"That's just insane!" Yaku Morisuke's mouth hung open, uo close for a long while.

  "That bizarre posture! Normally, pyers rely on the flexibility of their arms to spike down the line, but that guy….it looked like he folded his entire body to pull it off!"

  "And that spike ating into the front cainst a triple block! How is anyone supposed to defend that?"

  As a libero, Yaku felt his head pounding. Even Bokuto Kōtarō from Fukurodani would find pulling off a spike like that incredibly difficult.

  So that's why he used su unventional approach run?

  When spikers approach the heir bodies typically face the blockers directly, which makes their spikes more likely to hit the blog range. But Yaku had noticed that Kyōtaarō angled his body diagonally when spiking against the blockers.

  Attag from the right wing, with a diagonal approad spiking with his right hand—these three ditions bio create that extreme trajectory.

  No wonder he's a starter despite being so antisocial. Today, we're really witnessing Seijoh's hidden a a.

  Seijoh served, and Kyōtaarō's explosive spike had already ighe team's momentum.

  "Kunimi! Let's see a good serve!"

  "Bring it on!"

  Kunimi Akira remained unfazed by the surrounding energy, calmly serving a standard ball.

  "Yamamoto, nice receive!"

  It wasn't a perfect pass, but Yamamoto Taketora had done his best.

  Kuroo Tetsurō charged in as Kenma Kozume set the ball to the left. With precise timing, Kuroo swung and smashed it down.

  "Good dig, Watari!"

  "Double quick attack!" Oikawa Tōru gnced over his shoulder, and both Hanamaki Takahiro on the left and Kyōtaarō on the right sprinted into position.

  Kuroo stood in front of Hanamaki, while Inuoka Sō stepped up to block Kyōtani.

  Bam!

  Even with a direct spike, Kyōtani's trajectory was unstoppable for just one blocker.

  Kyōtaarō scores!

  [Aoba Johsai 3 – 1 Nekoma]

  "Beautiful spike!"

  "Yeah!" Kyōtani roared, exhirated. This was the kind of match that got his blood pumping. The town gymnasium matches always felt too friendly, g both variation and tension.

  Seijoh's serve. Kunimi aimed at Yamamoto Taketain.

  This time, Nobuyuki Kai stepped in to assist, perfectly passing the ball to Kenma Kozume.

  Kuroo positioned himself just a step in front of Kenma. His right foot shifted slightly forward, his body l with a subtle forward lean.

  "It's an A quick attack!"

  The A quick attack was a fast-paced py executed he , close to the setter. The spiker would approach at a 45-degree angle, jumpiically in front of the setter and preparing to strike mid-air before the ball was eve.

  The timing was key—leaping before the setter released the ball and smashing it as soon as it left their fiips.

  Oikawa and Hanamaki jumped to block, only to realize that Kuroo hadn't left the grou. His knees were slightly bent, and he was holding his position.

  "He's not jumping?!"

  "Was that a fake?!"

  Oikawa Tōru and Hanamaki Takahiro began their dest, but the ball gently set by Kenma Kozume was still asding.

  At that moment, Kuroo Tetsurō pushed off the ground with explosive force, his movement beginning from his heels and rolling smoothly to his toes. His body shot into the air like an uncoiling spring.

  Bam!

  Kuroo spiked the ball down with no blockers in sight, earning Nekoma another point.

  [Aoba Johsai 3 – 2 Nekoma]

  "That was a one-man time difference!" Kaedehara Taichi excimed from the sidelines, his excitement evident. Deep down, though, he wished he were on the court, battling Nekoma directly.

  "What's with the surprise?" Yahaba Shigeru muttered, unimpressed. "Didn't you py a simir attack with Oikawa-senpai before?"

  Taichi blinked, recalling the moment.

  Back then, he'd been using Tendō Satori's pyer card in the simution training, relying more on 'muscle memory' than strategy. Thinking about it now, it must've been Oikarecise set that had made the attack successful.

  Yahaba, initially disied in expining, caught sight of Kindaichi's clueless expression. That unmistakable glint of na?ve ignorance prompted him to eborate.

  "This kind of attack creates the illusion that the spiker is going for a quick strike. The setter then exploits the time differeo throw off the blockers, making it easier to nd a shot."

  Kindaichi's face lit up with sudden uanding.

  Yahaba frowned. "But it's not a only used teique. It relies heavily on the spiker's ability to deceive the blockers, plus perfect coordination with the setter. The margin for error is pretty high."

  He absentmindedly tapped his teeth with his fiip, muttering, "For a middle blocker with that kind of size to pull off such a delicate py….it's impressive."

  Taichi's focus shifted eo Kuroo Tetsurō. His perspective, on the match as a whole, now zoomed in on Nekoma's captain.

  It hit him then—Kuroo Tetsurō was arguably the most versatile middle blocker among all Japanese high school pyers.

  In serving, during their match against Karasuno at the 'Battle of the Garbage Dump', Kuroo scored despite fag Nishinoya Yū, ranking just below serve specialists like Miya Atsumu, Oikawa Tōru, and the left-handed powerhouse, Ushijima Wakatoshi.

  In blog, Kuroo was a national-level core, often referred to as a 'defeacti' who guided his team's formation with precision.

  While in offence, Kuroo stood out as one of the few middle blockers who could read the game as it unfolded, choosing his attacks wisely. He was equally profit at front-row and back-row attacks.

  In receives, Kuroo was one of the rare middle blockers capable of stepping into the bae and reliably handling jump float serves—serves that even Nishinoya found challenging.

  Taichi's eyes stayed glued to Kuroo, filled with admiration and focus. He wao absorb every detail of Kuroo's movements, etg them into his memory.

  What Kuroo dispyed on the court was exactly what Taichi aspired to master.

  Nekoma's serve. Nobuyuki Kai's jump serve was received ly by Iwaizumi Hajime.

  "Nice receive, Iwa-!"

  Oikawa stood still, waiting for the ball to desd while his team's positions.

  Then, like a beast unleashed, Kyōtaarō leapt from behind Oikawa, s toward the tre.

  "Give it to me!" Kyōtani roared, already poised mid-air for a spike.

  "An A quick atta response?"

  "Double block!" Yamamoto Taketora and Kuroo Tetsurō jumped together, positioning themselves in front of Kyōtani.

  Whoosh!

  Oikawa arched his back slightly, his hands gently pushing the ball backward.

  Bam!

  Hanamaki Takahiro's spike nded ly.

  [Aoba Johsai 4 – 2 Nekoma]

  Kuroo goward Kyōtani, surprised. For someoh su overwhelming presence, was Kyōtani just a decoy?

  But the scowl on Kyōtani's face as he gred at Oikawa told Kuroo otherwise.

  In that instant, Kuroo realized this py was orchestrated entirely by the setter.

  Oikawa didn't shy away from Kyōtani's intense gre. Instead, he met it head-on with a smirk.

  "Mad Dog-, I'll sharpen those fangs of yours until they're razor-sharp!"

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