Diamond no Ace: My Sharingan Chapter 351 351: Eleven Runs in One Inning

Score: 3–0.

Stepping onto the field for the first ti, Zhou Hao had imdiately blasted a clean ho run.

It was impossible not to notice him.

In truth, he had already been the most eye-catching presence on the field—but now, every gaze in the stadium was locked firmly onto him.

At this mont, Zhou Hao seed to shine.

Powerful.

Unstoppable.

The Hanada High School Baseball Team suffered a trendous psychological blow.

They had known beforehand that Seido was strong.

They had prepared themselves ntally.

But watching their Ace's pitch get sent straight into the stands so effortlessly—

That was still far beyond their expectations.

And the 3–0 score only deepened their despair.

Seido had no intention of sparing their opponent's feelings.

After Zhou Hao crossed ho plate, he walked back toward the dugout alongside Kuramochi and Kominato Ryosuke.

Cheers rolled down from every direction.

Just as the three of them were returning, Seido's Fourth Batter stepped toward the plate.

Yuki Tetsuya stopped halfway.

This was a long-standing Seido tradition.

No matter how detailed the prega scouting was, nothing compared to firsthand experience.

Information gained inside the batter's box was always more accurate.

Kuramochi, Kominato, and Zhou Hao had all faced the pitcher.

Their impressions mattered.

Seeing Yuki stop, the three imdiately understood his intent.

But when it ca ti to speak—

They hesitated.

"The pitch is… pretty fast," Kuramochi said after thinking for a long while.

That was the only thing he could honestly say.

As for how to hit it?

Kuramochi believed that once Yuki stepped into the batter's box, he would naturally understand.

Yuki froze for a mont, then turned to Kominato Ryosuke.

Kominato smiled lightly.

"Just swing at your usual rhythm."

Even Yuki couldn't help frowning.

What kind of advice was that?

Left with no other choice, Yuki turned to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao spread his hands helplessly.

"Senpai's right."

That answer only made things worse.

Yuki felt more confused than ever.

What kind of pitcher was Hanada's Ace, exactly?

With those thoughts lingering, Yuki stepped into the batter's box.

At the sa mont, the Hanada Ace released the ball.

By now, he had realized—

Playing it safe was aningless.

Seido's montum had already been established.

No strategy could truly stop their offense.

All he could do now was protect Hanada's dignity.

Lose the ga—but not their backbone.

The baseball whistled forward.

The instant Yuki saw it, he understood why his teammates had said what they did.

Average velocity.

Ordinary control.

Despite his previous success, Hanada's Ace was, at his core, rely average.

Not weak—

But completely insufficient against Seido.

Especially against Seido's core batters.

At the very least, his pitches weren't threatening enough.

Yuki showed no hesitation.

Both hands tightened on the bat.

He swung.

Boom!

The catcher's breath caught.

Zhou Hao's swing was fast.

But compared to Yuki Tetsuya—

It was an entirely different level.

The bat flashed.

Contact was made.

The ball's exit speed was terrifying.

Ping!

The ball beca a white blur, tearing past Hanada's frozen fielders.

They stood still—

As if ti itself had stopped.

By the ti they reacted, the ball had already bounced far away.

Thwack!

Seido's dugout erupted.

As expected of their captain.

That one swing alone was sothing most of them could only aspire to.

"Yuki-senpai!!"

The fans mirrored that excitent.

Even if it wasn't a ho run—

This kind of overwhelming, violent power was no less satisfying.

"Safe!"

Yuki charged into second base.

No outs.

Runner on second.

Even after scoring three runs, Seido showed no sign of slowing down.

Hanada's Ace felt his thoughts unravel.

All his preparations—

aningless.

No matter how he pitched, Seido would hit.

This was what it ant to face a National Champion.

Only now did Hanada truly understand the weight of that title.

"We can't rely on speed anymore," the coach ordered calmly.

"Use tricky pitches. The rest—leave it to fate."

Even though he could tell the Ace was shaken, the coach never considered replacing him.

Good pitchers were rare.

And this was spring.

Sumr—three months away.

If this ga could temper his Ace—

It might beco Hanada's greatest gain.

They weren't even in the sa district as Seido.

A transford Ace could still lead them to challenge for Koshien.

The odds were slim—

But dreams had value.

"Hold on."

The Ace steadied himself.

He began relying on deception.

Whoosh!

Seido's Fifth Batter—Isashiki Jun—stepped in.

Seeing the tricky angle, his eyes lit up.

"Fly it!"

He swung like a golfer.

The catcher and pitcher froze.

Such a batter—

They had never seen one like him.

Before they could react—

Ping!

The ball was gone.

No one knew where it was headed until it landed.

Thwack!

Isashiki tossed his bat and sprinted.

He reached second base—

But the spotlight wasn't on him.

Yuki rounded third and charged ho.

"Safe!"

"Seido scores again!"

4–0!

The stands exploded.

This—

This was the Seido everyone believed in.

Hanada wasn't weak.

But against Seido?

They were simply outmatched.

Seido fans shouted triumphantly.

Hanada fans could only swallow their frustration.

The ga moved on.

Sixth Batter—Miyuki Kazuya.

With runners on base, his batting was on par with Zhou Hao and Yuki.

Ping!

Another hit.

Another run.

5–0!

Then ca Masuko, the Seventh Batter.

Ping!

The second ho run of the ga.

The ball vanished into the stands.

7–0!

Less than fifteen minutes.

Seven runs.

Hanada's minds went blank.

The remaining batters piled on.

Hit after hit.

Run after run.

By the ti Seido eased off—

Eleven runs had crossed ho plate.

If they wanted to, they could have scored twenty.

But there was no reason to waste stamina.

This was an elimination tournant.

Efficiency mattered.

11–0.

With that overwhelming score, the ga finally moved into the second inning.