Haikyuu!!: The Disaster of Gamers

The referee blew the whistle and swung his arm. The first set officially began.

Karasuno wins the ball. Kageyama Tobio spins the volleyball with one hand and walks towards the baseline.

In the Inarizaki grandstand, a student conductor in the front row raises his baton.

Brass instruments resounded. Powerful sound waves pressed down on the venue from above. This was not chaotic noise, but a deep bass with a strong rhythm.

"Thump—thump—thump!"

The frequency of the drumbeats was perfectly timed to coincide with the intervals when Kageyama was patting the ball.

Kageyama throws the ball.

"Hush—!" The entire Inarisaki support group booed in unison.

The sudden change in sound disrupted muscle memory. The volleyball's trajectory in the air was three centimeters lower than usual.

Kageyama jumped forcefully and swung his arm. His palm struck the lower part of the ball.

The volleyball sailed over the net with a very shallow landing point, landing directly in the arms of Inarisaki libero, Akagi Jisei.

"Chance ball!" Akagi made a steady pass.

Gong You ran to his position and held the ball with both hands.

No verbal communication was needed. Miyaji cut in from the right flank with lightning speed, jumping without the slightest hesitation.

The ball is struck, lands, and scores. Inarizaki takes the first point.

Gong You turned to look at Ying Shan, raising his chin provocatively: "Thanks for the treat. The national youth team's little darling isn't playing well today."

Kageyama stared at his palm, his brows furrowed.

"Don't worry about it." Daichi Sawamura clapped his hands. "Get the first pass going."

The score is 0-1. The serve has changed hands.

Gong You walked to the baseline and took the volleyball from the ball boy.

The brass band music from the Inarisaki stands stopped abruptly. The entire stadium fell into dead silence.

Gong You closed his eyes, his fingers tracing the patterns on the ball. This was his fixed ritual before serving, requiring absolute focus to adjust his breathing and footwork.

In the stands, Lu Jianguo pushed his sunglasses up to his head and gestured to the old men behind him.

"Show your talent."

The old man leading the group puffed out his cheeks.

"Drip—tick—drip—!"

The highest note of the suona resonated throughout the entire venue.

There is no melody, no build-up, just pure physical penetration.

Gong You's hand trembled, and the volleyball almost slipped from his grasp. He opened his eyes and glared fiercely at the Karasuno stands.

Lu Xin raised the megaphone: "Son! Turn the microphone upside down on them!"

The static from the loudspeakers mingled with the mournful cries of the suona, scattering the air inside the stadium.

The referee raised his hand, signaling for the game to continue. The eight-second serve rule waits for no one.

Gong You gritted his teeth and tossed the ball into the air.

The little gong rang out with a "clang".

Gong You paused for a beat before jumping. He raised his arm and struck the ball.

"Bang."

The volleyball didn't go over the net; it hit the net tape directly and bounced back to Inarisaki's half of the court.

Serve error. 1-1 tie.

At Karasuno's halftime, Tsukishima Hotaru adjusted her glasses and said, "This kind of scoring method is really not something to be happy about."

Ryunosuke Tanaka, hands on his hips, threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Who cares! A point is a point! Well done, you old guys!"

Lu Ren walked to the net, looked at Gong You, whose face was ashen, and spread his hands: "See, I told you, it's a mechanic that counters stats. Your serve wouldn't even scare a dog in a rural village."

Gong Zhi walked over and patted Gong You on the back: "Is your serve like you're bowing down to the other side?"

"Shut up!" Gong You shook off his hand. "Who could stand that noise! ​​My eardrums are going to burst!"

The match continues. Karasuno serves.

Dongfengxu stood at the bottom line.

The Inarizaki Band once again stepped up their efforts, attempting to drown out the suona with their volume.

The two stands are now completely at odds.

On one side was a perfectly synchronized symphony, and on the other side was the powerfully penetrating mournful music of Sichuan.

The players on the field were sandwiched in between.

Dong Fengxu's jump serve was affected by the sound of the ball, resulting in a slower ball speed.

Inarizaki's outside hitter, Shiro Aran, received the first pass.

Gong You jumps up, ready to pass the ball.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sound of cymbals rang out at the most crucial moment of the pass.

Miya Yu's fingers twitched almost imperceptibly. The fast break ball he passed to Kamina Rintaro was five centimeters off in height.

The corner name barely managed to handle the situation, and the ball was caught by Daichi Sawamura.

"Counterattack!"

