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Chapter 138 - Plowing forward!

"And with that, Brazil's Lucas Almeida Steps forward for his serve!"

Lucas tosses the ball high, exhaling and taking a step, jumping forward and plowing the ball over the net.

Kyle exhales, the ball bolting over the net. 'It's going-' He leans to the right, his platform under the ball moments before it hits the court, bouncing high into the air as he rolls. "It's High!"

The ball quickly spins down towards the court, Kurai running under the ball and setting it backwards towards the net. Tyler sprinting forward and jumping. Diego and Lucas jump at the net, a giant wall forming in front of Tyler midair. Tyler swings and misses, Max jumping in from the backcourt, smashing the ball into the block, the ball hitting the court behind him.

The arena shakes in the roars of the spectators as Diego and Lucas land, fist bumping each other. Max landing with gritted teeth.

USA 12-9 Brazil

"With a Block point by Lucas Almeida, Brazil's B team is back in the game!"

"Yup, and now he steps up for his second serve, Lucas Almeida!"

The whistle blows as Lucas tosses the ball high. Sprinting forward and jumping, smashing the ball over the net. Kyle's eyes glow as he tracks the ball. Split stepping backward and leaning down with his arms extended. The ball whizzing past him and smashing the back line before bouncing out. Kyle grits his teeth. 'Too far forward, didn't go far back enough' He exhales.

"Sorry!" Kurai turns.

"Don't mind it, Kyle"

USA 12-10 Brazil.

"Team Brazil is pulling out their serve states with what they can muster and they're slowly catching up with Team USA!"

The whistle blows as Lucas tosses the ball, slamming the ball over the net once again. Kyle's eyes glow.

"Mine!" He receives the ball, its momentum evaporating as it hits his platform. Kyle grits his teeth and steps back. "It's low!" Kurai sprints over.

"I can see that!" He leans down on one knee, reaching both hands up and overhand setting to the net from a kneeling position to the left side of the court. 

Sean watches the ball. Taking a step forward, then another. Hopping forward with his penultimate and slamming down his block step, flying into the air. In an instant, Diego, Lucas, and Matheus jump at the net in a triple block.

Coach Coely furrows his brows. "They've got him marked, three blockers"

Sean freezes midair for a brief moment. 'That won't… stop me!!' He swings his hand, smashing his palm into he ball, warping it in his hand. The Ball tearing through the middle of the block like paper. Smashing onto the court right beside Rafael. The sound of canon fire fills the Arena as Sean lands and silently pumps his fist.

The arena roars with claps, stomps, and screams of Sean's name as he exhales.

USA 13-10

"There he is, showing his strength! Team USA's main cannon. Sean Maners!!"

"And now the US once again has momentum on their side with their Outside Hitter, Jordan, stepping up to serve!"

Kura turns back to Jordan and nods. Jordan nods back. Sliding his right foot back and lightly tossing the ball with his left hand, swinging his right hand under, hitting the bottom of the ball. Sending it high into the ceiling.

"A ceiling serve from Jordan Adams!"

Rafael steps back. "Got it!" He lifts his hands, the lights momentarily blinding him. The ball hitting his raised hands and rolling off onto the court. Rafael exhaled with gritted teeth.

USA 14-10 Brazil

Jordan underhand serves the ball again, sending it into the ceiling. Rafael stepped forward with lifted hands once again. The ball hitting his hands and rolling off. Lucas diving forward and bringing the ball up.

"Diego!" Diego rushes over to the ball and jumps to set. 

Kurai watches everything in slow motion. Diego in front, Rafael and Lucas rushing to recover, Bruno watching intently, Matheus running up to the net, Fillipe stepping back for a spike receive. 'The front's heavily unprotected…' 

Diego jumps and switches last second from a setting position to spiking the ball midair across the net. The ball hitting a wall of hands, then hitting the court. Kurai lands having blocked it.

"Power spike huh? Thought you'd do that"

USA 15-10 Brazil.

"Brazil better figure out what to do!"

"Diego just tried to use the out of system rally to power dump over the net, but Kurai Vlast predicted it and blocked it!"

"Just what's going through these guy's minds?"

"And now Jordan's up for his third serve!'

The whistle blows as Jordan slides his right foot back. Rafael and Lucas stepping closer to the net. Jordan tossed the ball high and sprinting forward, slamming it over the net. Rafael turns as the ball hits the back right corner without a touch. A whistle blowing as Brazil deflates slightly.

USA 16-10 Brazil - Technical Timeout: USA

"And with that sudden jump serve, we get our first technical Timeout of the first set!"

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