Haikyuu : The Unstoppable Force

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Date Tech, who returned to the field, began to change their strategy.

They switched from a head-on collision to a strategy of dragging things out!

Since there is no way to stop Akira's spike head-on, they planned to drag it out until his physical strength was exhausted!

Could it be that the rest of Karasuno would also have that kind of powerful spike?

No kidding, that's simply impossible! Date Tech's wishful thinking was very loud.

Akira, however, sensed their intentions but just smiled slightly and didn't care.

When he played at Miyagi Arena, his highest record was 8 consecutive matches in one day!

Even with that kind of high-intensity competition, his physical strength didn't get exhausted. Now, Date Tech's careful thinking was destined to be disappointed.

At the same time, the players of Aoba Johsai gradually came to the field, ready to start warming up.

"The current situation is... well, just as expected, one-sided!"

Bang! Another powerful spike! Akira directly hit the opponent's blocking and scored another point!

Oikawa, who was walking at the forefront, said somewhat sullenly, "I really want to see that guy embarrassed!"

"A genius who makes people angry!"

Smack! Iwaizumi, who was on the side, slapped the back of Oikawa's head!

"Instead of complaining here, let's think about how we're going to target his spike tomorrow!"

"It hurts! Iwa-chan!"

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On the other side of the audience.

"What's going on?"

"What is Date Tech even doing?"

"This kind of spike... they should just hand it over to the back row!"

An uncle said bitterly, "Obviously, the spike can't be blocked, yet they're still trying to block it head-on!"

"They can't even cushion properly!"

"The consequence of this is that the trajectory of the spike is disturbed by the net, causing the person receiving the ball in the back row to have no idea where the spike will land!"

"This kind of Spike can't be picked up by anyone!"

"I think they're trying to drag things out!"

"Drag until that brat runs out of energy, and then they can reverse the score!"

The uncle sitting in the middle said with some uncertainty.

Hearing his words, several other uncles present couldn't help but exchange strange looks. Then, they all shook their heads together.

"Alas! Oh, these young men!"

"I have to say, being naïve is a little cute!"

"They're still too inexperienced!"

Some of them had played on the field with Akira, and some had watched him for an entire day.

They naturally understood Akira's monstrous physical strength.

"Hey! You see, that kid is already targeting Date Tech's tactics!"

Suddenly, a uncle pointed to the situation on the field and shouted.

"Huh? This..."

Several uncles who had come to watch the game were startled and looked toward the field together.

Akira had just noticed the flaws in the opponent's blind blocking.

He began to consciously weaken the force of his spike, no longer blindly using his powerful spike. Instead, he adjusted the force of his spikes, using the opponent's net to alter the angle and send the ball to a more difficult position.

"Alas! It's that terrifying insight and execution again, as if it has become his instinct."

"No matter what the opponent does, it can't escape his eyes."

"It's really enviable!"

"How does he control the ball so finely? It almost feels fake!"

"Yeah! I didn't see him use this at Miyagi Arena before!"

"Could it be..."

Several people looked at each other again and said in unison, "Was he holding back when he was playing there?"

A look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of several people.

A high-level game that ordinary people struggle to stay in with all their strength, but Akira could still retain his energy in the kind of top-tier match...

"What a monster!"

"So how strong is he when he's fully exerting himself? I really want to see it!"

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After Akira made this adjustment, his scoring efficiency increased dramatically.

But this also gave Date Tech a glimmer of hope!

"The intensity of his spike is decreasing!!"

This was something the three people in the front row had experienced!

Kamasaki and Futakuchi exchanged a look first, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Moreover, the Karasuno's No. 7 would soon be transferred to the back row!!

After enduring so many humiliating and losing points, could they finally see the light of day?

At this moment, the entire Date Tech team was like they had been injected with adrenaline, full of energy.

Akira, who was on the other side of the net, also noticed the change in the other team.

With just a little thought, he knew the reason for the change in their behavior.

Akira chuckled, looked at the excited people from Date Tech, and said to himself, "Huh! Sometimes, it's not scary to fail!"

