Chapter 135: We Are the Champions!

With two consecutive outs, the hearts of the Ichidai Sanko fans had sunk to the bottom; was it over? This summer.

Some die-hard supporters could no longer bear to watch, and many female fans even buried their heads in their knees and sobbed uncontrollably.

In the Seido Dugout, Kataoka and the teammates who hadn't played were already prepared to celebrate; on the field, the teammates behind Nanjo also felt their hearts pounding violently.

Are we going to win?

Koshien, can we go there too?

"Finally made it!"

Just then, someone walked into the Seido Dugout; Huangqian Yangyi was being supported back by Chris.

"Huangqian!"

The teammates turned their heads in surprise to look at him.

"You guy, you came at just the right time!"

"How is your injury?"

"Quick, quick, quick, sit here."

The teammates helped Huangqian Yangyi to a seat, and Huangqian Yangyi looked up at Kataoka.

"What did the doctor say?" Kataoka asked.

"Minor injury, just need to rest for half a month," Huangqian Yangyi said.

Kataoka nodded, "Mm, watch the game."

On the field, the third-batter for Ichidai Sanko stood in the Batter's Box, bearing immense pressure.

At this final moment, both the Batter and the Pitcher were incredibly nervous; even Miyuki's arm was trembling slightly as he gave the signs.

It was the last person; as long as they retired him, they would be the victors of this summer!

Come on! Use your best pitch to retire him!

Nanjo Taishi took a deep breath, and at this moment, the baseball in his hand, carrying the hopes of everyone at Seido, was thrown.

The little white ball flew in, the Batter took a big step forward, and the bat swung fiercely.

"Strike!"

"Bang! Jianjie!"

"Strike!"

"Strikeout!"

Under the gaze of everyone in the stadium, Nanjo Taishi did not give Ichidai Sanko any chance for a comeback, taking down Ichidai Sanko's final Batter with three consecutive pitches, shattering their last hope.

"West Tokyo Finals!"

"The match between Seido High School and Ichidai Sanko, final score 5:1!"

"Let us congratulate the Seido High School Baseball Team for winning the final victory, becoming the champions of West Tokyo! And obtaining the ticket to Koshien!"

In the television broadcast, the commentator stood up excitedly, announcing the final result at the top of his lungs.

"Seido!!"

"King Seido!!"

"Champions!"

"We are the champions!!"

The cheers and celebrations from the stands rose one after another.

On the field and in the Dugout, the Seido players wept with joy and all rushed onto the field.

"It's really great."

Huangqian Yangyi's voice trembled; looking at his teammates celebrating the victory on the field, he felt a bit of regret—if he hadn't been injured, he could have rushed in too!

Perhaps noticing Huangqian Yangyi's mood, Kataoka, even though he was incredibly excited himself, forced his voice to remain steady and said: "There is nothing to regret; Koshien, that place, is your stage!"

Upon hearing this, Huangqian Yangyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "That's right, the Koshien championship must belong to us!"

Just then, a sobbing sound suddenly came from behind.

Huangqian Yangyi turned his head to look; it was Department Head Ota.

This Department Head of the Seido Baseball Club was now squatting on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably; the decline of Seido over the past few years had placed immense pressure on his heart, and now that his dream had come true, the bitterness suppressed for years was swept away, and he could no longer control his emotions.

"Thank you, Huangqian!"

Department Head Ota suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Huangqian Yangyi's hand.

He knew clearly in his heart that if not for the addition of Huangqian Yangyi this season, they would absolutely never have made it to this day.

"You're too kind, I only did what I had to do; winning the game is everyone's credit," Huangqian Yangyi said.

On the field, the Seido side cheered to their hearts' content, while the Ichidai Sanko side was in an atmosphere of immense sorrow; the players knelt halfway on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably, and painful sobs could be heard frequently, interweaving with the cheers of Seido.

Soon, after a simple celebration, the players from both sides lined up to shake hands.

The players on the Seido side also put away their smiles; in front of the losers, one had to respect their emotions regardless.

After the handshakes, the Ichidai Sanko players left the field dejectedly, while the Seido group continued their celebration.

Just then, Miyuki and Kuramochi suddenly ran toward the Dugout.

To Huangqian Yangyi's surprise, the two of them hoisted him up and carried him onto the field.

"Since you're already back, how can you just sit there!" Miyuki chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Exactly, you guy wouldn't want to be some behind-the-scenes hero, would you?" Kuramochi said.

Seeing Huangqian Yangyi enter the field, the Seido teammates all gathered around, forming a large circle to surround him in the middle.

"Champions!!"

Everyone raised their fists and shouted.

Huangqian Yangyi didn't dare to shout, otherwise, he would pull the muscles in his abdomen, so he just gently raised his right hand and celebrated with everyone.

Click!

In the stands, Huangqian Kumiko pressed the shutter, recording this scene.

"That's great, Nii-chan, congratulations," Kumiko whispered.

After the companions of Seido cheered together, Dong Qingguo suddenly walked in front of Huangqian Yangyi, then turned around and squatted down.

"Kid, get on!" Dong Qingguo said.

Hm?

Huangqian Yangyi was puzzled, and before he could speak, Nanjo Taishi and Zhitian Jiangtai had already lifted him up, making him straddle Dong Qingguo's shoulders.

"You can't do this!" Huangqian Yangyi said hurriedly.

Dong Qingguo stood up, and Huangqian Yangyi rose instantly; at this height, it would be terrible if he fell.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm taking you for a victory lap," Dong Qingguo said, then carried Huangqian Yangyi toward the edge of the field; the companions of Seido hurried to follow, each of them looking radiant, waving to the spectators in gratitude.

Seido, which had been silent for several years, had finally entered Koshien once again.

Director Kataoka, Department Head Ota, Vice Director Takashima Rei, senior Chris, and Manager Jiantian Youxiang walked out of the Dugout and followed behind the team.

"Director Kataoka!!"

"Dong!"

"Jiecheng!"

"Huangqian!"

People in the stands kept calling out.

Director Kataoka felt a surge of emotion; in the years since he became the director of the Seido Baseball Club, he had only led the team to Koshien in his first year.

But in Director Kataoka's heart, the team's ability to reach Koshien that time was by no means his credit, and he was ashamed to take the credit for himself.

The main players on that team were almost all trained by the previous director, and it had little to do with him.

In the years that followed, the teams he led personally never once made it to Koshien, which dealt a huge blow to Director Kataoka, who was single-mindedly devoted to serving his alma mater.

But this time, the team in front of him was the one he had trained with his own hands, and having secured the ticket to Koshien, Director Kataoka also developed ambition; just as he had said to Huangqian Yangyi, Koshien was his stage, and it was also Seido's stage!

They were going to go all the way there, just like today!