Haikyuu!!: The Disaster of Gamers

On the electronic scoreboard, the red and green numbers stopped jumping.

Karasuno 10:10 West of Aoba Castle.

The situation has become a quagmire of intense tension. Both sides are searching for a way to break through this stalemate.

The referee's short whistle cut off the noise in the stadium. Aoba Josai requested a substitution.

The one holding the sign was the blond man with a buzz cut and two black stripes on his head. Number 16, Kentaro Kyoya.

He stepped onto the court with a wild, untamed gait. He didn't look at his teammates or his opponents; his eyes were only on the rolling volleyball.

Oikawa Tetsu stepped forward, raising his hand in greeting: "Yo, Mad Dog-chan, it's finally your turn. You've warmed up enough, haven't you?"

Kyotani didn't even lift his eyelids, walking straight past Oikawa without giving him a sound.

Oikawa's hand froze in mid-air, creating a somewhat comical scene. Hanamaki Takahiro covered his mouth and chuckled, while Matsukawa Kazushige looked helpless.

Lu Ren stood at the net, his gaze sweeping over the newcomer. He had noticed him during the pre-match warm-up; this guy's serve was ridiculously powerful, his smashes were extremely rough, and his temper was several orders of magnitude more fiery than Tanaka Ryunosuke's.

The meticulously functioning machine of Aoba Castle West has always been renowned for its teamwork and Oikawa Tetsu's perfect coordination. Now, they've willingly inserted an unpolished, rough gear. What is Oikawa Tetsu planning?

Lu Ren's brain was working rapidly, retrieving the limited observational data.

The answer was revealed very quickly.

The serve is in Karasuno's favor.

Hotaru Tsukishima stood at the baseline, adjusting his goggles. He hated this situation filled with uncertainty, but his actions were swift and decisive. He tossed the ball and jumped.

The volleyball flew over the net and headed straight for the back corner of Qingcheng's court.

"I'll take it." Libero Watari glided into position and smoothly passed the ball upwards with both arms. The first pass was of extremely high quality, and the ball flew steadily towards the head of Oikawa Toru.

Oikawa leaped, his gaze quickly sweeping over Karasuno's defensive line. Matsukawa Kazushige cut in from the left, his footwork already at its optimal pace.

The volleyball slipped from my hand, traveling a smooth, short, and fast trajectory.

Matsukawa leaped high, pulling his right arm back, ready to intercept. Karasuno's blockers had also jumped, ready to block.

At the same instant, a figure darted in from behind. Its speed was irrational, and it carried a brutal impact.

It's Kentaro Kyoya.

He completely ignored Matsukawa, who was jumping in mid-air, and forcefully shoved his senior aside with his shoulder, taking control of the hitting point.

"Bang!"

The volleyball was hit by an unreasonable force, flew over Karasuno's still-unclosed block, and slammed heavily inside the three-meter line.

The whistle blows.

Karasuno 10:11 West of Aoba Castle.

Matsukawa Kazushige slumped to the floor, looking up in astonishment at the junior who had stolen the ball from her.

Kyotani landed, flicked his wrist, and looked completely indifferent, without even offering an apology. He didn't even glance at his senior lying on the ground before turning and walking back.

A brief vacuum occurred inside the venue.

The audience in the stands fell silent. On the Karasuno bench, Coach Takeda stood with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time. Ukai Koshin nearly dropped his tactical board.

Volleyball is a sport that places great emphasis on spatial distribution and teamwork. Stealing the ball from a teammate not only disrupts tactics but also defies the rules. In official matches, this is an utterly absurd act, unheard of.

Lu Ren narrowed his eyes. The chaotic fighting at Tōzenji Temple was all about instinctively running around, but at least they were still coordinating with each other. This guy in front of him, however, was destroying order solely through violence.

"asshole!"

A roar broke the silence.

Iwaizumi rushed forward, grabbed Kyotani by the collar, and slammed his fist down.

"If you dare to mess around again, get off me! Volleyball is a team sport, is your brain all muscle?!" Iwazumi's imposing aura was fully unleashed, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Kyotani pursed his lips, offering no rebuttal. In this group, only Iwaizumi Hajime could make him bow his head.

