Chapter 899: Shutout! Surpass!

At this moment.

Inside the baseball field.

Natsume Chikage walked to the pitcher's mound, simply stomped on the dirt beneath his feet, and then nodded to Yu Sheng Jiang Hui not far away.

"Vice President Yu Sheng, I am ready on my end."

"You can notify the other party; we can start at any time."

Yu Sheng Jiang Hui looked at him deeply, nodded, then turned toward Shinohara Shingo's direction, raised his arm, and made a clear "ready to start" gesture.

Shinohara Shingo swung his bat through the air a few times, producing a "whoosh" sound.

Afterward, he stood firmly in the batter's box, set up in a standard batting stance, chin slightly raised, glancing at Natsume Chikage in the distance with undisguised contempt.

To him, hitting a ball from a layman who had only practiced pitching for one day was as easy as pie.

He was already considering which humiliating stance to use to blast the ball out of the field.

And at this moment.

Natsume Chikage moved his right shoulder slightly, took a ball from the box, weighed it in his palm, and felt the texture of the leather and its perfect weight.

During the special training arranged by Konoe Hitomi yesterday, he had thrown a large number of baseballs and could distinguish that the ball in his hand now was of excellent quality, with a feel even better than the ones used for training.

He did not hesitate.

His left foot stepped forward firmly, his body leaned back slightly, his right arm raised high, and he set up in a textbook pitching stance.

The entire movement was fluid and stable, not at all like a beginner.

And at this very moment.

The students gathered at the edge of the field witnessed this, and almost no one favored Natsume Chikage.

The sound of discussion buzzed.

"Natsume-kun is probably going to fall this time... the opponent is Shinohara Shingo, a proper ace, his strength is plain for all to see!"

"That's right! I heard several strong baseball schools wanted to poach him. Natsume Chikage only beat Nakajima, who was in the number two spot, last time, and now he dares to challenge the ace? He's simply ignorant of the heights of the world!"

"It seems Natsume-kun's expulsion is a foregone conclusion."

Even the female students who usually had a good impression of Natsume Chikage and were almost blindly supportive could not hide their worry now.

The gap in strength on paper between the two sides was simply too vast.

"Natsume-kun has only learned for one day... why challenge Senior Shinohara? It's over, it's over, woooo..."

"Natsume-kun is confused! Why agree to such an unfair challenge?"

"Natsume being expelled or something... I don't want that! I haven't even had a chance to confess yet! At least... at least wait until he's dating me before he drops out, that way I can still go outside the school to find him!"

And Yue Dao Lin, Xiyuanji Qilai, Classmate Tengyuan Kui, and the others, hearing the almost one-sided pessimistic talk around them, felt their already tense heartstrings stretched to the limit, their breathing held unconsciously.

At this moment.

The early morning sunlight finally pierced through the clouds completely, pouring onto the baseball field without reservation.

It also outlined Natsume Chikage's tall figure with a straight and clear edge of light.

They saw his eyes suddenly narrow, his right hand gripping the baseball like a fully drawn bowstring, accumulating power, and then—suddenly released!

A white streak of light tore through the air, shooting toward the home plate at an astonishing speed!

It was a fastball!

No fancy changes, just a fastball relying purely on speed and power! ===== CHAPTER 900 =====