The white ball soared into the sky and finally landed in the outfield stands.
Zhang Han had hit his second Homerun of the game.
The Seido supporters, who had been feeling incredibly stifled, suddenly found their rhythm again.
They proudly held their heads high, looking down at their opponents who had been so confident earlier.
They absolutely had to show their class and teach these opponents, who had underestimated them, what a strong baseball team's aura and a prestigious school's demeanor truly were.
"This Homerun didn't have much technical skill."
"Compared to the first one, the momentum is too different."
"Zhang Han, that's his drawback. Once he's too far ahead of his opponents, he loses his drive."
These supporters not only didn't applaud Zhang Han but criticized him mercilessly, as if the Homerun wasn't even worth mentioning.
Although they were secretly overjoyed, their expressions remained calm and collected.
Even the female fans found their rhythm, their coordination impressively in sync.
They were only praising Zhang Han for being handsome.
As for the Homerun that flew out of the stadium, they simply ignored it.
In the stands, those cheering for Ushimaru Agricultural were red-faced.
They had a mouthful of suppressed frustration barely held back.
These Seido High School Baseball Team supporters were simply too insufferable.
How could they be like this?
But honestly, they had to admit that Zhang Han's performance was truly astonishing.
They never expected such a player to exist on a baseball field.
Returning to the dugout, Zhang Han was greeted by his celebrating teammates.
"You're cheating, aren't you?"
Kuramochi had just faced Aikawa Kazuo and was deeply impressed by the power of his pitching.
He couldn't believe that someone could hit such a pitch out of the park.
Zhang Han was even stronger than before.
It wasn't just Kuramochi who felt that way. Many of his teammates did too. Zhang Han was already one of the most formidable hitters on the team, and now he was improving further still.
This made many of his teammates feel like they couldn't even see his back anymore.
"It was really just a coincidence."
Zhang Han, however, wasn't overly proud.
He himself was genuinely puzzled. How had the baseball flown out like that?
Had he unknowingly become stronger, or had he found some kind of rhythm without realizing it?
If he couldn't figure this out, then this Homerun was just a fluke.
But once he understood it and successfully grasped the key, his strength would likely advance even further.
Zhang Han's mind was occupied with these thoughts, so he naturally couldn't pay much attention to other things.
But just because he wasn't paying attention didn't mean others weren't.
Yuuki, who was batting right after him today, had been waiting nearby when Zhang Han was at the plate.
Because of the close proximity, Yuuki Tetsuya saw it very clearly.
Zhang Han had been gripping the bat short, which meant he had no intention of hitting that ball out of the park.
But the final result was that he hit it out, and the baseball soared into the sky.
What immense power was needed for that?
Even Masuko, purely in terms of hitting power, probably wasn't Zhang Han's match anymore.
In just one year, Zhang Han's strength had grown at a remarkable pace. Not only had he developed a fastball exceeding 150 kilometers per hour, but his hitting power improvement was evident to everyone.
Today was just a trial by Coach Kataoka.
And Zhang Han had already shown this kind of performance.
In this situation, would Coach Kataoka not consider truly placing Zhang Han in the cleanup spot?
Putting themselves in his position, it would be very difficult to say no.
Yuuki had always known that Zhang Han's hitting strength was strong, even on par with his own. But he had never thought this junior would one day threaten his position as the cleanup hitter.
Yuuki was not only formidably strong but also a year older than Zhang Han.
With that one advantage, as long as Zhang Han didn't clearly surpass Yuuki, Kataoka would find it very difficult to place him in the cleanup spot.
But that was before. With the situation developing like this, who would be the cleanup hitter when the Summer Tournament arrived?
That was now genuinely uncertain.
Yuuki Tetsuya was brimming with fighting spirit.
Facing this sudden challenger, he had no negative emotions whatsoever. Only excitement and a desire to compete.
This was his last semester.
Although he would still be at Seido High School for a full year, for the players of the Baseball Club, the days after the Summer Tournament were meaningless.
The next few months would be their final high school days on the field.
At such a time, the appearance of a competitor like Zhang Han undoubtedly thrilled Yuuki.
Besides leading the baseball team to dominate the nation, it seemed he also had something to settle within the team.
He had to firmly defend his position and not give his junior any chance to take it from him.
A fired-up Yuuki was no match for Aikawa, who had just given up a Homerun.
