Host: Asuka Akashi
Strength: 73 [Core Strength 71, Arm Strength 75]
Speed: 69 [Burst Speed 68, Reaction Speed 70]
Stamina: 71 [Endurance 70, Cardiopulmonary Capacity 72]
Jumping: 67 [Jump 72, Hang Time 62]
Basic Skills: 55.6 [Serve 50, Receive 54, Set 48, Spike 70, Block 66, Defense 46]
Advanced Skills: [None yet]
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A system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind, but Akashi Asuka found himself surprisingly calm, completely without much surprise.
He had already experienced transmigration, so what was one more system?
"Come on, system, introduce yourself."
Akashi Asuka spoke politely in his mind.
However, he received no response.
Apparently, this system was not very intelligent.
Beep!
Just then, the referee's whistle brought Akashi Asuka's attention back to the court.
The substitute second-year from the blue team served the volleyball to the backcourt; the ball speed was not fast. Middle school students' bodies had not yet fully developed, so unless they were exceptionally talented, under normal circumstances, in middle school matches, the receiving side often had the advantage.
Miki Oda, the main opposite hitter with soft, flowing hair, easily received the serve. Seeing this, Akashi Asuka quickly took two steps back, then ran up, jumped...
From the data panel listed by the system earlier, it could be seen that Akashi Asuka's strength, stamina, jumping, and spiking physical attributes were already considered excellent among students of the same age group.
Especially his arm strength, which had almost reached the top level for middle school students.
In the system's data panel, 60 points was the average for all volleyball players of the same age group worldwide. Through this data, Akashi Asuka could tell almost at a glance that this body actually did not have a talent for playing volleyball.
In Akashi Asuka's original memories, although he wasn't particularly diligent in training, he almost never missed basic club practices.
However, two years passed, and besides the growth in a few basic physical attributes, the progress of the six basic volleyball skills was extremely slow, and he hadn't even touched the threshold of more advanced techniques.
Until now.
Except for spiking and blocking, the other four volleyball skills hadn't even reached the average value on the panel.
Akashi Asuka himself was aware of this, so if Daniel hadn't suddenly transmigrated, it was expected that the original Akashi Asuka would have given up volleyball after entering high school.
Ryuhei Mitsushita, the main setter, had cooperated with Akashi Asuka countless times. The moment he saw Akashi Asuka jump, he immediately gently tossed the ball with both hands, sending it flying above Akashi Asuka's head.
No exquisite skills.
In other words, the current Akashi Asuka couldn't hit high-skill spikes. All he could do was one thing: aim for the empty space between the two main middle blockers on the opposite side and swing his arm with all his might.
Bang!
A loud explosion.
The ball directly broke through four arms, leaving a straight beam of light in the air, fiercely smashing onto the floor.
The air instantly became quiet.
A moment later.
"Oh~~~"
Off the court, Nishimori Tomohiko, whose face was full of frustration, suddenly shivered, hugged his arms, and couldn't help but swallow, saying, "How terrifying, why does it feel like Akashi-senpai's spike has become even stronger?"
Akashi Asuka's spikes have always been one of the few things in Sengoku Middle School's obscure volleyball club that other school volleyball clubs specifically paid attention to.
So even if Akashi Asuka could break through a double block, the volleyball club members weren't too surprised.
However, that last spike,
was indeed a bit too scary.
Not only was the power stronger than any previous spike, but more importantly, it was the opponent's aura just now. The two main middle blockers who faced Akashi Asuka head-on should have the most to say about this.
How should I put it?
When facing that last spike, they both felt that the opponent wasn't trying to spike the ball, but rather seemed to want to smash the ball directly onto their heads.
That fierce momentum coming at them even made them feel an urge to pull back their arms and cover their heads.
It's a good thing Akashi Asuka doesn't know mind-reading or face-reading.
Otherwise, if he knew what these two were thinking, he would definitely tell them that their feeling just now wasn't an illusion, because at the moment of that spike, Akashi Asuka subconsciously used the dunking technique he used when playing basketball.
Any technique involving aerial movement tactics has one thing in common.
That is the use of the abdominal muscles, in other words, core strength.
Ground power comes from the feet, aerial power comes from the waist. The original body never quite mastered the experience and technique of using the abdominal muscles in the air. In the past, the original body's spikes relied more on arm strength.
But Daniel has considerable experience in this area, which is why he can unleash stronger spiking power than the original body.
"Oh?"
On the seats outside the volleyball court, the plain-looking middle-aged coach's eyes lit up. He naturally saw the trick in Akashi Asuka's spike just now, but he didn't know if that spike meant the opponent had truly mastered the relevant technique, or if it was just a coincidence.
Akashi Asuka's sudden powerful spike did indeed shock the blue team's opponents.
But this did not affect the course of the game.
It can only be said that everything has two sides. When Akashi Asuka used his basketball experience from his previous life to strengthen his spike,
at the same time,
his already limited volleyball experience further lowered the lower limit of this body's receiving, bumping, setting, and defensive techniques.
If Akashi Asuka, when rotating to the front row for offense, was "above and below, I alone am honored," then when he rotated to the back row for defense, it was "born a human, I am sorry."
Twenty minutes later,
the match ended.
Thanks to Akashi Asuka's explosive offense today, the Red Team narrowly won this intra-squad practice match with a score of 25:23.
"Today's training ends here. Everyone go to the field and run five more laps for physical conditioning, then you can be dismissed."
"Yes!"
After the coach spoke, the many members of the volleyball club quickly lined up and left the indoor court.
After everyone left, the volleyball club coach watched Akashi Asuka's retreating figure and gradually fell into thought.
If the coach was still wondering if the first spike was a coincidence, then in the subsequent matches, he was already certain that their team's ace attacker had indeed mastered further spiking techniques.
If that was the case, then the upcoming training plan might need some slight adjustments.
...
Running on the track, Akashi Asuka's consciousness was immersed in the system panel, pondering how to use this thing.
No one understood the importance of "talent" in competitive sports better than Akashi Asuka.
It was an insurmountable chasm.
Ordinary people might climb to ninety-nine through effort and training, but that last barrier cruelly isolated all ordinary people.
Almost all team sports emphasize unity and cooperation, yet the reality is that whether in soccer or basketball, once a game enters a critical moment, it is often one person who steps up to control the game.
And these kinds of people all share a common characteristic - extraordinary talent.
Without a cheat, relying solely on this body, even if Akashi Asuka was a transmigator, he wasn't confident he could beat the monsters of the demon era like Kageyama Tobio and Hinata Shoyo.
Hmm!
That's right, not long ago, Akashi Asuka finally remembered what world he had transmigrated into.
This was the world of the anime "Haikyuu!!" that he had watched in his previous life.
"Hey! Akashi, training is over, are you still going to keep running?" Omori Masato saw Akashi Asuka, who had already finished five laps, continuing to run forward, and immediately called out.
However, Akashi Asuka didn't hear his voice at all at that moment.
"Then we'll be going now!"
Masato Oma didn't hear a reply, so he called out again, then left the field with the others.
Akira Akashi, whose mind was completely immersed in the system, didn't notice the others leaving. He was pondering what the usage requirements for this so-called "Internal Competition System" truly were.
And it was unknown how long after the others left.
Suddenly.
A clear notification sound appeared in Akira Akashi's mind.
[Ding...]