Kageyama Tobio ran towards the landing point.

Hinata Shoyo started from the back seat and went extremely fast.

Inarizaki's blocker followed closely behind.

"Drip, drip, drip—"

Amidst the sound of suona horns, the sun leaped high into the air.

Kageyama delivered the ball with pinpoint accuracy.

The volleyball hit the floor of Inarizaki's half of the court.

Karasuno scores. 2:1.

Hyuga landed, excitedly waving his arms: "Good shot! Kageyama! This music is awesome!"

Kageyama ignored Hinata and turned to look at Rikuren.

Lu Ren nodded.

The panel data is being refreshed.

[Inarisaki Dual-Core System: Synchronization rate decreased by 15%.]

[Mood level: Extremely irritable.]

"Keep going," Lu Ren said. "Stir things up. They're used to playing with their own background music; now we'll change their tune."

For the next ten minutes, the game turned into an unprecedentedly bad fight.

Inarisaki's usually impeccable coordination suffered frequent mishaps due to the noise and distractions typical of a wedding or funeral.

Miyako's passes were no longer flawless.

Miyaji's positioning is sometimes a beat slow.

Rintaro Kakuna's blocking judgment was also affected.

On the other hand, let's look at Karasuno.

Hinata Shoyo, being a single-celled organism, is completely immune to noise interference. He even found the suona sound rhythmic, which made him run even more energetically.

Tobio Kageyama focused all his attention on volleyball, forcibly blocking out all external noise.

Ryunosuke Tanaka and Yu Nishitani were like fish in water amidst the noise, getting more and more excited as they fought.

The score went back and forth.

7:6. Karasuno is in the lead.

Inarisaki requested a suspension.

Kita Shinsuke handed over a towel and a water bottle.

Gong You covered his head with a towel and gasped for breath.

"Calm down," Kita Shinsuke said calmly. "They're deliberately disrupting the rhythm. You're being affected by the stands."

"I know," Gong You said, pulling off the towel, "but that sound was disgusting. Was that even meant for a human to hear?"

On the other side, at the Karasuno rest area.

Coach Wu Yang covered his forehead: "This match is unwatchable. Are your ears okay?"

"Excellent!" Hinata Shoyo answered loudly.

Lu Ren took a sip of water and looked towards the stands.

The old man was talking business with a few other men, seemingly discussing changing the music.

"Don't change it, this one is fine." Lu Ren muttered to himself.

The pause has ended.

Both teams returned to the field.

Gong You stood in front of the net, his expression changing.

It was no longer the frivolousness of before, but rather a kind of ferocity like that of a wild beast.

"Feed him." Gong You looked at Lu Ren through the net. "You think you can win with such a little trick?"

Lu Ren raised an eyebrow: "How will you know if you don't try? Within the limits of the game mechanics, all tactics are reasonable."

Inarisaki serves. Oshiro Aran.

In the stands, the brass band and the suona band clashed again.

White Alan was unfazed. He launched a powerful jump shot.

The volleyball, spinning intensely, hurtled towards Karasuno's back row.

Yuu Nishitani leaps to save the ball.

"Well done!"

The ball soared high into the air.

Kageyama Tobio runs in position.

Gong You and Gong Zhi started simultaneously, preparing for a double block.

Lu Ren cut in from the right flank.

Hyuga jumped from the left wing.

Attack from multiple points.

Kageyama passes the ball.

The ball flew towards Lu Ren.

Miya Yu and Kakuna Rintaro quickly closed in on the net.

Lu Ren saw the blocking hand gesture clearly from the air.

Instead of smashing the ball, he flicked his wrist and gently lobbed it into the open space.

The ball went over the block and landed in Inarizaki's half of the court.

8: 6.

Lu Ren landed and patted the anti-slip powder off his hands.

"Look, this game is pretty fun. Your system seems to have a bug."

Gong You's face was grim. He stared at Lu Ren, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

"Heal," Gong You called out without turning his head.

"What?" Gong Zhi responded from the back row.

"Speed ​​up. Tear apart these country bumpkins' defenses."

Gong Zhi didn't waste any words; he simply lowered his center of gravity.

It was Lu Ren's turn to serve.

He walked to the service area and spun the volleyball twice in his hand.

The suona horns from the stands dropped an octave at just the right moment, giving Lu Ren some time to think.

[Target locked: Ooshiro Aran.]

[Action Mode: Restrict its jump space.]

Lu Ren took a running start and jumped. It wasn't his signature powerful shot, but a "banana shot" with strong sidespin.

