Chapter 373

No wonder he dared to come and challenge after only practicing for one day.

It seems he has some talent.

However... the real difficulty is yet to come.

Zhongdao-kun will definitely bring out his best skills, Natsume-kun, you must hold on!

Home economics teacher Xiao Tian Youcai was full of surprise:

"What's going on... Natsume-kun playing baseball, unexpectedly has strength?"

"He actually hit two in a row?"

Jiu Jing Ziyuan analyzed calmly:

"It seems he... really has some baseball talent."

"But next... I'm afraid it will be difficult."

On the field.

The person who found it hardest to accept was undoubtedly Zhongdao Satoshi.

Seeing Natsume Chikage blast a perfect long hit, his face froze instantly, filled with disbelief.

Impossible!

Why did he hit it again?!

Why?!

Could it be that Natsume Chikage actually played baseball before?

No—absolutely impossible!

Miss Jinwei and Yushengfu Society both came from the Yutang family; they said Natsume Chikage hadn't played, so he definitely hadn't played.

And Natsume Chikage's hands, he had seen them; there were no calluses, absolutely no traces of long-term training.

So... was this still luck?

Yes! It must still be luck!

Damn it!

He shouldn't have kept using fastballs to deal with him.

The fastball trajectory was simple; even a layman, swinging randomly, had a chance of hitting it.

And now, he only had one last chance left.

If he got hit again, he would be completely defeated!

By then, the whole school would know that the baseball club's number two pitcher was defeated by a rookie who only practiced for one day!

He would lose all face!

He absolutely couldn't let this happen!

Absolutely not!

Next ball, must use a breaking ball!

Must bring out his full strength, not give Natsume Chikage any chance of luck, and crush him completely!

He gave a signal to Aoki Masao: next, pitch a breaking ball with a speed exceeding the limit of 143 km/h!

Aoki Masao, who was originally a bit worried, never expected Zhongdao Satoshi to have such a trick up his sleeve, with the ball speed actually breaking through to 143 km/h.

And it was a breaking ball.

In this way, Natsume Chikage had absolutely no possibility of dealing with it.

After all, the difficulty of a fastball and a breaking ball was worlds apart.

Fastballs were usually used for head-on confrontations to show the pitcher's strength.

But in the current situation, Zhongdao Satoshi couldn't pitch fastballs anymore.

Because Natsume Chikage's judgment of fastballs was clearly extraordinary.

Even if the next few balls were luckily not hit, they only had one chance of error left.

As long as one ball was hit, it would be a total loss!

Aoki Masao thought Zhongdao Satoshi's decision was completely correct, immediately returned the gesture, and then said to Natsume Chikage:

"Natsume-kun, are you ready for the third ball?"

"I have no problem."

Natsume Chikage nodded and gripped the bat again.

Although he felt a bit of regret for that last ball, in these short three swings, he had completely adapted to this problematic bat.

Next—he would blast a home run!

At this moment.

Standing on the pitcher's mound, Zhongdao Satoshi took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually became as sharp as a hawk's.

For himself, he absolutely couldn't lose.

For the baseball club, he absolutely couldn't lose.

For classmate Yue Dao, he absolutely couldn't lose!!!

His arm trembled slightly due to extreme muscle tension, and veins were visible.

He squeezed the baseball tightly, his body arched back like a full bow, then mobilized 120% of his body's strength and threw the ball out violently!

The baseball was like a cannonball out of the chamber, tearing through the air!

It even dragged a high-speed white trajectory in the air!

The ball speed actually broke through the expectation of 143 km/h and reached a staggering 145 km/h, completely surpassing Zhongdao Satoshi's past limits!

Furthermore, because this was a breaking ball, the ball body rotated violently in the air, drawing a strange and tricky arc, making it impossible for all spectators to predict which corner of the strike zone it would eventually land in.

Feeling this unprecedented speed and rotation, Zhongdao Satoshi was ecstatic—Natsume Chikage absolutely couldn't catch this ball!

This was a strike that condensed seventeen years of his baseball career, combining extreme speed and exquisite changes—you, Natsume Chikage, what are you going to catch it with?!

Even the genius catcher Aoki Masao, witnessing this shocking ball, had joy appear on his face under the helmet, and his glove moved quickly toward the predicted landing point.

If he could maintain this level for the rest, Zhongdao Satoshi would definitely win!

As for whether Natsume Chikage could catch it? That was simply a fantasy!

Such a high-speed breaking ball, even he himself needed full concentration, and a slight carelessness would lead to a missed catch.

A rookie who only practiced for one day, what right did he have to catch it?

The audience on the sidelines, witnessing this thunderous ball, mostly gasped, and in their hearts, they had already sentenced Natsume Chikage to death.

Even those girls who supported Natsume Chikage the most couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for him at this moment.

However.

In the next second.

A crisp explosion that seemed to shatter eardrums blasted through the whole field!

Bang—!!!

They saw that baseball, which carried all of Zhongdao Satoshi's beliefs, actually being accurately captured by the bat, turning into a dazzling white light, and rushing into the sky with an exaggerated height and arc!

It crossed the outfield fence and flew toward the distant horizon—

An indisputable, perfect home run!

Witnessing this scene.

Zhongdao Satoshi was struck by lightning; his knees went soft, and he knelt on the dirt of the pitcher's mound with a "thump," his expression dazed, his gaze unfocused.

How is it possible...

This ball... was even hit into a home run?

Why...

Why could he hit my ball continuously?

Why could he blast a home run when I broke my limits?!

Impossible!

How could I lose to a rookie who only practiced for one day?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

These three balls were definitely not something a rookie could do! ===== CHAPTER 374 =====