Diamond no Ace: My Sharingan Chapter 415 415: A Speed Storm Under Zhou Hao's Guidance!

The players from the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team were going crazy.

As long-ti rivals who often faced each other on the field, the players of Seido High School Baseball Team could see this very clearly.

The mont Seido took the lead, they imdiately noticed the change in Inashiro's condition.

It was as if their eyes had turned red with determination.

It seed that the rumors circulating outside weren't the only reason. Even the players of Inashiro Industrial themselves held similar thoughts.

They believed that although the Seido High School Baseball Team was strong, most of that strength ca from Zhou Hao.

If Zhou Hao wasn't standing as steady as a mountain on the pitcher's mound...

Then Seido's overall strength—if not completely collapsing—would at least be cut in half.

But after actually facing them, things clearly didn't turn out that way.

Even without Zhou Hao on the mound, Seido still displayed extraordinary strength.

Seventh batter, Masuko Toru!

Facing him, Arata didn't bother with tricks. He chose a direct confrontation.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp fastball shot straight toward Masuko.

Masuko had absolutely no objections to this kind of head-on battle.

His greatest weapon within the Seido lineup was his terrifying power.

Since the Inashiro players dared to challenge him directly in that departnt…

Why would he refuse?

"Boom!"

The bat sliced through the air with a deafening whoosh.

Crouching behind the plate, Harada couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The players of Seido High School Baseball Team might not appear particularly dazzling at first glance.

But if you looked more carefully, it was easy to understand why.

The reason they seed less noticeable was largely because of one person—Zhou Hao.

With such an overwhelming star on the team, everyone's attention naturally gravitated toward him.

As a result, the spotlight on the others beca much dimr.

But lacking the spotlight didn't an they lacked strength.

On the contrary.

Each of these players possessed their own unique weapons. As long as they were given the right opportunity to perform...

They could easily shock everyone.

Take Masuko, for example.

If he managed to connect solidly with the ball, even a hit slightly off the sweet spot could still send it flying deep into the field.

A textbook power hitter.

Fortunately, Inashiro had prepared for this in advance.

"Ping!"

The mont the bat touched the baseball, Masuko instantly realized sothing was wrong.

He had been tricked.

But by the ti he realized it, it was already too late.

The baseball barely grazed the bat, dropping weakly before bouncing away.

A fielder quickly rushed in, scooped up the ball, and fired it straight to first base.

"Out!"

Masuko Toru was retired cleanly, and Seido High School Baseball Team's offense ca to an abrupt halt.

"Three outs! Change sides!"

The first inning ca to an end with the score two to one.

Although Seido had fallen behind at the start, they quickly fought back to take the lead.

Their performance earned enthusiastic praise from the fans in the stands.

The prestige of the King Seido High School Baseball Team continued to rise.

The ga moved into the top of the second inning, with Seido taking the field on defense.

Inside the dugout, the players hurriedly changed into their defensive gear.

Miyuki, in particular, took longer than the others his catcher's armor wasn't exactly easy to put on.

anwhile, Furuya Satoru, who had been pitching, didn't receive any instruction to leave the mound.

And truthfully, the young pitcher himself had no intention of stepping down.

Almost instinctively, he walked straight toward Zhou Hao.

"Senior Zhou Hao!"

Everyone could tell that sothing was wrong with Furuya Satoru's pitching state.

Even Furuya himself knew it.

But the problem was he didn't know what was wrong.

When they saw Furuya heading straight toward Zhou Hao, the other Seido players couldn't help feeling a little conflicted.

From their perspective, most of them were third-year seniors.

In terms of experience both in gas and in life they should have been the more reliable ones.

Yet this first-year rookie pitcher showed no intention of asking them for advice.

"Is this first-year brat looking down on us? I have so insight into pitching too!"

Isashiki Jun grumbled, clearly displeased.

Kuramochi Yoichi glanced up at the sky.

He didn't see any pigs flying.

"Senpai… are you saying you can throw over 150 kiloters per hour?"

Looking across the entire country...

