Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

Mingchuan's defense was like an impregnable fortress, giving Seido no chance whatsoever.

"I didn't expect the second batter to fail to reach base either. Mingchuan is a pretty good pitcher."

"The nickname 'Precision Machinery' is truly well-deserved."

A gasp of surprise came from the audience.

"Mingchuan's defense is absolutely watertight!"

"That's amazing!"

"How do you score points on Seido?"

Lin Xiao walked into the batter's box and met Yang Shunchen's gaze with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"Precision machinery! The pitching is truly as rational and precise as a machine."

"However, I will not back down."

Lin Xiao raised his baseball bat and declared war on Yang Shunchen.

"Interesting!" Yang Shunchen observed Lin Xiao's actions.

Yang Shunchen looked at Lin Xiao, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

He knew that Lin Xiao was one of the most threatening batters in the Seido batting lineup.

"This guy's reaction time and striking ability are indeed impressive. Judging from the previous game footage, he seems to be very good at hitting wide corner kicks..."

Yang Shunchen decided to continue using outside corner kicks to test Lin Xiao.

On the first pitch, Yang Shunchen threw a low ball to the outside corner. The ball had a moderate speed, but the landing point was precise, almost hitting the edge of the strike zone.

Lin Xiao didn't swing the bat; he calmly watched the baseball fly into the catcher's glove.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

Lin Xiao thought to himself, "His ball control is indeed excellent, almost exactly as described in the original work. He's as precise as a machine, but the ball speed isn't as fast as I imagined."

On the second pitch, Yang Shunchen threw a high ball into the inside corner, attempting to disrupt Lin Xiao's rhythm.

"Inside corner kick?!"

Lin Xiao's pupils contracted slightly. He quickly adjusted his posture and swung the bat lightly.

However, the ball went higher than he expected, and it slid past the edge of the bat, becoming a foul ball.

"cut……"

Lin Xiao clicked his tongue lightly, his eyes becoming even sharper.

"Is the inside high ball meant to make me miss, or is it a test of my hitting range?"

"He's actually quite capable."

With two consecutive goals, Yang Shunchen demonstrated his strong ball control and mental fortitude.

He was not intimidated by Lin Xiao's power hitter; instead, he calmly executed his pitching strategy.

With two consecutive goals, Yang Shunchen demonstrated his strong ball control and mental fortitude.

The third goal.

Lin Xiao's eyes sharpened, and his body reacted quickly. He took a step forward, used his waist to generate power, and swung the baseball bat hard!

"Bang!"

A crisp, clear sound of impact.

The bat struck the ball precisely in the center.

The baseball flew out like an arrow, tracing a beautiful arc as it flew over the second baseman's head!

"A double!"

The spectators on the sidelines gasped in surprise.

Lin Xiao quickly ran up to first base, and then rushed to second base without hesitation.

He was incredibly fast, like a cheetah, and reached second base in an instant.

Lin Xiao stood on second base, and he met Yang Shunchen's gaze again, his eyes filled with confidence.

"This is my strength!"

A sense of unease rose in Yang Shunchen's heart. "This guy's reaction speed and hitting ability are indeed impressive. He actually managed to hit my low ball to the far corner so far..."

The catcher from Mingchuan Academy crouched on the ground, rapidly gesturing the code, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"If this hitter really can't make it, we can choose to send him to the finals..."

"No, there's no need to deliberately let him get to first base."

Yang Shunchen shook his head, his eyes resolute, and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, revealing a hint of confidence.

"No matter how good a hitter is, it's impossible for them to make every shot."

His voice was calm yet powerful, as if stating an undeniable fact.

"As long as I don't make any mistakes in ball control."

Yang Shunchen took another deep breath, raised his hand, and prepared to throw the ball.

The first goal.

call out!

The baseball, like lightning, sliced ​​through the air and headed straight for home plate.

"Ping!"

Without hesitation, Yuki swung his bat, the immense force creating a whooshing sound.

The bat struck the ball violently, producing a piercing sound, and the ball was hit towards third base.

The ball spun rapidly, carrying a powerful force, and rushed out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

The referee's voice rang out.

The third baseman looked at the ball flying past with a look of horror on his face.

"The ball you hit was so fast."

He instinctively took a step back, his body trembling slightly.

"If one of those balls flew towards me..."

He dared not imagine the consequences, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Snapped!"

Yang Shunchen caught the pass back steadily.

"Snapped!"

He put the ball into his glove again.

"Snapped!"

The ball made a dull thud inside the glove, as if it were gathering power.

For four consecutive pitches, Yuki relentlessly pressured Yang Shunchen's pitches, leaving no openings.

"Four balls!"

The referee's voice rang out again, breaking the tense atmosphere on the field.

"The one who hits will be guaranteed a place in the team!"

Tetsuya Yuki put down his bat and slowly walked towards first base.

Sawamura stared wide-eyed in the rest area of ​​Seido High School, somewhat incredulous.

"Is this the first time four balls have been discarded?"

Miyuki Kazuya pushed up his glasses, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

"He was stunned by Senior Tetsu's swing."

"The precision machinery is starting to malfunction."

He spoke softly, as if he could see right through Yang Shunchen's heart.

Faced with four bad pitches thrown by Yang Shunchen, Yuki did not swing, concluding that Yang Shunchen was not likely to throw easy pitches, and that if Yuki caught one, it would be a big hit.

Lin Xiao also reached third base.

Although the Mingchuan team members were somewhat disappointed, they did not lose heart. They quickly adjusted their mindset and prepared to meet the challenge of the next leg.

"Fifth batter, third baseman, Masuko Toru!"

Masuko Toru stepped into the batter's box, gripping his bat tightly with a determined look in his eyes.

Facing Yang Shunchen's low outside shot, Zengzi decisively changed to a short-hitting stance.

"Ping!"

Touching the ball.

"Pass to first base!"

Lin Xiaofei quickly ran back to home plate.

"Score!"

Lin Xiao broke the deadlock and scored first.

"Seido! Seido! Seido!"

Lin Xiao absolutely must get this point.

"Out!"

Akiko Owada: "The fifth batter actually used a short hit."

Fujio Mine: "At times like these, we should choose to take the first point."

Three outs, then the offensive and defensive sides switch.

In the first half of the second set, Mingchuan attacks.

Next up is Mingchuan's center line.

Mingchuan Rest Area.

Coach Mingchuan's expression was serious as he instructed his players: "Don't be intimidated by the opponent's pitches. Stay calm, choose your pitches carefully, and seize your opportunities!"

"Don't worry, they only got one point, Shunchen."

"Now it's our turn to fight back!"

"Yes," the Mingchuan group responded.

"Shiratori, keep shooting!"

"Go for it! It's all up to you!"

"Lin Xiao, let me see just how strong you really are," Bai Niao thought to himself.

Although Lin Xiao's pitching was very powerful, he clearly did not intend to be easily suppressed.

"Trying to take points from me? Dream on." Lin Xiao sneered inwardly.

Shiratori stood in the batter's box, his grip on the bat slightly tightened, his eyes fixed on Lin Xiao. His breathing was slightly rapid, clearly sensing the pressure from Lin Xiao's pitching.