Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

Seeing Furuya's slightly stiff posture, Miyuki couldn't help but say, "Furuya, relax, don't be so tense."

"Your posture is too stiff right now; you can't hit the ball like that."

Furuya took a deep breath upon hearing Miyuki's words.

Try to adjust your breathing rhythm to gradually calm your body and mind down.

He knew in his heart that his decision might be somewhat impulsive, but if he didn't do it, he would continue to be troubled by inner conflict and distress.

He firmly believed that given enough time, he would be able to catch up with Lin Xiao.

However, he did not expect that this was the last summer tournament for the third-year students. If they could not make it to Koshien, then everything would be meaningless.

Lin Xiao agreed to his challenge precisely to convince him.

The first round of attacks.

Miyuki gave the signal for the first ball.

Ball path: Inside corner, high-speed straight ball.

Lin Xiao raised his gloves, lifted his leg, and swung his arm.

call out! ! !

"boom!"

The ball shot towards the valley like a white streak.

Furuya knew Lin Xiao was throwing a fastball, but his reaction time was still too slow to match the ball's speed.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

The baseball landed steadily in Miyuki's glove.

Although Furuya was annoyed, a rare smile appeared on his face. This was because his competitive spirit had been aroused.

After being tempered by the Kanto Tournament, Lin Xiao's pitches became increasingly consistent.

The basic nine-square grid ball control is becoming more and more accurate, and it can almost hit the target exactly where you point it.

The average ball speed reached 152, which is even faster than Furutani's high-speed straight shot.

The second goal.

Lin Xiao threw a regular outside corner kick this time, without using his full strength, seemingly wanting to test Xia Gu's reaction.

Furuya swung his bat without hesitation.

"Ping!"

The baseball was hit and flew high into the air at home plate.

With his keen foresight, Miyuki quickly stood up, raised the glove high, and caught it steadily.

"Out!"

Furuya was out after being caught at home plate by Miyuki.

Furuya didn't actually hit the center of the ball with that shot, causing it to fly out of bounds.

Soon, the second round of attacks began.

This time, Lin Xiao began to truly exert his strength.

Miyuki sent Lin Xiao the coded signal for a quick forkball.

Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, concentrated, and held the baseball firmly in his hand.

The index and middle fingers are tightly spread apart, wedged on either side of the ball, like two precise pliers.

Then, he began his pitching motion, first pulling his arm back and leaning his body slightly backward, like a drawn bow, accumulating powerful force.

The arm is swung out at an extremely fast speed.

At the moment of release, he rubbed the surface of the ball forcefully with his fingers, giving the ball a strong spin.

The ball flew out of Lin Xiao's hand.

Like a high-speed bullet, it hurtled towards the valley with a sharp whistling sound.

In the first half of its flight, its trajectory appears to be straight.

Its speed was so fast that Furuya could barely see its flight path.

However, something strange happened the moment the fast forkball approached home plate.

It plummeted suddenly, like a jet engine that had lost power in an instant.

The ball, which initially appeared to be heading towards Furuya's upper body, landed directly below his knees, close to the ground.

Furuya stared intently at the ball, trying to predict its trajectory and swing to hit it.

But the sudden drop of the forkball was completely beyond his expectations.

His bat missed its mark, and he could only watch helplessly as the ball fell into Miyuki's glove.

"nice shot!"

Furuya felt a pang of anxiety, but he did not lose heart.

Quickly adjust your posture and prepare to receive the next ball.

Lin Xiao received another coded message from Miyuki regarding the Carter Ball.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and threw the ball again.

The ball traced a strange arc in the air, and Furuya misjudged it again, failing to hit the ball.

"nice shot!"

At this point, Furuya had already missed two shots, and the pressure was like a mountain weighing on his heart.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hands trembled slightly with nervousness.

But he gritted his teeth and told himself he had to persevere.

Lin Xiao threw the last ball of this round, again a forkball.

This time, his control of the ball was more precise, and his power was just right.

The ball continued to fly towards the valley at extremely high speed, just as it approached home plate.

Once again, it plummeted like a jet engine that had lost power, crashing directly to the ground.

Furuya swung the bat with all his might, but still couldn't touch the ball.

"Strikeout!" The umpire's voice echoed across the field like a heavy hammer.

Furuya stood blankly in the batter's box, his bat limply falling to the ground.

His eyes were filled with frustration and disappointment; he truly realized the huge gap between himself and Lin Xiao in pitching talent.

He lowered his head and slowly walked back to the rest area, his heart as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

Lin Xiao didn't try to comfort him; some things he had to figure out for himself.

After a brief adjustment, the third wave of attacks arrived.

Lin Xiao looked at Furuya, thinking to himself, "Furuya, this is the last round."

He raised his glove high again and threw a well-designed Carter shot.

During its flight, the ball suddenly changed its trajectory, flying in a strange arc towards the inside corner of the low ball.

"nice shot!"

Furuya felt somewhat disappointed, but he was not discouraged.

He told himself, "I have one last chance. I must hit the next ball."

Seeing Furuya's reaction, Lin Xiao secretly admired his perseverance and persistence.

He threw the ball again, this time a high-speed fastball.

The ball was moving faster than before, like a cannonball being fired, flying towards Furuya with the force of a whirlwind.

Furuya was completely focused, and the instant the ball left his hand, he used his keen intuition to judge the speed and direction of the ball.

When the ball reached home plate, he swung the bat with all his might.

"Bang!"

The ball has been hit.

This time, Furuya hit the center of the ball, and the ball flew towards the outfield like a cannonball with great force.

The outfielders quickly ran towards the ball's landing point, all intently watching its trajectory.

Ultimately, the ball landed on the outfield grass, resulting in a hit.

Furuya looked at his hit and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He knew that although he had not completely defeated Lin Xiao, he had at least proven his strength and grown from this duel.

Lin Xiao looked at Jiang Gu and felt happy for him.

"That Furuya kid, he's really good at delivering blows."

He walked down from the pitcher's mound, came to Furuya's side, and held out his hand, saying, "Furuya, you played very well."

"I saw your strength in this match."

Furuya grasped Lin Xiao's hand and said with a poker face, "I can't now, but I definitely can in the future."

"I will not admit defeat."