Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

On the other side.

Furuya is currently going through the grueling process of batting practice.

After several days of intense training, Furuya's body was already exhausted, and muscle soreness was a constant companion.

He gripped the bat tightly, his eyes revealing a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness.

However, his physical condition made him feel powerless.

With each swing, he couldn't hit the ball away; it could only slam helplessly to the ground, then bounce up, tracing a series of helpless arcs.

"Didn't you eat?!" The teaching assistant's roar rang in Furuya's ears like a thunderclap.

"Can you use your waist a little more strength?!"

"If the ball still won't fly, you're dead."

Furuya's inner turmoil made his pressure increasingly heavy.

Jiang Gu's brain had become numb at this point.

Amidst this endless exhaustion and pressure, only one intense thought remained in his mind: "I..."

"I want to go up to the pitcher's mound."

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the pitcher's mound in the distance, where Lin Xiao was pitching, his movements agile and fluid.

Looking at Lin Xiao's confident demeanor, Furuya felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

I felt both envy and anger.

He longed to be like Lin Xiao on the pitcher's mound.

Meanwhile, Sawamura is training under Chris's strict guidance.

"Your foot isn't up." Chris's voice was calm and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority. "Lift it up."

His eyes were fixed on Sawamura's movements, not missing a single minor flaw.

Sawamura quickly replied, "Yes."

But he couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Damn it, running all day has turned my legs into iron."

However, his respect for Chris and his desire to improve himself led him to try his best to do as required.

"Still not high enough, make it higher."

Chris continued to correct Sawamura's movements, over and over again, patiently and tirelessly.

Sawamura gritted his teeth, enduring the soreness in his legs, and tried his best to lift his feet up.

Sweat kept rolling down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

Lin Xiao had successfully completed his practice. He stood to the side, stretching his body, a slight look of surprise on his face.

"Its recovery ability is quite strong."

"The training intensity has been so high these past few days, but my body doesn't feel very sore."

As Lin Xiao stretched, he pondered, a determined light gradually appearing in his eyes.

"In that case," he muttered to himself, "let's increase the training a bit."

Lin Xiao walked lightly towards the place where Yuki and the others were conducting striking training.

With a gentle smile, he said, "Seniors, how about I go up and throw the ball?"

Upon hearing Lin Xiao's suggestion, everyone turned around, their faces showing shock.

"What a monster! What kind of physique does it have?" someone couldn't help but mutter in amazement.

Everyone knows how intense the training has been these past few days, yet Lin Xiao still has the energy to increase his training volume.

This made them incredibly amazed by Lin Xiao's physical fitness and perseverance.

Seeing the strange looks from the crowd, Lin Xiao strode up to the pitcher's mound without waiting for their reply.

Upon seeing this, Miyuki immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly ran to put on his equipment, preparing to help Lin Xiao with the stakeout.

Few people can catch Lin Xiao's ball speed.

If he doesn't squat, no one else will.

Chris was helping Sawamura with his coaching, and Miyane was helping Tanba-senpai, so he had to step up himself.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Lin Xiao began warming up on the pitcher's mound. The powerful sound of his pitches echoed in the air like muffled thunder, inspiring awe.

"It's a good thing he came to Seido; otherwise, it would have been even more of a problem for his opponents."

In order to allow Yuki and his team to get a chance to hit the ball.

Lin Xiao intentionally controlled the ball speed, not throwing it too fast.

Instead, they threw more skillful shots, such as the versatile forkball and carabiner.

Although Yuki and the others were exhausted and their bodies ached all over, their eyes still shone with determination. They gripped their bats tightly, gritted their teeth and persevered, each swing filled with a desire for victory and a challenge to themselves.

"Is this guy really a first-year student?"

"After such intense training, he still has the energy to throw the ball." They couldn't help but have a new understanding of Lin Xiao's strength.

Even though Lin Xiao slowed down the ball speed, his changing shots were still extremely threatening.

It's not that easy to hit.

"what!"

Isashiki shouted as he hit, putting all his strength into each swing of the bat.

They tried to hit the ball thrown by Lin Xiao.

Ping!

Ping!

Ping!

The crisp sound of the ball being struck occasionally rang out.

Lin Xiao went to great lengths to adjust the rhythm and method of his pitching so that his seniors could benefit from it.

"This kid is still a monster." Miyuki sighed inwardly as he watched Lin Xiao throw the ball with ease, a helpless smile appearing on his face.

Before you know it, night falls.

It's time for our daily 20-lap run before we pack up.

Lin Xiao, like an arrow released from a bow, ran ahead of the group, forming a unique first-tier team.

His steps were light yet powerful, and his breathing was steady and even, as if he never tired.

Yuki, Isashiki, Kuramochi, and others followed closely behind, forming the second echelon.

As they watched Lin Xiao's retreating figure, they secretly admired him and couldn't help but mutter, "A stamina monster."

Sawamura, Furuya, and Kominato were at the very back of the group.

Their steps were heavy and slow.

Each step seemed to use up all my strength, and I couldn't keep up with the pace of the others at all.

When they finally finished the long 20 laps, they were so exhausted that they collapsed on the ground.

He had no strength left, and his whole body felt like a lump of mud.

"Tomorrow, we'll start training early too."

Coach Kataoka stood in front of the group with his arms crossed and said seriously, "Get some rest after you finish the exercises."

"Yes," everyone replied in unison.

Sawamura said weakly, "My whole body..."

"It won't work."

His voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, and his face was etched with exhaustion.

Furuya managed to utter a few words with difficulty: "I can't move an inch." He lay on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Looking at his still energetic teammates ahead, Kominato felt a pang of envy and resentment: "Why are they..."

"Even Lin Xiao is..."

"He can even stand up. Is he a monster?!"

Lin Xiao watched as the three of them followed their senior and were carried back to the dormitory.

"Come on, guys."