"But after seeing hope, and then experiencing despair..."

"It'll make people collapse!"

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Whistle!

With a mistake in Karasuno's back row, the serve returned to Date Tech.

This time, the players from Date Tech were visibly excited.

"If we can take this point, we'll hold out until Karasuno's No. 7 rotates to the back row!"

Without much effort, the ball sent over was easily received by Karasuno. Moments later, it was Akira again who scored with another powerful spike!

Whistle!

Serve change!

It was now Akira's turn to serve!

This time he used normal serve instead of jump serve

"Huh? Why isn't he using his powerful jump serve?"

"It's normal, isn't it?" someone responded.

"Even in other matches, unless the team was in a tough spot, he rarely used it," another added.

"Maybe we'll get to see that kind of serve when they face Shiratorizawa!"

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"Kageyama!"

After sending the ball over, Akira turned toward Kageyama in the back.

"Huh?"

"Back-row attack!"

"What... what?!" Kageyama's eyes widened in disbelief.

Akira smiled slightly. "Strike while the iron is hot! If we give them time to recover, the effect won't be as strong."

Tsukishima also listened their conversation

"But... can you really deliver that insane spike from the back row?" Tsukishima asked skeptically.

"Yeah" Tanaka asked

"No problem!"responded Akira

Before anyone could respond further, Date Tech launched their attack.

Smack!

Akira picked up the ball with a sidestep and passed it to Kageyama near the net.

"Here it comes!"

The Date Tech blockers, including Aone, Futakuchi, and their captain Moniwa, immediately got into position and started thinking.

Who will it be?

Is it That number 10

Or maybe the glasses guy

Or Is it that previous ace

"Stay tight at the net! Watch the setter's moves closely!"

However, Kageyama didn't set the ball to anyone in the front row.

Instead...

Back-row attack!

"What?!"

Seeing the ball path, the blockers' eyes widened as Akira leaped in the back row.

"I don't believe he can still spike with that power from the back row!"

Despite their disbelief, Aone and Futakuchi jumped to block.

"Be ready, just in case!" Futakuchi yelled.

"Don't let him through this time!" Moniwa shouted.

But the result was the same—Akira delivered the same devastating spike!

The blockers felt their arms nearly give way under the force of the ball.

Whistle!

Karasuno scored another point!

"How is this possible?!"

Coach Oiwake, watching from the sidelines, stood up in shock.

"Isn't he exhausted? His spikes in the front row were losing power earlier!"

"How can he still pull off such a spike from the back row?"

"Is he pushing himself too hard?"

"No... that's not it," Oiwake muttered as realization dawned. His face turned pale.

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In the audience:

"Haha! Date Tech looks completely rattled by Karasuno's No. 7!"

"Who gets tired and doesn't even show it? That kid didn't even bother pretending!"

"Date Tech actually fell for that!"

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When Akira crushed Date Tech's iron wall a nth time, their morale visibly crumbled.

Their once-solid blocking coordination started breaking down, and it became harder for them to keep up with Karasuno's pace.

Taking advantage of the situation, Hinata, Tanaka, Tsukishima, and others rotated in, delivering strong spikes one after another.

Date Tech's morale hit rock bottom. Karasuno easily secured the first set without much effort.

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"There's just no way to stop Karasuno right now," Kindaichi muttered as he warmed up on the adjacent court.

"Even Date Tech, with their iron wall defense, can't hold up. It would take everything we have just to compete with them," he said, sounding a little helpless.

Oikawa, standing nearby, frowned. "We'll need a solid strategy for tomorrow's game."

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At halftime, Date Tech's bench was unusually quiet.

"You all played well," Coach Oiwake finally said, breaking the silence.

"This loss wasn't due to mistakes or errors on your part. It's simply because the opponent is incredibly strong."

Even so, the team remained quiet, the weight of their struggle evident in their expressions.

Oiwake sighed. Date Tech had faced opponents capable of breaking their iron wall before, like Ushijima Wakatoshi from Shiratorizawa. But this time, the situation felt far grimmer than ever before.

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