Oikawa Tetsu stood to the side, watching this scene with his smile undiminished. He had released this beast to disrupt Karasuno's established rhythm in the match. If sophisticated instruments couldn't deal with "Chimera," then he would use unrestrained destructive power to tear open a gap.

The match continues. Qingcheng serves.

Hanamaki Takahiro stepped up to serve and unleashed a powerful jump float serve.

The volleyball, with a strange change of direction, hurtled straight towards the backcourt.

Lu Ren lowered his center of gravity, quickly adjusted his footwork, and precisely positioned his arms at the ball's landing point. "First pass in place."

The ball flew towards Kageyama Tobio.

Sawamura Daichi started from the right flank, launching an attack from the back row.

Kageyama's back pass was incredibly fast and had a perfect arc.

The earth swung its arm to receive the ball, and the volleyball slammed towards Qingcheng's half of the court.

However, Aoki's blocking reaction was extremely fast. Kindaichi and Matsukawa blocked the ball back solidly.

"besides!"

Lu Renyu leaped out, his body sliding along the floor, and with one arm he forcefully hooked the volleyball that was about to hit the ground.

The ball flew towards the net, but the position was not ideal.

Kageyama Tobio rushed over in a few steps and, while off-balance, managed to clear the ball over the net with one hand.

The ball floated high over the net and landed in Qingcheng's half of the court.

Kindaichi stepped forward and easily set up the first pass.

Oikawa Tetsu came to the ball again.

He looked up and caught a glimpse of Kyotani on his right.

Kyotani had already started his run-up, his eyes fierce, his face filled with a fanatical "you have to pass me the ball" mentality. It was an instinctive desire to attack and crush his opponent.

Oikawa Tetsu smiled. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

He flicked his wrist, and the volleyball turned into a white flash, accurately delivering it to Kyotani's face.

Karasuno's net was in place. Sawamura Daichi and Kageyama Tobio closed in, blocking both the straight and diagonal routes.

Kyotani arched his body in mid-air, his muscles taut. Facing the double-height wall, he didn't choose to meet it head-on, but instead tightened his wrists to an extreme degree, performing a difficult twist in mid-air.

The volleyball flew out of his hand, grazing Kageyama's fingers, and slammed towards Karasuno's net at an incredible sharp angle.

Super tiny slash!

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was crisp and piercing.

Karasuno 10:12 West of Aoba Castle.

Lu Ren stood in the back row, watching the landing point. This extreme method of exertion demands extremely high physical fitness; a slight misstep could easily lead to a muscle strain. This rabid dog not only has a temper, but also matching fangs. Oikawa Toru is wielding this double-edged sword with considerable risk.

We can't let the opponent gain momentum.

Hanamaki Takahiro serves again.

The same jump float shot, but this time the landing point was deeper, heading straight for the bottom corner.

Lu Ren stepped back and steadily raised the ball with both hands. The ball flew towards Kageyama again.

"Hinata!"

A streak of orange lightning flashed across the court. Hinata Shoyo started at full speed from the left corner, circled most of the court, and appeared at the net.

Kageyama's pass arrived as expected.

A bizarre, fast-paced attack that leaves absolutely no time for thinking.

"Bang!"

The ball hit Aoshiro's backcourt, and Watari Chikaharu didn't even have time to react; he only felt a gust of wind pass by.

Karasuno 11:12 West of Aoba Castle.

"Great pass!" Hinata jumped up excitedly, clenching his fists.

Kageyama didn't say anything, but simply wiped the sweat from his forehead and regulated his breathing.

Lu Ren stepped forward and patted Ying Shan on the back. "The processor isn't overloaded yet, is it? The garbled text on the other side is starting to increase the computational load."

Kageyama gave him a cold look and said curtly, "My pass won't be interfered with by that idiot."

Karasuno regained the serve.

Hinata Shoyo took the ball and walked to the service area.

He took a deep breath, tossed the ball, and hit it.

A standard serve, not particularly aggressive.