Although Aikawa's fighting spirit was still high, he threw a decent pitch when facing Yuuki.
But against an opponent like Yuuki, a decent pitch was far from enough.
"Ping!"
The moment the baseball was hit, time in the entire stadium seemed to pause.
Everyone stood still. The only thing moving was the ball off Yuuki's bat.
The hit baseball was like a white bolt of lightning, instantly piercing through the Ushimaru Agricultural High School Baseball Team's defense and flying far away.
After hitting the ball, Yuuki didn't even look back. He dropped his bat and started running.
He was confident the ball would find a gap in Ushimaru Agricultural High School's defense.
It wasn't until Yuuki had run five or six meters that the Ushimaru Agricultural players reacted.
But by the time they located the ball, it had already landed, bounced, and slammed hard against the back wall of the stadium.
If it weren't for the wall, the ball would have cleared it entirely.
Yuuki Tetsuya ran all the way to Third Base before the ball was relayed back by Ushimaru Agricultural's outfielder.
And that was already their most efficient reaction.
They were fortunate the throw had no errors. Had it been off, it could have directly resulted in an inside-the-park Homerun.
That would have been utterly humiliating.
In the stands, the Seido fans, just about to cheer excitedly, immediately stopped themselves.
They seemed to have suddenly remembered something. Calmly settling back into their seats, they said nonchalantly:
"Not worth mentioning."
It was as if the ball Yuuki had hit wasn't even worthy of their attention.
Even though everyone knew the Seido supporters were saying this deliberately to provoke them, the Ushimaru Agricultural supporters could only watch helplessly.
They were completely powerless.
The gap in performance between the two sides was so vast that no matter what they felt, it made no difference.
They even found themselves involuntarily envying the Seido High School Baseball Team supporters.
Although the acting was cringeworthy, at least they could act.
Unlike them, who had nothing to act about.
Not only were they behind on the scoreboard, they were completely demoralized.
Ushimaru Agricultural, which had just shown a glimmer of resurgence, was brutally trampled by the Seido High School Baseball Team before it even had a chance to show its strength.
They couldn't pull themselves together anymore.
This game was almost over.
And at this moment, the Seido High School Baseball Team's offense was not yet finished.
Miyuki, batting Sixth, stepped up to the plate.
His eyes were sparkling as he looked at his opponent.
There was a runner on Third Base. This situation made him eager.
As long as he hit the ball, a run would immediately score. Even if he was put out himself, as long as the ball got into the outfield, the probability of scoring was very high.
No matter what defensive measures the opponent took, the probability of stopping it was minuscule.
Miyuki absolutely loved putting his opponents in this position.
His adrenaline surged. He couldn't wait for the ball to come.
Ushimaru Agricultural High School's Ace was stronger than they had imagined, and the young man didn't back down. He threw the ball.
Seeing the incoming baseball, Miyuki's eyes lit up.
Just as he had expected: facing a huge crisis, with fastballs being hit continuously, the opponent used a forkball to adjust the rhythm.
This was practically an invitation.
If he didn't hit this ball, he would be wasting a gift.
Miyuki took a step forward, set his stance, and swung his bat low.
"Ping!"
The moment the white ball was hit, Hase felt utterly hopeless.
The colors before his eyes seemed to drain away completely.
It was over.
The baseball landed heavily in the outfield.
"Safe!"
Yuuki Tetsuya had started running early and now successfully returned to home plate, helping the Seido High School Baseball Team score their sixth run.
The total score was 6-1.
Not only that, Miyuki had also successfully advanced to Second Base.
Then, with the cooperation of his teammates, Miyuki returned to home plate as well, helping the team score their seventh run.
In the top of the sixth inning, the Seido High School Baseball Team scored three runs at the cost of two outs.
The total score became 7-1.
They were now just one run away from ending the game early.
Looking at the current offensive momentum of the Seido High School Baseball Team, it was only a matter of time.
The players of the Ushimaru Agricultural High School Baseball Team were no longer thinking about the outcome. They knew very well that although the game hadn't ended, the winner had already been decided.
Unless something extraordinary intervened, they had no hope of winning.
Seeing their opponents completely devoid of fighting spirit, one of the Seido High School Baseball Team players felt his lungs were about to burst with frustration.
How could these guys give up the game already?
In today's game, Kuramochi had only been on the receiving end and hadn't even had a chance to show his strength.
If the game ended like this, where would his pride go?
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