"Trump cards? From that Aoba Johsai?"
"I think you're overthinking it. Next, we should just end the match as quickly as possible. Aside from that, I don't have any other thoughts."
After Kiyoomi Sakusa heard what Motoya Komori said beside him, his expression suddenly shifted, as if he had just heard something amusing. To be honest, this was the first time he had ever heard such a claim: that he should pay attention to Aoba Johsai's players.
To him, that was simply too laughable.
After all, Aoba Johsai had made it this far almost entirely by relying on Hank's strength.
As for the other aspects, they had almost no effect at all.
Thinking of that, Sakusa looked down on Aoba Johsai even more. From how things looked now, it was still completely unknown whether Aoba Johsai could even properly compete against them.
"Eh."
Motoya Komori had originally been about to say something else, but after seeing the expression on Sakusa's face, he stopped preparing to speak. He knew Sakusa had already completely made up his mind.
Sakusa simply wanted to crush Hank head-on.
He wanted to compete against him. Komori had guessed that long ago, but the situation was now truly moving in an irreversible direction.
Next, they still had to find their rhythm as quickly as possible and sweep Aoba Johsai away in one go. Regarding that, they had no better option.
Right now, the only way forward was to crush Aoba Johsai as quickly as possible and secure this victory.
Thinking of that, many of them began planning how to defeat Aoba Johsai at the fastest possible speed.
Their idea was very simple: suppress Hank as soon as possible.
He was the soul of Aoba Johsai right now. If they could smother him, then Aoba Johsai would be nothing more than a pile of loose sand.
Thinking of that, many people immediately began to look forward to it. This would undoubtedly be directly related to them.
And so, almost everyone began to anticipate what would come next. As long as nothing unexpected happened, Hank's upcoming match would be extremely difficult. This was directly tied to the structure of the match itself.
"Both teams are in position. The match is about to begin!"
"Get ready!"
Immediately afterward, almost every gaze turned toward the court. Their eyes were filled with thick excitement.
To be honest, based on the current situation, if nothing unexpected happened, this would be a fierce battle.
It was even entirely possible that they would play all five sets, because Spring High finals throughout the years had always ended brutally.
This one would be no different.
"Tweet!"
If they could score smoothly, it would be the opening point of the match.
"Serve a good one, Motoya! Take the first point!"
"Come on, don't be nervous. Aoba Johsai isn't worth worrying about. We only need to bring out our own strength."
"Don't tense up."
The other members of Itachiyama Institute's team spoke up one after another, encouraging him.
(End of Chapter)
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