Guo Jianying moved her feet lightly and easily passed the ball. A perfect first pass.

Oikawa Toru ran into position and held the ball with both hands.

Iwaizumi cut in from the left and leaped high. Oikawa's pass was delivered to him perfectly.

Heavy artillery bombardment.

Hotaru Tsukishima and Ryunosuke Tanaka blocked the ball, which hit Tsukishima's arm and bounced back to Aoki's half of the court.

"Fill the gap!" Iwaiichi shouted.

Matsukawa Kazushige dove to save the ball, raising it high into the air.

The ball flew toward the net, but was still some distance from the net.

Oikawa Toru is adjusting his position, preparing to launch a second attack.

Just then, a figure soared into the air once again.

Kentaro Kyotani.

He didn't wait for the setter's instructions at all, and jumped directly from outside the three-meter line, swinging his right arm fiercely towards the volleyball that was still in mid-air.

There was no tactical coordination, and no route planning whatsoever.

Extreme violent aesthetics.

The volleyball transformed into a cannonball, smashing through Karasuno's defense and crashing heavily to the floor.

The whistle blew.

Karasuno 11:13 West of Aoba Castle.

The entire Karasuno crew stood frozen in place.

This style of play completely defies the common sense of volleyball. Without a setter to organize the attack, the attackers directly handle the chaotic balls they save, resulting in an extremely low success rate. Yet, he somehow managed to pull it off.

Lu Ren looked at Jing Gu on the other side of the net and exhaled a breath of stale air.

This isn't just a bug in the physics engine; it's like the motherboard has been smashed.

Faced with such an illogical opponent, conventional tactical data models are simply incapable of performing effective calculations.

This rabid dog completely disrupted the situation on the field.

Lu Ren walked to the back row and rubbed his wrist.

The numbers on the electronic scoreboard were glaring. 11 to 13.

The move made by Qingye City in the west was extremely cunning.

Oikawa Toru saw through the essence of Karasuno's "Chimera" tactic. The so-called lack of a fixed form was still based on rigorous logic and data calculation. As long as the opponent's actions conformed to the basic rules of volleyball, Riku Ren could weave an impenetrable defense through anticipation and manipulation.

But Kentaro Kyoya is different.

He is a variable that cannot be quantified.

Even he himself didn't know what he would do next, so how could Lu Ren possibly predict it in advance?

Using magic to defeat magic, using chaos to fight logic. Oikawa Tetsu sacrificed some of the benefits of teamwork in exchange for the ultimate destructive power to break the deadlock.

"This is troublesome," Lu Ren muttered under his breath.

Ryunosuke Tanaka leaned closer, gritting his teeth: "That kid is too arrogant, he doesn't take us seriously at all!"

"He doesn't even respect his own seniors, let alone us." Lu Ren cracked his neck, his knuckles making a crisp sound.

Daichi Sawamura gathered the team together. "Don't let them control your rhythm. Their style is certainly aggressive, but their error rate is definitely very high. Let's stabilize our first pass and focus on our own offense."

The captain's words reassured the troops.

But Lu Ren knew very well that simple defense was useless against such an unreasonable beast.

We must find the leash that restrained the rabid dog.

Iwaizumi is the chain, but Iwaizumi is on the other side.

Therefore, the only option is to use more hardcore numerical suppression on the field to completely subdue this beast.

Lu Ren looked at Jing Gu opposite him, the laziness in his eyes completely gone. The excitement of a hunter locking onto a rare prey crept up his veins.

The hidden boss in the high-difficulty dungeon has finally spawned.

On the other side of the net, Toru Oikawa rotated his wrist.

Bringing Kyotani into the fray is a double-edged sword. It might injure the enemy a thousand, but also hurt yourself eight hundred.

But this deal is worthwhile.

The number 13 from Karasuno, Riku Ren. Oikawa Tetsu had long seen through this first-year student's true nature.

A data fanatic who treats the volleyball court like a chessboard.

The best way to deal with this kind of person is to overturn the chessboard.

Kyotani is the one who overturned the chessboard.