Pitchers capable of reaching speeds above 150 km/h could be counted on one hand.

And Seido High School Baseball Team was incredibly lucky.

Because on their roster, they had two such rare monsters.

One was Furuya Satoru.

The other was Zhou Hao.

Compared to Zhou Hao, the current Furuya still looked like a raw rookie.

If he needed advice...

Aside from Zhou Hao, the number one pitcher in the country, who else could possibly help?

At least, Kuramochi couldn't think of anyone.

The other Seido players didn't say anything, but judging by their expressions, they clearly agreed.

If anyone could help Furuya at this mont—

It would undoubtedly be Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao himself also understood what everyone was thinking.

But honestly...

He really didn't know what to say.

The reason his own pitching speed had reached such terrifying levels wasn't because of his physical condition.

If he relied purely on his body, his fastball would probably top out at around 140 kiloters per hour.

That wasn't slow.

But it definitely wasn't in the realm of elite power pitching.

The reason his speed had climbed higher was because his pitches the Fastball and Spiral Ball had continuously upgraded.

Each upgrade slightly increased the velocity.

After stacking those improvents over ti, both pitches had eventually surpassed 150 kiloters per hour.

So when it ca to Furuya's problem...

Most people simply couldn't answer it.

After all, their own pitches couldn't even reach 150 km/h.

And Zhou Hao was no exception.

There was no way he could solve Furuya's issue with just a few words.

But if he admitted that he had no answer...

Forget about Furuya—none of the Seido players would believe him.

Even if he had to grit his teeth and bluff a little, Zhou Hao had to say sothing.

Fortunately, Zhou Hao had watched plenty of ani before.

He knew that for athletes to consistently perform at their best, the most important thing was maintaining a calm mind.

If he emphasized that point, even if it wasn't perfectly accurate, it wouldn't be far off either.

After organizing his thoughts, Zhou Hao spoke firmly.

"Calm your mind."

For a mont, Furuya Satoru wondered if he had misheard.

Chris and Miyuki, however, both revealed thoughtful expressions.

They seed to vaguely understand why Zhou Hao could perform so consistently on the mound.

No matter the situation, Zhou Hao never allowed his emotions to interfere with his pitching.

Seeing the looks of realization on their faces, Zhou Hao couldn't help feeling curious.

What exactly had these two understood?

Could they explain it to him?

Unfortunately, while they seed enlightened, Furuya still looked confused.

"Sotis," Zhou Hao continued, "the more you try to throw faster, the harder it becos."

"Instead, pitch with the mindset of a normal practice session."

He pointed toward the field where the Inashiro players were preparing to bat.

"These guys from Inashiro Industrial High School aren't that scary."

"As long as you steadily throw your 150-kiloter fastball, they won't be able to touch it."

Zhou Hao spoke with increasing confidence.

Speaking so clearly, Furuya Satoru naturally understood what Zhou Hao ant.

Both Chris and Miyuki even showed faint admiration on their faces.

It was obvious—they strongly agreed with Zhou Hao's words.

At that mont, the only person still confused was probably Zhou Hao himself.

How did everyone understand that so easily?

Fortunately, that question wasn't important right now.

The ga continued.

The players of Seido High School quickly put on their defensive gear and ran onto the field.

On Inashiro Industrial High School's side, the next batter stepped up.

Fifth batter—Narumiya i.

Narumiya i's role on the team was very similar to Zhou Hao's.

Both were the absolute core of their teams.

Whether it was offense, defense, or pitching, they were capable in every aspect.

Among Inashiro's powerful lineup, Narumiya i held the position of fifth batter.

Just like Zhou Hao's third batting spot, the fifth position was also a critical offensive role.

Players placed in this position were always key hitters relied upon by their teams.

Narumiya i lifted his bat slowly, staring down at Furuya Satoru on the pitcher's mound.

He understood very clearly just how terrifying the potential of the young pitcher before him was.

But so what?

For Narumiya i the genius ace of Inashiro his opponent's talent ant nothing.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

Every cell in his body was ready to explode with a swing.

Do you really think you can dominate just because you throw fast?

