Chapter 371

On Jin Teng Weixi's side, she just shook her head helplessly, with an "as expected" expression.

Qiu Tian Shana pouted.

Although she felt in her heart that Natsume Chikage losing might not be a bad thing, she still couldn't be happy seeing him potentially defeated with her own eyes.

Teacher observation area.

Home economics teacher Xiao Tian Youcai appeared quite calm and smiled:

"Ziyuan, it seems the outcome is already decided."

"But this is also good; the girls in the school might be able to settle down a bit, and Natsume-kun can focus more on his studies."

Jiu Jing Ziyuan remained silent, just continuing to watch quietly.

At this moment.

As the catcher, Aoki Masao discovered that Natsume Chikage had been looking down at the bat in his hand ever since he swung and missed the first ball.

He was a bit puzzled:

"Natsume-kun, Zhongdao-kun is already ready to pitch the next ball, when... can you get into position?"

Natsume Chikage's gaze remained on the bat.

At this moment, he finally clearly captured the strange feeling that had existed since he gripped the bat.

This bat... seemed slightly smaller than the standard size and had an extremely subtle, barely visible curve to the naked eye—looking closely, it was actually bent.

At the same time, the center of gravity of this alloy bat was clearly shifted, and inside the hollow structure, something extra had likely been stuffed.

To be honest.

He didn't expect Zhongdao Satoshi to do such a despicable thing, and a hint of disappointment couldn't help but flash in his heart.

As for asking to change the bat?

No need.

Since the other party could use such methods, even if he changed it, it would likely be much the same.

Fortunately, the quality of the bat itself was fine.

For Natsume Chikage, this "little trick" on the bat could be completely compensated for by technique.

Because just in that one swing earlier, he had already completed the preliminary "calibration."

Natsume Chikage gripped the bat again, looked up, and said to Aoki Masao behind him:

"Continue."

Aoki Masao couldn't understand what Natsume Chikage was pondering just now; he only felt that this person gave him a strange feeling.

Very calm.

Unusually calm.

Even though the first swing missed, even though there were boos all around outside the field, there wasn't the slightest ripple on his face.

But no matter how good his mentality was, it was futile.

In the face of absolute strength, everything was vanity.

Aoki Masao never thought Natsume Chikage had any chance of winning from the beginning.

"Hmm."

He responded simply, then signaled to Zhongdao Satoshi—continue pitching fastballs.

Use ten fastballs to crush him squarely and let the baseball club's fame resound through the campus!

Zhongdao Satoshi nodded slightly, the smile on his lips becoming even more arrogant.

He knew that Aoki's thoughts were the same as his own.

And so—

He squeezed the baseball again, set his pitching stance, and swung his arm violently!

The ball speed remained at around 135 km/h!

The small white ball tore through the air again and shot over!

Just when Zhongdao Satoshi thought this ball would easily fall into the catcher's mitt like before—

Bang!!!

A crisp sound of impact suddenly rang out!

The baseball—was hit!

Although it wasn't a home run, the landing spot was excellent; it was a standard "hit."

The ball crossed the infield and landed not far behind Zhongdao Satoshi, rolling slowly.

Witnessing this scene.

The students who were originally waiting to see a joke were instantly stunned collectively.

"No way... he really hit it?"

"Luck! This is definitely luck!"

The girls instantly erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

"Great! Natsume-kun hit it!"

"You scared me, I thought he wouldn't be able to touch a single ball!"

"Too amazing! He really hit a 135 km/h ball!"

"It seems the winning rate is quite high! Three hits out of ten balls, now there are eight chances left, he only needs to hit two more!"

Hearing this, the boys sneered one after another.

"Just the rookie protection period, you really think he can win?"

"A blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, the next ball will definitely reveal his true colors!"

"Zhongdao-kun is the number two pitcher, so what if he hit one ball? As long as he adjusts the path slightly, this guy definitely has no chance!"

Seeing this, Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui jumped up in surprise and grabbed Xiyuanji Qilai beside her.

"Great! Great! Natsume-kun really hit it!"

"Hmm hmm! It seems like what Miss Jinwei said, Natsume-kun really has confidence, otherwise how could he hit a 135 km/h ball!"

A rare, extremely faint hint of joy flashed across Yukimura Suzune's cold face, but she immediately reminded:

"Don't be happy too early. Zhongdao Satoshi isn't a fool; he will definitely change his strategy next."

Hearing this, Classmate Classmate Tengyuan Kui became nervous again.

"That's true..."

Xiyuanji Qilai also gripped her hands again and prayed devoutly:

"Natsume-kun, do your best!"

Jinwei Tong remained expressionless, but those slightly raised eyebrows didn't lower:

"This guy... is he playing around?"

Yue Dao Lin was overjoyed:

"Great, really great."

"Natsume-kun hit the first ball."

"Next, he only needs to hit two more balls to win this bet."

"Sure enough, Natsume-kun didn't lie to me, he really has confidence!"

Yushengfu Society paused, then shook his head.

It was just luck.

Anyone could see that the ball only grazed the edge of the bat.

If it had hit the sweet spot, it would never have had that flight trajectory.

But... grazing the edge still counts as a hit.

Hitting one ball now, even if the next nine were all misses, it wouldn't be too ugly a loss.

For a rookie, being able to hit one ball was already not easy.

Qiu Tian Shana excitedly hugged Jin Teng Weixi:

"Weixi! Did you see that?! Natsume-kun really hit it! Could he really win?"

Jin Teng Weixi locked her gaze on Natsume Chikage on the field and snorted coldly:

"We'll see." ===== CHAPTER 372 =====