Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

"call out!"

Yang Shunchen increased the pace of his pitching.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

Miyuki was embarrassed: "This guy has recovered so quickly, he's really tough to beat."

"A curveball right next to the edge of the strike zone?"

"Where will the next ball go?"

"call out!"

"Whoosh!"

The ball leaped up from low to high.

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

Miyuki looked at the ball he had just hit: "A straight ball that's high to the inside corner."

The Seido cheerleaders sensed that Miyuki's situation wasn't looking good.

"They got into trouble after just two balls. First, a low change ball to the outside corner, then a high ball to the inside corner from the diagonal."

"Even Miyuki wouldn't know where to aim if faced with such scattered ball trajectories."

I can't help but admire Yang Shunchen; he was indeed a rough gem.

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

Sawamura said with some concern, "He doesn't seem as relaxed as usual..."

Lin Xiao: "Yang Shunchen is still in the lead right now."

"What a pity, but Miyuki is no pushover either."

Furuya remarked, "Because he's actually not very good at hitting."

Miyuki observed Yang Shunchen's ball-handling strategy: "He unconsciously took high, deceptive shots. That's terrible."

Yang Shunchen: "The first three goals were as expected."

"One out, runner on second."

"The next eight batters are a cautious hitter."

Miyuki admired Yang Shunchen's ball control skills.

"This guy's ball control is really amazing."

"It would be easy to guide the team if I partnered with a pitcher like that."

"The first ball is a change ball with the outside angle slightly low, the second ball is a straight ball with the inside angle slightly high, and the third ball is a bad ball with the inside angle slightly high."

The cheers from the Seido cheerleaders grew louder and louder: "Aim and fire!"

Miyuki: "Next is the fourth pitch. If I were guiding this pitcher, there would be no need for any further setup."

Miyuki and Yang Shunchen were surprisingly in agreement: "The deciding shot is a low, outside-the-corner... breaking ball!"

"call out!"

"Whoosh!"

The ball traces a large arc from low to high.

"Ping!"

Yang Shunchen was taken aback when he realized that Miyuki had figured out his strategy for the ball.

Miyuki: "Our teamwork is excellent; we'll make a great pair."

"OK!"

"good!"

The ball hit the outfield wall and bounced back.

"Safe!"

Miyuki successfully reached third base.

Yuki returned to home plate and scored another run.

"good!"

"Score!"

"A perfectly timed triple!"

"Miyuki! Well done!"

A thunderous cheer erupted from the audience.

"good!"

Minister Ota excitedly waved his fist.

"pretty!"

The reporter from Taiwada stared intently at the trajectory of the baseball, his voice brimming with excitement:

"Taking advantage of the outfielder's catching error, he rushed to third base in one go; that's a significant contribution!"

"A duel between bespectacled guys, they're really something!"

Fujio, the reporter, asserted:

"At such crucial moments, the difference in strength becomes apparent."

"The game is already decided, there's no hope of a comeback."

He said it with absolute certainty.

The Mingchuan High School team members urgently assembled around the pitcher's mound, the atmosphere heavy.

The first baseman stared intently at the pitcher, his voice low and deep:

"Ah Shun..."

The catcher also looked at Yang Shunchen, his tone filled with worry:

"Shunchen..."

Yang Shunchen took a deep breath and slowly began to speak:

"Did he see through that shot just now?"

The catcher hesitated for a moment, but then nodded:

"I guess... He stepped inside without hesitation."

The catcher paused, then added:

"Even if you could see through it, that was still a beautiful shot..."

A glint flashed in Yang Shunchen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"That's good..."

"If I didn't have this level of strength, I would find it boring."

His tone was firm.

The catcher looked at Yang Shunchen with eyes full of admiration:

"Ah Shun..."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I want to do, play baseball like this here..."

Yang Shunchen's voice was full of longing.

"Enjoy the game, starting now!"

His gaze sharpened, and his fighting spirit soared.

The first baseman clenched his fist and shouted.

"One person is out!"

The third baseman followed closely behind, his loud voice filled with reluctance to admit defeat.

"Solve them one by one!"

Yang Shunchen stood on the pitcher's mound, his eyes cold and unwavering.