Regardless of what the other players from Inashiro Industrial thought...

Narumiya i himself absolutely refused to accept that idea.

Behind ho plate, Miyuki, crouched in the catcher's position, imdiately noticed sothing strange.

"This guy… why does he look like he's about to lose his mind?"

Miyuki felt a little puzzled.

But his confusion didn't stop the pitcher on the mound from moving.

Furuya Satoru had already received Zhou Hao's advice earlier.

Right now, his mind was focused on only one thing—

Pitching exactly the way Senior Zhou Hao had told him to.

So focused that he completely ignored Narumiya i's overwhelming aura.

"Boom!"

Furuya stepped forward and fired the pitch.

Whether it was because Zhou Hao's guidance worked, or because Furuya had figured sothing out himself—

The baseball left his hand with incredible force.

Narumiya i, standing in the batter's box, had originally intended to swing imdiately and blast the ball away.

But the mont he saw the pitch approaching, he instinctively froze.

By the ti he realized what had happened—

It was already too late to swing.

He could only watch as the ball flew straight past him.

"Pop!"

"Strike!"

The massive electronic scoreboard instantly displayed the pitch speed.

151 km/h!

The raw montum of a pitch wasn't always easy to perceive with the naked eye.

Very few people could accurately judge it during live play.

But numbers didn't lie.

Everyone could clearly see that undeniable figure on the board.

"This kid's pitching… has it recovered?"

Even though they didn't know how Furuya Satoru managed to do it—

The supporters of Seido High School erupted with excitent.

They loved nothing more than watching their team's young prodigies shine on the field.

And if that brilliance happened to suppress the players of Inashiro Industrial along the way—

That feeling was even better.

"Keep it up! Keep it up!"

"You're already making Narumiya i look helpless!"

Hearing the cheers from the stands, Narumiya i's anger began to boil.

What nonsense are these people shouting about?

He couldn't understand a single word they were yelling.

Before he could even process it—

The white baseball was already flying toward him again.

This ti, the pitch seed even faster.

"Whoosh!!"

Narumiya i had already prepared himself.

Yet when he saw the ball racing toward him, his body still stiffened for a split second.

For so reason, this pitch felt even faster than the last one.

Could this first-year pitcher still have more potential left to unleash?

"Pop!"

"Strike!"

The scoreboard displayed the speed again.

151 km/h.

Two strikes.

The batter was imdiately pushed into a corner.

At this point, even the supporters of Inashiro Industrial High School in the stands were stunned.

They had already acknowledged that Seido's rookie pitcher was strong.

But based on what they had seen earlier in the ga, they believed they could still handle him.

Now it seed that they had been overly confident.

This opponent was far more troubleso than they had imagined.

"It's not just fast," soone muttered.

"His pitch has a kind of wild explosiveness to it!"

Among the Inashiro supporters were many knowledgeable baseball fans.

They quickly realized that Furuya Satoru had entered a special rhythm on the mound.

"Boom!!"

The third pitch exploded out of his hand.

At this mont, Furuya Satoru felt like a rciless pitching machine.

It was as if he wanted to crush everything standing in front of him.

Narumiya i, after watching two pitches fly past him, obviously refused to keep standing there like a fool.

As the baseball approached, he tightened his grip on the bat and swung with all his strength.

"Buzz!"

"I refuse to believe a first-year kid can be this strong!"

His words were arrogant.

But the bat he swung completely betrayed his confidence.

The bat cut through the air—

And missed the baseball entirely.

"Pop!"

"Strike!"

"Strikeout!"

One out. Bases empty.

The final pitch registered an astonishing speed.

151.5 km/h!

Not only were the Inashiro supporters in the stands stunned—

Even Furuya Satoru himself was shocked by the result.

Standing on the mound, he slowly lowered his head and stared at his own hand.

Just by listening to Senior Zhou Hao… my pitches beca this fast?

From Furuya's perspective, it didn't even feel like he had used much strength.

Everything had happened naturally.

Yet sohow—

His pitching speed had climbed all the way to its peak.