Diamond Ace's Passionate Swing

In the first half of the seventh inning, Xianquan attacks.

Miyuki's gaze was fixed on Maki, the pitcher in the batter's box.

"Even though he's a bottom batter, this guy hit the ball really far last time he hit it."

"We must keep the ball low and not be careless at all; we must decide the outcome here."

Maki stood in the batter's box, his eyes filled with defiance.

Sawamura adjusted his breathing and waved his arms.

"Ping!"

The crisp sound of the ball being struck rang out, but the baseball flew out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

Miyuki frowned slightly.

"That was a breaking shot; he probably missed it."

"Even if you miss, the ball still flew that far."

"This guy's strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

Miyuki looked at Sawamura on the pitcher's mound.

"Sawamura!"

"You should understand now, right?"

"Easy shots can be fatal!"

"You're in good form today, go all out on offense!"

Sawamura nodded vigorously, his gaze sharpening once more.

"yes!"

Sawamura understood.

Miyuki continued analyzing his opponent.

"A tall, long-armed hitter's weakness is usually a high ball to the inside corner that goes close to the chest."

"Let's use an outside corner kick as bait first."

"Finally, finish him off with an inside corner kick!"

Miyuki gave the secret signal.

Sawamura pitches again.

""call out!""

However, the baseball veered off the strike zone.

"Bad ball!"

Minister Ota was extremely anxious for Sawamura in the rest area.

"You...you're too nervous! Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!"

Chris looked calmly at Sawamura on the field.

Even if I know exactly what to do...

"But it's really a bit of a stretch to completely relax in a situation like this..."

He understands the pressure Sawamura is under right now.

Miyuki gave the signal again, his tone encouraging.

"Great, that's a powerful swing! Throw with all your might!"

Xianquan's coach had sharp eyes, keeping a close eye on the field.

"Although the timing of his swing is difficult to grasp, his pitch trajectory is still very clear."

"If you can seize the opportunity, swing with all your might..."

He shouted at Maki in the batter's box.

"That's it, Maki! Focus!"

"Focus on every single ball in front of you!"

The coach's thoughts drifted away.

Daocheng Industrial and the Third Affiliated High School of the Municipal University...

And then there's Seido High School right in front of us...

These three teams have been known as the top three in West Tokyo for many years in a row.

He was filled with resentment.

"I'm so unwilling to accept this, Maki..."

"You already possess strength sufficient to rival them."

"But every time I face these three teams, I always feel an indescribable sense of inferiority."

"That's what makes me most unwilling to accept it..."

On the field, Sawamura throws the ball again.

Maki swings the bat with all his strength!

"Ping!"

Another ball out of bounds.

The baseball flew high and landed on the edge of third base.

"Out of bounds!"

Lin Xiao stood in right field, looking at the figure on the pitcher's mound whose eyes still burned with fierce fighting spirit despite being hit out of bounds.

"You really are a natural pitcher..."

He couldn't help but shout it out.

"Hey, Sawamura, if you can't do it, let me go!"

Sawamura immediately turned around and glared at him.

"Shut up! Just guard your right field!"

Shouts came from the rest area of ​​Xianquan.

"Maki! The pitcher's scared!"

"Take care of him quickly!"

"You should be more confident!"

"Maki, you can do it!"

"You will break down the barriers between these three powers yourself!"

Miyuki looked at Sawamura again, his eyes becoming incredibly serious.

"You understand, right, Sawamura?"

"If the ball's trajectory is too easy to hit, it will just fly out of the air."

"Here it is, a fastball close to the four seams of the right batter's chest!"

"Throw your best shot here!"

Sawamura took a deep breath, his eyes resolute.

"I definitely will..."

"It's in!"

The Seido cheerleaders erupted in a huge roar.

"Sawamura! Don't let your spirit get the better of you!"

"Fight him to the death!"

The Xianquan rest area was equally impressive.

"Hit the big one! Maki!"

Sawamura lifts his leg, takes a step, and swings his arm!

Miyuki's pupils suddenly contracted.

Idiot! You stepped too far in!

This shifts the body's center of gravity, making it impossible to fully utilize the power of the arms!

However, the baseball had already slipped out of his grasp.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the baseball pierced Miyuki's glove with pinpoint accuracy.

Maki swung his bat, but it only stirred up a gust of wind.

The coach from Xianquan stood up in shock.

"To think... to actually throw a fastball diagonally under such pressure..."

"That first-year pitcher, how could he possibly throw such a tricky, wide-angle pitch...?"

Miyuki looked at the ball in his glove and sighed helplessly.

"Really..."

"Only someone like you could throw such a wild and unpredictable pitch and still manage to produce such a great shot."

The referee made a gesture.

"Strike! Batter out!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

"good!"

"marvelous!"

Coach Kataoka looked toward the pitcher's mound, his voice steady.

"Sawamura".

"The next round is yours too."

Sawamura paused for a moment, then straightened his chest and responded loudly.

"Okay! Okay!"

The game continued, and the situation was constantly changing.

In the first half of the ninth inning, Xianquan attacks.

"Ping!"

A crisp metallic clanging sound.

"They've gone through it!"

The baseball landed and rolled towards the outfield.

"Another point!"

"Great! There's still hope! The competition is only just beginning!"

The contestants from Xianquan raised their arms and cheered.

Miyuki watched the runner return to home plate, his brow furrowed.

"So they really won't let us end the game so easily?"

"You must hold on now, Ah-Xian."

On the pitcher's mound, second-year player Kenji Kawakami has been replaced.

Sawamura loudly encouraged his seniors in the rest area.

"Senior Ah Xian! We're still leading by several points!"

"Let's take them out one by one!"

"I can't believe it," a reporter from Taiwada remarked from the stands.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a beautiful, timely hit."

The reporter nodded in agreement.

"Winning back a point here is a testament to the perseverance of the third-year players from Xianquan."

Even so, the match was already in the bottom of the ninth inning, with a five-point difference.

"After Seido scored again in the seventh inning, Sensen's second-year ace, Maki, was substituted off the court."

"However, the pitcher who was substituted in next was also unable to completely stop Seido High School's powerful offensive momentum."

"It seems that failing to defeat Sawamura, who had just been substituted in, in the sixth inning really affected their morale."

The Xianquan rest area is still making its final efforts.

"Yagi! Aim and fire!"

Maki, who had been substituted off the field, stood by the rest area railing, head down, shoulders trembling slightly.

"Actually, I understood from the very beginning..."

"The reason I didn't get into Seido High School wasn't because they didn't invite me."

"It's because I myself didn't have the courage to join that strong team."

"even so…"

"But I always kept this to myself."

"I belong to the Sensen Academy team right now..."

"sorry…"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Tears fell silently.