing the serve with an absolute difference in strength, the fighting spirit in her eyes did not disappear, and Oikawa felt inexplicably that there was something she hadn't shown yet.

"That ball just now," he said to Heitong, "you missed the chance to score. If you don't catch it, it will go out of bounds."

Heitong replied indifferently: "What I said before was 'catching' your ball, and it doesn't count if it goes out of the baseline."

"Hey, you know it very well."

Immediately after the second, third, and fourth balls, Oikawa showed his excellent serving skills. While observing where the ball landed, Heitong also thought that if he just recovered his feet and started playing volleyball today, even Oikawa would It is impossible for the ball to do this. It is very likely that it will be fine on the weekend, and there will be training secretly.

The more serious the other party is, the more he wants to bend that will, both Oikawa and Heitong think so.

Soon Oikawa will serve the last ball.

Heitong glanced at the landing points just now, most of them are near the side, and she must be sure that she will not catch the last ball. If she is Oikawa, she will definitely choose...

She called up the panel and quickly placed the reward issued by the system before, and almost at the moment Oi Chuan served the ball, she ran to the left corner of the baseline!

Stand still, bend at the waist and knees, and straighten your arms.

The ball was hit heavily on both arms, and it was painful and numb in an instant. At this time, Heitong didn't think about anything, his body seemed to have an instinctive memory, and he accurately made the movements that should be done when catching the ball.

Quick and quiet, like some kind of feline.

There was only a crisp bang, and the ball bounced high, flying towards the place where the setter should have been standing...

There was no one there, and the volleyball fell to the ground under the weight.

It bounced a few times and rolled to one side.

The entire gymnasium once again fell into an eerie silence. The girls on the second floor who came to see Oikawa looked at me and I looked at you again. Suddenly there was a girl in the corner with a blushing face. She held her face and said to herself To: "I feel...Senior Oikawa's younger sister is a bit handsome."

When she said this, the other girls looked at Hei Tong downstairs who was wiping sweat, drinking water, and putting on a coat. No matter how she moved, she felt sassy. That pretty face plus the outstanding performance just now...

"It does seem to be... so handsome."

The ball was caught by Heitong, and Oikawa came off the field like a normal person. The coach didn't say anything, as long as he checked his feet again, if he was sure that there was no problem, he would hurry back to practice.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Heitong started the game ahead of time, obviously observing Oikawa's movements in the first few shots.Aside from these things, based on Heitong's basic foundation, he knew that more than one or two points were due to luck.

Besides, who knows what the two brothers and sisters are going to do, with Oi Chuan's personality that likes to catch people's pigtails, and Hei Tong's not easy to provoke, no one wants to get involved.

After leaving the field, Hei Tong quickly submitted an application to the team leader. The position was of course a manager.

Oikawa walked over at the right time, pressed Heitong's head and bowed, "Mizoguchi-sensei, although my younger sister is useless, I think she will still do odd jobs as a team manager."

Hei Tong suddenly raised his head and gave him a hard look, then lowered his head again, "Please give me more advice."

The young man in charge of the team looked at them back and forth strangely, not knowing which one was being played.He took the paper, "Yes, yes..."

"Thank you."

"Thank you~"

A sentence is spoken in two tones, which are very different.Of course, Kuroto is the one who is concise, and Oikawa is the one with waves in his tone.

After finishing speaking, the two turned around and left in unison. The leader's unfinished words stuck in his throat, and he almost suffered internal injuries.

Hei Tong glanced at Oi Chuan, who was waving hello to the girls onlookers on the second floor, with a hearty smile like another person.Hei Tong hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth: "Did you actually let go of the last ball?"

"Huh?" Oi Chuan looked over with a smile, "Let the water go? You mean me? Hahahaha I think you were hit in the head by a volleyball just now, right?"

Heitong didn't bother to fight with him, she had received so many balls from Oikawa, she actually had a clear feeling that the power of the last ball was not as strong as the previous one, but it may also be because she was pursuing ball control and lost power.

She tossed the twisted braid that had just slipped in front of her in a salute, and left the gymnasium to go home after cleaning up her things.

Oikawa's leg is healed, so there is no reason to continue to be lazy.But the coach only let him do some basic exercises before confirming that his feet are completely fine.After the training, Oikawa and Iwaizumi lived close to each other after all, and they went home together.

They passed by a convenience store and bought a meat bun to eat. Before Yanquan started eating, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is she starting to play volleyball again?"

Oikawa blinked, "Why don't I understand what you're talking about?"

"..." Iwaizumi rolled his eyes and continued, "Actually, think about it carefully, it's your 'sister' who is being talked about again at the beginning of school. If she joins the team as a manager, many team members will look down on her, right? Can you accept it? Your serve can not only prove that you have a volleyball foundation, but also give people the illusion of 'wow,' because many first-year players can't catch it."

Oi Chuan bit the meat bun with a smile, and said vaguely: "Xiaoyan, your head is not good, why use it, be careful it will be burnt?"

"Garbage River, be careful, I'll beat you up!"

"It hurts! You've already been beaten!"

The conversation between the two ended in violence. When Oikawa returned home, he found that the kitchen light was on. He walked over and saw that Heitong was struggling to put the convenience store bento in a bowl. Seeing him coming back, Heitong was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he said: "You can eat it in 2 minutes in the microwave oven, it is convenient! Fast!"

The brown-haired boy was quite speechless, "Did you feed all your home economics classes to the dogs?"

Hei Tong asked back, "Did you also feed the dog in the home economics class in elementary school? Why don't you watch you cook?"

Someone who was provoked rolled up his sleeves and came right away, but he withered as soon as he opened the refrigerator.

Nothing but eggs and drinks.Open the vegetable preservation compartment, and there is only one sprouted potato inside.

"Forget it, the convenience store bento is the convenience store bento... Don't give me instant miso soup, I can cook it myself! Hmph, of course I won't cook your portion..."

The relationship was still not harmonious, but when the two sat at the dining table to eat, Oikawa took a sip of the salty miso soup he cooked, and suddenly realized that his father and aunt would be back tomorrow.

It was really not easy for him to live under the halo of the broom star until the day when Quanxu Quanwei saw his relatives. Thinking about it this way, the miso soup tasted a lot better.

But at this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went dark, and it seemed that there was a power outage.

Immediately afterwards the table began to shake, plates and saucers clinked, and there was a tendency for the world to spin.

"Don't kick the table!" Hei Tong said.

"I didn't." Oikawa immediately retorted, but as a Mud Bomber, he couldn't be more familiar with this scene.He swallowed, and said as calmly as possible: "I think it must be an earthquake."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his trouser legs being pulled, and only heard Heitong's voice from below.

"Stop pretending, just hide under the table."