Diamond no Ace: My Sharingan

As Zhou Hao stepped into the batter's box, a huge cheer erupted from the crowd.

Whether it was the players in the dugout or the fans in the stands, the noise was deafening.

After the initial explosion of excitement, they were all left in shock.

The students in the stands looked incredulously at the Seidou dugout.

As a top national powerhouse, the Seidou High School baseball team had students who, despite not being players themselves, often cheered for the team.

They were all very aware of the pride that the Seidou players carried.

The second and third-year players on the Seidou team were particularly arrogant.

Their performance today was a bit too enthusiastic.

Who would have thought that Zhou Hao, having just joined the team, would already gain so much recognition from the seniors?

"Truly worthy of the boy I have my eye on, Lily-chan!"

A girl in a blue dress excitedly said to her companion.

Sitting in the stands, Kuramochi also excitedly cupped his hands like a megaphone and shouted to Zhou Hao.

"Give it your all! Hit them hard! Hehe..."

Since he wasn't a first-string player yet, Kuramochi could only channel his own passion into supporting Zhou Hao.

Meanwhile, in the Seidou High School dugout, a group of second and third-year seniors were equally astonished.

Hadn't they just played one official game before?

And if memory served, that game was played on a weekday.

There weren't many spectators at that time.

It was Seidou High School's first match, and the players were eager for a larger audience.

Unfortunately, the timing was not in their favor.

With so few spectators, it meant that not many people had seen that game.

How had Zhou Hao suddenly gained so many fans?

"Where did he get all this support?"

The team's fourth batter, Azuma Kiyokuni, muttered.

Standing at second base, he could feel the atmosphere in the stadium even more clearly.

Azuma was astonished.

It had taken him an entire summer to gain his own fans after making it to the first team.

Yet Zhou Hao had managed to achieve in one game what had taken him a whole summer of effort.

Just thinking about it made him furious.

As he thought this, Azuma bent down.

As the team's well-known "meat-and-egg train," he was always ready to charge out when the opportunity arose.

"Since you've already received such a huge cheer from the fans, you better put on a good performance. Otherwise, when I get back to the dugout..."

Azuma wanted to distract the pitcher.

However, on the mound, Yamamoto Naka seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

He completely ignored his teammate's signals.

Yamamoto was confident that Azuma wouldn't run.

So at this moment, he only needed to focus on taking care of Zhou Hao.

Despite being just a first-year rookie on the Seidou High School baseball team, Yamamoto Naka did not underestimate Zhou Hao.

In Seidou's last game, Zhou Hao had made a dazzling debut in the summer tournament.

He had hit the ball every time, achieving a 100% success rate for hits.

No matter how the opponents changed their tactics, they were all futile against him.

It was precisely because of Zhou Hao's outstanding performance in that game that many reporters wrote articles about him after the match.

He became an overnight sensation.

Now, just in the second game, there were already so many fans in the stands cheering for him.

With two outs and a runner on second base, the situation wasn't particularly favorable for the offense.

But for Zhou Hao in the batter's box, it was a stage already set for him.

"As long as you hit this ball, you can score."

"Conversely, if you miss this pitch, the myth of your hitting prowess will shatter."

Yamamoto smirked.

This was the result he had painstakingly crafted.

Even his teammates didn't know that he intentionally walked Azuma not out of fear of facing him, but to focus on taking care of Zhou Hao first.

As long as this miraculous boy struggled on the field, the momentum of the Seidou High School baseball team would surely take a heavy hit.

With that thought, Yamamoto gripped the baseball tightly and threw it with all his might.

"Whoosh!"

The white baseball quickly approached Zhou Hao.

This was a pitch Zhou Hao had seen many times from the dugout.

But the angle from the dugout was different from standing in the batter's box.

Zhou Hao quietly activated his Sharingan.

He clearly saw the baseball speeding toward him.

Even with his Sharingan activated, the speed of the pitch hadn't slowed much.

It was still about half the normal speed.

What was going on?

Zhou Hao's heart raced.

He knew that with his Sharingan, he could see any changes in the pitch.

But now, it seemed something unexpected was happening.

Yamamoto's pitch had something different mixed in.

Before Zhou Hao could figure it out, the baseball had already flown past him.

"Pop!"

"Strike!"

An ordinary fastball.

Zhou Hao didn't swing?

Those familiar with Zhou Hao's hitting couldn't help but furrow their brows.

It seemed their opponent today was indeed a bit different.

"Just as expected of Yamamoto! Even that miracle boy from Seidou High School is being suppressed by him."

"That boy had a 100% success rate in his last game."

"All I can say is, Yamamoto-kun is just too strong!"

In the Hachiouji High School dugout, a group of players were animatedly discussing.

Aside from facing Azuma, their ace had chosen to walk him.

Against the other players from Seidou High School, their ace was sweeping through them.

Even the miracle boy Zhou Hao now seemed to be caught in their ace's rhythm.

"Next up is the moment to witness the fall of a miracle."

Everyone was watching intently.

On the pitcher's mound, Yamamoto threw an inside pitch.

The previous pitch was on the outside, and this one was on the inside.

The final pitch would be his prized outside slider.

The pitcher from Wuyuan High School had no chance; they were just too weak.

For Yamamoto, as long as he maintained his pitching rhythm, there was no opponent he couldn't handle.

"Whoosh!"

The white baseball whistled through the air.

Standing in the batter's box, Zhou Hao suddenly took a half step back.

Hmm?

Yamamoto caught this out of the corner of his eye and felt a strange panic.

Then he saw Zhou Hao, after stepping back, decisively swing.

"Ping!"

The white baseball landed directly in the gap in the defense.

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