Chapter 78: Like an Akita Dog

The people from Omori Academy just wanted to end this inning quickly; if things continued like this, the entire Seido batting lineup would have cycled through.

After Seido's Seventh Batter, Shinoki Keita, stepped into the Batter's Box, his luck wasn't very good; he hit a forkball into the ground, and it bounced right behind the Catcher.

The Omori Catcher quickly picked up the ball and threw it toward First Base, intending to force out Shinoki Keita.

"Huh? Shouldn't they have thrown to Third Base first to take out Senior Tanaka?"

"Damn it!"

Just as Huangqian Yangyi was lamenting the opponent's poor decision, the situation on the field underwent a new change.

Isashiki Jun, who had been forced to advance, hadn't reached Second Base yet when the Omori Academy First Baseman caught the ball to force out Shinoki Keita and immediately turned to throw the ball toward Second Base!

Are they trying for a double play? They're so bold!

The baseball flew past him; Isashiki Jun watched helplessly as the ball was caught by the Second Baseman. Isashiki had no choice but to stop; he was caught in a rundown.

Because they had thrown to First Base first, they needed to tag him to get an out. The Second Baseman held the ball with a smug smile on his face.

Isashiki couldn't advance or retreat; he was trapped in a rundown.

He ran toward First Base, the Second Baseman threw the ball back, then he ran toward Second Base, and the ball was thrown back again. His running space was compressed; Omori Academy kept shrinking Isashiki's running space like they were playing tag.

Just then, Tanaka Wataru, who had already reached Third Base, suddenly charged toward Home Plate, hoping to distract Omori Academy from tagging out Isashiki, but the people from Omori Academy ignored him entirely, held onto the ball, and quickly caught and tagged Isashiki out.

Omori Academy, having pulled off a spectacular double play, immediately received enthusiastic applause from the spectators; conversely, Isashiki returned to the Dugout with a sour face.

"Jun-san, the way you were running back and forth looks just like an Akita dog," Huangqian Yangyi remarked at the perfect moment.

Isashiki Jun immediately bristled, and then he heard the thunderous laughter of Dong Qingguo nearby.

"Isashiki, the Huangqian kid is right; it really does look like one, even the hair color is the same."

Isashiki felt helpless. He could have fought back if Huangqian Yangyi were the only one teasing him, but with Dong Qingguo speaking up, he really had no way to respond. It was too infuriating; damn Omori Academy, it was all their fault.

"Let's go, time to take the field," Huangqian Yangyi shouted as he walked out of the Dugout, then stopped and looked back to say, "Jun-san, I'm going to get revenge for you."

The second inning began, and just as he had said, Huangqian Yangyi struck out three Omori Academy batters, including the Fourth Batter, with nine consecutive pitches, retiring the side in order and avenging Isashiki's rundown.

Seido was feeling great, but Omori Academy was in agony; not only was their defense broken through, but they were completely unable to find a way to handle the Seido defense centered around Huangqian Yangyi.

In the bottom of the second, Xiangtian Dahe, standing on the Pitcher's Mound again, seemed to have adjusted his state, or perhaps he no longer cared about the result; even if they lost, they would lose with dignity, and he would throw every pitch with all his might!

Relying on this momentum, Xiangtian Dahe immediately secured an out against Seido's Eighth Batter, Yoshikawa Junpei, and the next batter he had to face was Seido's Ninth Batter, Huangqian Yangyi.

Xiangtian Dahe had heard of this Seido First Year ace long ago, and Omori Academy had studied him quite a bit, but today on the field, they finally realized the terror of his pitching.

Super high ball speed, fierce ball movement, and tricky pitch locations.

Combined with the reasonable pitch calling of Catcher Tanaka Wataru, they had completely suppressed the Omori batting lineup to a degree that could only be described as miserable.

Watching Huangqian Yangyi swing his bat in the Batter's Box, Xiangtian Dahe couldn't help but ignite a fighting spirit; he had to strike out this brat!

Just a First Year, don't get too cocky.

Thinking this to himself, Xiangtian Dahe received the Catcher's signal and threw the ball with all his might.

It was a slider. Huangqian Yangyi swung without the slightest hesitation, his black bat carving an arc toward the outer corner. However, something unexpected happened: perhaps because the pitcher had put too much force into it, the slider deviated too much and became a ball.

"Strike!"

Wait, buddy, what are you doing?

Huangqian Yangyi looked at Xiangtian Dahe in surprise. As soon as the pitch was released, he had used his abnormal dynamic vision to see it was a slider, and he had captured the moment the ball made its strange movement, but his bat was already swinging, and it was too late to stop.

On the Pitcher's Mound, Xiangtian Dahe also looked helpless; he really hadn't intended to throw it like that, it was purely a mistake, but fortunately, Huangqian Yangyi had swung, resulting in a strike count.

Just then, the Catcher stood up and requested a timeout from the umpire, then ran toward Xiangtian Dahe.

Although they were lucky enough to get a strike, if Xiangtian Dahe continued to throw such outrageous pitches, the manager would surely have to make a substitution.

"What's wrong with you?" the Catcher asked in a low voice.

Xiangtian Dahe shook his head and said, "I'm fine, it was just a mistake, it won't happen again."

"Are you sure?" The Catcher still didn't quite believe him; after all, they had been beaten so badly in the previous inning, and it wouldn't be strange for a pitcher's mentality to be unbalanced.

Xiangtian Dahe gave a bitter smile: "Really, if that kind of pitch happens again, I'll take myself out."

Having received this assurance, the Catcher felt relieved and returned to Home Plate.

Huangqian Yangyi watched the two of them, not knowing what exactly had happened, but it wouldn't affect him. Concentrating, Huangqian Yangyi raised his bat once more.

Looking up at Huangqian Yangyi, the Catcher shifted his position, placed his glove on the inner corner, and signaled for a forkball.

As long as this pitch could be thrown, a forkball that darted to the inner corner and dropped would definitely squeeze the opponent's swinging space, and even if he forced a hit, it would become a fly ball and eventually result in a flyout.

The pitcher and catcher, in perfect sync, exchanged a look, and then Xiangtian Dahe threw the ball with all his might.

At the same time, a flash of light seemed to pass through Huangqian Yangyi's eyes; his black bat swung down violently, and his left foot, stepping forward, kicked up a cloud of yellow sand.

Boom!!

A sound of air being torn apart rang in the Catcher's ears; the sound of the wind from the bat was like a funeral bell from hell.

Bang!

The baseball tore through the sky like a white meteor trailing a tail, flying toward the spectator stands.

Seido: "Fly out!!!"

Omori: "Drop!"

Clearly, Seido had more supporters, and their voices were louder.

Huangqian Yangyi had already started running toward First Base after hitting the ball, observing the ball's landing point as he ran.

It won't go out! But the ball flew high and far enough; it should land not far from the boundary line, though there was also a possibility of a flyout.

The Omori Center Fielder was running fast, his feet almost smoking.

You have to catch it!

Gritting his teeth, he put force into his legs and dove out, his glove reaching toward the sky, trying to catch the falling baseball.

Unfortunately, he was still a bit short; the baseball landed perfectly and then bounced high.

Seeing this, Huangqian Yangyi took the opportunity to run toward Second Base. His luck was too good; by the time they picked up the ball and threw it back, he could even reach Third Base.