The volleyball drew a strange arc in the air, heading straight for Alan's left side.

Tail-white Alan shifted his feet sideways, barely managing to get up.

One and a half passes were made.

Gong You quickly filled in. He didn't even look at the ball's trajectory; his body leaned back instinctively, and he reached out with both hands.

"Bang!"

Miyaji made a run from the back row and jumped almost at the same time Miyayu touched the ball, completing a super-fast back three-ball attack.

The volleyball slammed heavily onto Karasuno's court.

8: 7.

Gong You landed, turned to look at Lu Ren, and said expressionlessly, "BUG? Our system can repair itself at any time."

Lu Ren whistled: "Not bad. Dual-core drive is really something."

The pace of the game began to spiral out of control.

Inarisaki abandoned conventional organization, and the Miya brothers began to frequently use this unreasonable, high-speed teamwork.

The sounds of wind instruments and suonas collided wildly in the air above the venue.

The sounds of hitting the ball, friction, and shouts mingled together on the court.

Karasuno did not back down.

Kageyama Tobio's competitive spirit was completely ignited.

"Hinata!"

Hinata Shoyo made a diagonal run from the right, jumping at an astonishing height.

Kageyama's pass was perfectly timed, finding the ball right at Hyuga's feet.

The weirdo launched a quick counterattack to retaliate.

9: 8.

The two sides went back and forth, neither willing to give in.

Hotaru Tsukishima stared intently at Rintaro Kamina from behind the net.

Jiaoming's spiking motion is extremely strange, and his upper body is very flexible, always able to avoid the blockers in the air.

"What a hassle," Tsukishima muttered.

Lu Ren shouted from the back row, "Tsukishima! Block the straight shot! Let him hit a diagonal!"

Without hesitation, Tsukishima jumped and used both hands to block the corner's straight shot.

The player twisted his waist in mid-air and slammed the ball diagonally.

Nishitani Yu was already waiting there, and with a quick movement of her arms, she caught the ball steadily.

"Well done, Nishitani-senpai!" Riku Ren shouted.

Kageyama launched another attack.

Ryunosuke Tanaka broke through on the left wing, and the ball went out of bounds.

10: 8.

Inarizaki's coach, Norimune Kurosu, sat on the sidelines with his brows furrowed in a deep frown.

Karasuno's resilience exceeded his expectations.

Especially number 13.

He not only excels on offense, but what's even more formidable is his command on defense.

He could always anticipate Inarizaki's attack route and provide the most reasonable response.

"Is that number 13's brain filled with radar?" Blackbeard Dharma Sect muttered to himself.

On the field, Lu Ren wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The intense mental work caused his physical energy to be depleted dramatically.

[Inarizaki System Analysis Progress: 45%]

not enough.

We must force them to reveal more of their trump cards.

"Fei Xiong!" Lu Ren shouted.

Kageyama turned his head.

"Let's teach them a lesson!"

Kageyama understood immediately.

It's Kageyama's turn to serve.

He stood outside the baseline, adjusting his breathing.

No matter how loud the noise from the stands was, all he could see was that rectangular field.

Throw the ball, take a running start, and jump.

All the strength in the body is concentrated in the right arm.

"Bang!"

The volleyball shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the dead corner of Inarizaki's half of the court.

Libero Akagi made a diving save, but the ball was too fast and bounced off the floor.

Serve and score!

11: 8.

Karasuno's bench erupted in cheers.

Sugawara Koji waved a towel and shouted, "Good shot! Kageyama!"

The Inarizaki team members looked ashen-faced.

Gong You gritted his teeth and stared at Ying Shan.

"This kid..."

The tension in the game was escalating.

The two sides are not only competing in terms of skills, but also in terms of mentality and willpower.

Lu Jianguo, watching his son on the field from the stands, nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, this kid's improved a bit. Gentlemen, keep praising him! Don't stop!"

The sound of the suona rose again, soaring into the sky.

Not to be outdone, the Inarizaki band unleashed a deafening roar from their brass instruments.

This cross-server dungeon raid has only just begun.

Lu Ren stood on the field, feeling the soreness in his muscles and the excitement in his mind.

now it's right.

This is the level of difficulty a game should have.

The tougher the boss, the more satisfying it is to defeat.

"Come on, Inarizaki," Lu Ren muttered to himself, "Let me see where your limits are."

The referee blew his whistle again.

The volleyball traces an arc in the air.

The battle continues.