Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

The students from the Third Affiliated High School of the City came to watch the Seido match.

The assistant coach watched in shock as Lin Xiao struck out Yang Shunchen's final pitch.

"He just threw a forked ball!"

"No, it's a fast forkball."

"A natural-born ace pitcher! We've got a tough opponent now."

Coach Tianyuan stared at Lin Xiao's pitch.

"I really admire Coach Kataoka."

Back on the field.

"Oh?"

Coach Tahara of the Taipei Third High School in the stands had his eyes fixed on the pitcher on the mound.

His assistant coach, standing beside him, had an expression of disbelief on his face, and his voice was trembling.

"He just threw a forked ball!"

The assistant coach turned around abruptly to look at his own coach, his tone urgent.

"No, it's a fast forkball."

Coach Tian Yuan spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity, but mostly one of appreciation.

"A natural-born ace pitcher! We've got a tough opponent now."

A glint of excitement flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see the fierce competition to come.

"I really envy Coach Kataoka."

Coach Tahara exclaimed, his words revealing his envy of Seido having such an outstanding pitcher.

This statement is not merely a polite remark, but a heartfelt expression of emotion.

As an experienced coach, he knew the importance of a gifted pitcher to the team.

Coach Tianyuan thought to himself, his gaze still fixed on Lin Xiao.

On the field, the game continues.

The atmosphere in Mingchuan's rest area was somewhat somber.

Yang Shunchen, who had just been struck out, sat on the bench with his head down, not saying a word.

His eyes were somewhat vacant, as if he was still savoring the ball from just now.

"hateful…"

Yang Shunchen clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He couldn't accept that he had been struck out by a pitching type he had never seen before.

"That kind of shot... there's no way to hit it!"

Yang Shunchen roared inwardly, yet felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

As Mingchuan's ace, he has always been proud of his strength and composure.

But what he just witnessed made him feel an unprecedented sense of defeat.

He even began to doubt whether he really had the ability to lead the team to victory.

"It's alright, Shunchen."

Mingchuan's catcher, who is also the team's captain, gently patted Yang Shunchen on the shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"It's just one strikeout, don't worry about it."

"I know."

Yang Shunchen took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He knew that now was not the time to be discouraged.

The game isn't over yet; they still have a chance.

"I'll pitch better in the next inning."

Yang Shunchen raised his head, his eyes regaining their firmness.

He stared intently at Lin Xiao on the court, making a silent vow in his heart.

"Next time, I definitely won't lose to you again!"

Lin Xiao stood on the pitching mound, thinking to himself.

He knew that Mingchuan would never give up easily.

They will definitely try every means to retaliate.

He must prepare himself for the challenges ahead.

His eyes became sharper, as if they could see through everything.

He is prepared to meet any possible challenge.

He believed that as long as they were united, they would be able to defeat any opponent.

"Victory will surely be ours!"

Lin Xiao silently shouted in his heart, his gaze once again turning to the basketball court.

"Two rounds have been played, Lin Xiao."

Miyuki tossed the ball to Lin Xiao to bring him back to his senses.

"Sixth batter, second baseman, Tsushima"

A series of strikeouts couldn't stop Lin Xiao's offensive onslaught. Mingchuan High School has yet to score a single pitch under Lin Xiao's command.

Yang Shun-chen striking out was a big blow to Mingchuan High School, as Yang Shun-chen was the pillar of their entire team.

Now Lin Xiao has thrown a new trajectory, making it even more terrifying.

"call..."

He gritted his teeth and charged forward, shouting, "Come on!"

He swung his bat vigorously during warm-up, watching Lin Xiao throw the ball, resigned to defeat, but at least he didn't back down.

The first goal.

Although he was determined, he was still afraid! He gripped the bat tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Lin Xiao raised his hand and threw a high ball into the inside corner.

"call out!"

The ball was so fast that it was just a blur.

They were closing in on home plate.

Tsushima gritted his teeth and swung the bat instinctively, his feet leading the rotation of his body.

"call..."

The sound of a baseball bat hitting the air.

"Snapped!"

The ball landed steadily in Miyuki's glove.

"Good shot!" the referee's voice rang out.

"That was close, I almost got hit..." Tsushima was startled, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

For the second ball, Lin Xiao gently twirled his finger.

The ball traced a beautiful arc in the air.

"Good shot!" the referee shouted.

Tsushima swung his bat again, but missed.

"His shot is so hard to predict!" Tsushima gritted his teeth, a sense of panic creeping into his heart.

On the third pitch, Lin Xiao's eyes sharpened as he threw a low ball to the outside corner. The ball was slower than before, but its trajectory was precise.

Tsushima swung but missed, and the ball landed smoothly in Miyuki's glove.

"Snapped!"

"Strikeout!"

The referee's voice was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the hearts of everyone at Mingchuan High School.

Tsushima walked back to the rest area dejectedly, the baseball bat in his hand feeling as heavy as a ton.

In the audience, applause erupted like a tsunami, wave after wave.

"Lin Xiao!"

"Lin Xiao!!"

"Lin Xiao!!!"

The members of the Seido team rushed up excitedly and surrounded Lin Xiao.

Miyuki's smile was exceptionally bright as he patted Lin Xiao's shoulder forcefully.

"Well done! Keep it up!"

After several intense games, the score was settled at 3-0, with Seido in the lead.

But Yang Shun-chen, the ace pitcher of Mingchuan High School, still stands like an insurmountable mountain on the pitcher's mound.

In the bottom of the sixth inning, Seido took the offensive.

Coach Kataoka walked up to the players, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.

"The game has entered the second half, and the opponent's ace has been greatly exhausted in terms of physical strength and energy, and the number of balls is also close to the limit."

Coach Kataoka's voice was deep and powerful, and every word clearly reached the players' ears.

"He can no longer control the ball with the same precision as he did at the start of the game."

"Pulling him out to the corners will make things harder for him. Seize his missed shots and hit them hard!"

"Don't hesitate, swing when you see an opportunity!"

Coach Kataoka's gaze swept over each player, his tone filled with determination and encouragement.

"Now, all you have to do is score!"

The team members kept their eyes glued to the situation on the field, each one burning with fighting spirit.

Coach Kataoka turned around and looked intently at Yang Shun-chen on the pitcher's mound.

"To shake up this kind of intelligent pitcher..."

"It depends on high running speed and short-range combination."

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Your reaching base will put tremendous pressure on the opponent, you all understand that, right?"

"Understood!" the team members responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the stadium.

Seido High School's attack once again came to Kuramochi, the first batter.

Lin Xiao stood on the sidelines, watching Kuramochi walk into the batter's box, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"This time, we have to fight our way out!"

"Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing."