Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Kitahara Takashi walked up to Momotani and stood in front of him. Momotani handed the ball to him but did not let go.

Tao Gu lowered his head and held the baseball tightly: "But, Aoba's summer is not over yet!"

"Please carry on with my unfinished dream."

Taogu should know that he is forcing others to do something.

If the matches before Koshien were professional vs. anchor, then the matches after Koshien were professional vs. professional.

Their so-called line advantage is gone.

Those who can make it here are all strong players from various regions. Except for pitchers, there will be no absolute advantages or disadvantages in the batting line.

Even Sobu High School, which made it to Koshien for the first time in ten years, has a very strong batting line-up.

It is not difficult to see from the current score of 6:5 how intense this game was.

Please, Taogu, it would be too difficult for a freshman to make it to the last place in his first competition.

But he wanted a championship too much.

He is in his third year of high school, and there is no chance for him to participate in the next Koshien.

This is his last summer.

"please."

Tao Gu suddenly lowered his head and bent towards Bei Yuan Zun.

Tears dripped down my cheeks onto this land of dreams.

Around him, the third graders had red eyes and bit their lips so hard that they turned white.

Some third-year students now look desperate.

This team has many batters, but Taogu is the only good pitcher.

A great pitcher can sometimes even dominate the direction of a game, and this is no joke.

"Go down."

Kitahara Takashi didn't make any grandiose speeches or promises. He forcibly snatched the baseball from Taogu's hands and said in a cold, almost emotionless tone, "Next, a change of players."

Tao Gu was stunned.

The last person who said this was Uchiha Madara.

"give it to you."

Taogu must have understood what Beiyuan Zun meant.

He will dominate this battlefield from now on.

He refused a stretcher, walked off the mound holding his arm, and went to treat his arm.

"Who is carrying the glory of Qingye?"

Kitahara Tsutomu glanced at the third graders around him and suddenly spoke. His voice was not loud but everyone could hear it clearly.

The first eight players immediately understood Beiyuan Zun's intention. They immediately formed a circle, hooked their shoulders around each other, and shouted with veins bulging in their necks: "We!"

The camera lens was focused on them, and the audience of more than 50,000 people were looking at them in unison.

Kitahara Takashi stood in the center of the circle and continued to ask, "Who sweats more than anyone else?"

"us!"

"Who gave up their day off?"

"us!"

"Who sheds more tears than anyone else?"

"us."

"Who loves baseball more than anyone else?"

"us!"

"who are we?"

"King Qingye!"

"So what do we do?"

"Keep winning!"

"Keep winning!!"

"Keep winning!!!"

Baseball team, everyone in Aoba shouted in unison.

The shouts at this moment completely shocked the students of Sobu High School throughout the day.

They have never been a strong baseball school and will never understand the pride and cohesion of being a strong baseball school that reaches Koshien every year.

Something like foundation cannot be acquired by just reaching Koshien once or twice.

Kensuke Amatani, who had originally planned to let the catcher shout slogans, shook his head and sat down again.

You don't need to worry about anything else at all.

Takashi Kitahara will lead this team well.

He is more suitable to be the captain than Taogu.

The camera turned, and compared to the Aoba side who had regained their morale, the Sobu High School side looked as green as a rookie.

They just stared blankly, no one shouted any slogans.

Yukinoshita Yukino also has no organization.

She could be a decision maker and formulate military plans, but she could never do something like Kitahara Takashi.

She is too self-righteous and too superior.

People like this often suffer a terrible fall.

What Beiyuan Zun has to do now is to pick this lofty flower from the sky, throw it on the ground, and stomp it into the soil along with her pride.

Put on your helmet, lace up your gloves, pick up your bat, and both sides return to the field again.

The game continues.

Kitahara Takashi took a deep breath, raised his legs, stretched his feet, twisted his waist, and suddenly exerted force, throwing a full-strength shot as soon as he entered the court.

The white ball turned into a white light, tearing through the air.

Yu Shida saw Kitahara Takashi shoot and saw the ball, but he could do nothing.

"boom!"

The baseball landed in the catcher's mitt with a thunderous thud.

If you look closely, you can see that the baseball is spinning violently inside.

Yushin Hasuno had never received such a powerful and domineering straight ball. He almost lost his balance and sat down on the ground.

Only by experiencing it yourself can you understand how terrifying this ball is.

"drop!"

The electronic screen rang.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

It shows: 157km/H!

This was Kitahara Tsutomu's full-strength attack without reservation.

He couldn't have gone any faster than this.

At least not at this stage.

Unless he can break through the limit of physical strength 7.

Of course, Kitahara Tsutomu can't keep throwing like this.

If he continued throwing like this, the game would be over and his hand would be broken.

The opening goal only served as a deterrent.

Because Sobu High School has made it to Koshien for the first time in ten years, their mentality is definitely not good.

"..."

Hanshin Koshien is like a mourning hall at this moment, as quiet and eerie as if someone has died.

Even the referee stood there in a daze, almost suspecting that the machine was broken.

What does 157km/H per hour mean?

This is the seedling of the next Shohei Ohtani.

People looked up at Kitahara Takashi, then looked at the numbers on the electronic screen, still unable to believe that such a speed of ball could appear in the hands of a high school freshman.

The mentality of the players of Sobu High School collapsed.

Brother, it’s boring if you play like this.

With this speed, why don't you go play in the major leagues instead of playing in college?

If you throw it like this, who can catch it?

Give me the ball, I want to go home!

"nice shot."

The referee reacted belatedly and shouted.

A strike light came on on the electronic scoreboard in the outfield seats opposite.

If two more lights come on, the batter is struck out and the second batter must come on.

Beiyuan Zun turned around, facing Qingye, and raised his palm upwards.

"Respect!"

Kamikawa Nari was the first to react, screaming the boy's name.

The next second, all the teachers and students of Qingye Fang stood up.

"Kitahara-san!"

"Kitahara-san!"

"Kitahara-san!"

……

The voices of more than a thousand people merged into one.

It was like Xiao Heizi seeing Gege, their voices were thunderous and almost crazy.

On the other hand, the momentum of Sobu High School was completely suppressed.

Some of Sobu High School's young players began to look less confident.

That’s right, Kitahara Takashi was putting pressure on them.

In "Details - How to Easily Influence Others", the author clearly pointed out that in a game, the screams of fans, the familiar training ground, and the referee's home field bias can increase the home team's chances of winning and effectively undermine the enemy's fighting spirit.

If you're not built for the arena, the noise from the crowd is enough to completely destroy you.

"Yukinoshita Yukino, this match is over."

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Chapter 192 What's wrong with me?

"Good shot, come again!"

Yushin Renno threw the baseball back to Takashi Kitahara and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the players defending various positions also calmed down completely.