Chapter 69 Insignificant Self-esteem

"The one walking towards us now is the Argentine setter, Iikawa Toru."

Iikawa Haruka's brown eyes reflected the man who was full of vigor and vitality on the court. The cheers from the whole room were a reward for him at this moment.

She was sincerely happy for him. Finally, he was standing under the spotlight.

This man who had been unknown for six years and stopped in the country, his name resounded throughout the world at this moment.

The Olympic gold medal will be won between Argentina and Japan. As volleyball powers, both countries should not be underestimated.

Iikawa Toru rubbed his hands and looked at the familiar faces on the other side of the net. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

When he was still sitting on the bench of the national team, Kageyama was already a regular member of the national team participating in the Olympics.

At that time, he could only turn his resentment into motivation to continue struggling forward.

Today, he is standing across the net from Kageyama.

Facing Ushijima Wakari, Iikawa Toru was in fear and powerlessness for a long time.

But his teacher woke him up with a word and let him walk to the stage today.

This time, he will let Ushiruo take a good look at his insignificant and insignificant self-esteem!

The first round was Kageyama Tobio's serving game, and he still kept the action of serving and turning the ball.

Kageyama Tobio watched the positions and layouts of the Argentine players with his eyes. As the first ball of the opening, he must not fail!

The Argentine players all looked stable and strong, and each of them was imposing.

Senior Oikawa also gave people a completely different impression from when he was in high school. Watching his first few games, it is obvious that his technical progress and sharp style of play can be seen.

Kageyama Tobio looked at the overall situation and finally decided to aim the first serve at the sideline.

His broad and thin palm subconsciously turned the volleyball in his hand, and the next second he jumped up and served in one go.

The Argentine libero reacted quickly, and he rushed to the volleyball aimed at the sideline in a coherent and accurate manner.

He quickly received the ball: "First pass!"

Oikawa Toru saw from the corner of his eye that the first pass had been filled in time, and he quickly adjusted his position to prepare for the second pass.

He leaned back and threw the ball with his back: "Leo!"

Kageyama Tobio and Hinata Shoyo both smiled with interest. Senior Oikawa/King-sama is so strong!

Their expressions were like children seeing toys. Instead of being frustrated by a strong enemy, they were full of interest.

Oikawa Toru cooperated well with his teammates and handled the game with ease. Kageyama Tobio, Ushijima Wakari, and Hinata Shoyo were no less impressive.

Oikawa Haruka was in the audience, looking at the growing Oikawa Toru. As a family member, she had witnessed many of Oikawa Toru's darkest moments.

The boy who used to cry secretly in his bedroom because of countless defeats has now become a man who can compete for the Olympic championship and stand on his own.

All the reluctance, discouragement, and pain in the past are indelible, but at this moment they have become the nutrients for him to reach the top.

Hoshimi Korai, Hirugami, and Kurosabuki on the other side of the net, they have never seen this setter who is also Japanese.

When Kageyama Tobio and Hinata Shoyo said this name, they all felt unfamiliar.

I didn't expect that such a player who had never entered the national competition would now compete with them in the Olympic finals.

If Iikawa Toru knew what they were thinking, he would definitely laugh it off. He was not the real strong one!

Only when six people are strong can they be really strong. It's not him but them who are really strong!

His teammates are very strong, and he is just a setter trusted by his teammates.

Kageyama Tobio looked at the Argentine team, which was of the same spirit. He once again had a deeper understanding of what senior Iwaizumi said in junior high school.

He has always admired senior Iikawa. No matter which team it is, he can always make his team play the role of one plus one greater than two.

This ability is something he doesn't have, and it is also something he has been trying but never achieved.

The game was in full swing, and the left-handed heavy artillery serve became gradually passive under Argentina's defense.

As the game progressed, Argentina became more and more adept at dealing with Ushijima Wakari.

And the fast break of Hinata Shoyo and Kageyama Tobio was no longer a powerful weapon as the game time passed.