"The game isn't over yet, don't even think about scoring again!"

"Tsk!"

Yang Shunchen clicked his tongue in resentment. He knew that he was completely controlled by the guys from Qingdao.

"Next..."

His gaze fell on the next batter.

"Seventh batter, center field, Izashiki..."

Isashiki Jun rubbed his hands together, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit:

"It's finally my turn! I've been waiting too long for the eighth batter."

Lin Xiao smiled and handed him the helmet, teasingly saying:

"Isashiki-senpai, your helmet."

Isashiki Jun snatched the helmet from him and glared at him irritably:

"What are you laughing at!"

As he stepped into the batter's box, Jun Isashiki bowed slightly to the opposing catcher.

Please give me your guidance.

The catcher looked at him and muttered to himself:

"They're quite polite in that respect..."

Jun Isashiki stood still, his sharp gaze sweeping over the infield of Meikawa High School, his imposing aura overwhelming:

"If the first and second graders are behaving so tough, how can we third graders just stand by and watch!"

Jun Isashiki is a third-year student on the Seido High School baseball team and one of the team's key hitters. He is tall and muscular, giving off a powerful and intimidating aura.

"bring it on!"

He stared intently at Yang Shunchen on the pitcher's mound, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Just what I wanted!"

Yang Shunchen met Isashiki Jun's gaze without fear, his eyes shining with determination.

"call out!"

The baseball came whistling through the air.

They headed straight for home plate.

"nice shot!"

Jun Isashiki didn't swing; he simply watched the ball fly past him and into the catcher's glove.

"This guy..."

For his second pitch, Yang Shun-chen chose a breaking ball, which flew in a strange arc towards home plate.

"Ping!"

Jun Isashiki swung the bat, and the bat collided with the ball, making a crisp sound.

"Out of bounds!"

The ball was hit out of bounds, but Jun Isashiki smiled.

"Oh?"

"Got you!"

He seemed to have caught up with Yang Shunchen's pitching rhythm.

"hateful!"

Yang Shunchen cursed inwardly. He knew he had to make adjustments as soon as possible, otherwise the match would become even more difficult.

"call out!"

This time, the ball was faster and the angle was more tricky.

"Ping!"

Isashiki Jun swung his stick violently and let out a roar.

"Don't... look down on people!"

"Ping!"

The bat struck the baseball, making a crisp sound.

"Oh no!"

Yang Shunchen was startled; he knew the ball had hit him!

The catcher stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief: "That high inside ball, thrown to make him back off, was actually..."

"Bang!"

The baseball slammed heavily onto the ground, bounced up, and flew into the distance.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.

"They've gone through it!"

"It's a long hit from the left field sideline!"

Sawamura jumped up in the rest area, looking completely incredulous.

"Really?! They actually got that kind of bad ball..."

Kuramochi crossed his arms and smiled smugly: "Even if it's a bad pitch that's slightly off-target, Jun-senpai will still hit it decisively."

Lin Xiao stood to the side, shaking his head helplessly.

"That's just not distinguishing between good and bad balls..."

Jun Isashiki sprinted to second base and shouted, "Double!"

Miyuki Kazuya returned to home plate, adding another run for Seido High School.

The score became 8-0.

Yang Shunchen looked at Izashiki Jun, his brows furrowing slightly: "Just as difficult to deal with as Lin Xiao..."

"The most difficult type to deal with, the kind that's hard to fathom."

He secretly thought.

Jun Izashiki stood on second base, glaring at Yang Shunchen with a defiant look: "What are you looking at!"

"Smash him!"

Jun Isashiki shouted hoarsely at the field, his voice rough and powerful, as if he wanted to shake the entire stadium.

The catcher paused slightly, then said, "Oh! A clone?"

He muttered to himself, seemingly quite interested in the attacker he was about to face.

"Could it be another tough hitter?"

From the stands, cheers from the cheerleaders rose and fell in waves, their enthusiasm burning brightly.

"Go for it, Minato!"

"We've taken a point!"

"Give me a large one!"

The various cheers mingled together, forming a huge wave of sound that almost dispelled the tense atmosphere on the field.