The palms of Toru Oikawa's hands were numb, and his white palms were slightly hot and red.

He had imagined countless times that he could stop the fast break of the weirdo combination, and it was indeed very refreshing in reality!

When the ball slipped from the left side of Hinata Shoyo, the corners of Toru Oikawa's mouth rose wildly.

However, Hinata Shoyo actually hooked the ball with his left foot when it was about to land, and then used his left hand to knock it down.

Toru Oikawa pouted unhappily: "Hinata, it's too foul!"

He was not satisfied after complaining to the main player, he hugged the neck of the main attacker next to him: "Look, this is my junior and his partner. They were a weirdo combination that gave many people headaches!"

The main attacker smiled secretly: "It's to give you a headache."

Toru Oikawa turned his head: "I won't pass the ball to you."

Toru Oikawa held the ball and went to the back row, and the main attacker apologized flatteringly beside him.

He thought of the terrible first-sight kill fast break, which really gave him a headache for a while.

Haruka Oikawa looked at this scene with nostalgia. She vaguely remembered that Hinata Shoyo seemed to have caught the ball with his feet.

He always turns the tide when the outcome is about to be decided, and he still has hope when everyone else has given up.

Even if this ball falls, he still believes there will be the next one.

Even if this game is over, he still believes there will be the next one.

The volleyball keeps making sounds of breaking, some hitting the ground and some flying from the players' arms to the sky.

The scoreboard keeps turning over afterimages, and the scorer's head is covered with dense beads of sweat.

When the referee blows the whistle to announce the end of the game, the whole audience breathes out at the same time.

Regardless of the score, this is undoubtedly an exciting and wonderful game!

The players on the field shake hands with each other and talk enthusiastically.

Ikawa Toru stood opposite Ushijima Wakari, with a calm smile on his face that was different from the glass mask he wore before: "How about my insignificant self-esteem?"

Ushijima Wakari looked at the man he hadn't seen for several years with a firm look in his eyes: "Very gorgeous."

Ikawa Toru stretched out his hand and bumped fists with him: "I said I would definitely beat up your poker face. See you next time."

Ushijima Wakari slowly stretched out his hand, with doubt in his eyes: "Ikawa, you want to hit me?"

Ikawa Toru didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Metaphor, just a metaphor."

A few days ago, they met in the cafeteria like this.

Ushijima Wakari was always meticulous with the unreasonable Ikawa Toru, and Ikawa Toru always felt powerless about it.

Ikawa Haruka's light-colored water eyes were like the silver light of fireflies. The man who was once covered in mud has now turned gorgeously.

The shadow that his brother had been unable to escape from for six years and was attacked from both sides will finally clear up. He killed himself again and again and reassembled again and again.

He is like a diamond, which is already shining and beautiful when it is not polished; but in fact, it is full of impurities and turbidity.

After going through the grinding and polishing process, it becomes an extremely hard and shining diamond.

After Iikawa Toru chatted with Ushijima, Kageyama Tobio smiled at him: "This is the first game after high school, I will win next time!"

Iikawa Toru crossed his arms and said in a cocky tone: "What are you talking about, Xiao Tobio? These are my two wins and your two losses."

Kageyama Tobio's eyebrows twitched: "I will definitely win next time!" Iikawa Haruka

really had no idea what to do with the two people who were still competing after the game. She gestured to the attacker of the Argentine national team and Iikawa Toru from San Juan.

Attacker Julio smiled and made an OK gesture, then he slowly approached Toru Ikawa who was very proud of winning the game: "Tru, your sister is over there." Toru Ikawa

followed Julio's direction and saw Haruka Ikawa who was sitting with his legs crossed and smiling like a picture. He immediately put his hands together.

He promised Haruka Ikawa that they would have lunch together, but he almost forgot about it because he was so proud of himself.

Haruka Ikawa nodded to Tobio Kageyama, and said silently: "Bye."