Chapter 671 - 671: Unreachable

"Entangle him with more pitches and try to drain Zhang Han's stamina."

In the Inashiro Industrial dugout, Coach Kunimoto's attitude was somewhat anxious.

Before today's game, although they had speculated that Zhang Han might not be able to stand on the pitcher's mound, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team still made thorough arrangements to be safe. He specifically had all the main players adapt to Fastballs at 155 kilometers per hour.

Several players had even managed to hit Fastballs at that speed.

This filled the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team players with confidence before the game began.

They believed that even if an unexpected situation suddenly arose, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team would have enough ability to cope.

Even Coach Kunimoto had similar thoughts.

Unexpectedly, when the game truly began, facing Zhang Han, who had returned to the pitcher's mound, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team encountered such great resistance.

Narumiya Mei, the Fifth Batter, was not just a pitcher. His hitting power was excellent, and his intuition was sharp.

For Narumiya Mei to be able to serve as Inashiro Industrial's Fifth Batter while being the team's Ace, it shows how much Coach Kunimoto expected from his hitting.

As for the other player, Yamaoka Riku.

Among the current star players of the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team, his presence was not showy.

He seemed a step behind Harada, Narumiya Mei, and Carlos.

But Coach Kunimoto's expectations for this player were absolutely no less than for those three players.

Let's put it this way: once Harada and his current batch of third-year players retire, Coach Kunimoto intends to directly promote Yamaoka Riku to the Fourth Batter.

The Ace of a team.

The future Fourth Batter of a team.

It's not an exaggeration to say that these two represent the highest hitting level of the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team.

When these two were unable to score runs against Zhang Han, the situation for the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team suddenly became much more severe.

Coach Kunimoto specifically checked the progress of the game; it was already the sixth inning, and neither side had much time left.

Currently, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team was leading by one run. If Inashiro could maintain this state until the end of the game, Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team should be able to secure victory.

But would it really be that smooth?

The Seido High School Baseball Team players had previously lost to them during the Autumn Tournament, thereby losing the opportunity to participate in the Jingu Tournament and Spring Koshien.

To be frank, if the Seido High School Baseball Team had been able to enter Spring Koshien, their performance should not have been bad at all.

For high school students, the importance of opportunity goes without saying.

The Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team had previously hindered the Seido High School Baseball Team's future. As long as the Seido High School Baseball Team players still had a bit of ambition and spirit, they would definitely not let it go.

As the game neared its end, the Seido High School Baseball Team players would definitely launch a desperate counterattack.

When that time came, the one-run lead of the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team was really not safe.

Even if their current pitcher was Narumiya Mei, and Narumiya Mei himself was determined to shut down the Seido High School Baseball Team's offense.

His condition was also good.

But if the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team truly placed all their hopes for winning the game on Narumiya Mei, then they would be too pathetic.

Kunitomo would also not be the star Coach who led his team into Koshien more than ten times consecutively in Tokyo.

Although he couldn't think of a good solution for now, Kunitomo knew very well that if they really wanted to win this game, a one-run lead was probably not enough.

They needed at least one more run, preferably two.

Overdoing it breaks it.

Zhang Han had pushed his pitch speed so fast, to the point of being completely unrestrained.

He didn't believe that Zhang Han could maintain this speed and continue pitching.

Receiving the signal, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team's Sixth Batter nodded slightly and began to execute Coach Kunimoto's order.

For the first two pitches, he had no intention of swinging his bat at all.

"Thwack!"

"Strike!"

"Thwack!"

"Strike!"

From the catcher's position, Miyuki looked thoughtfully at the batter.

Although he hadn't swung, the batter's expression showed no tension or other unusual signs.

In this situation, to be able to just watch himself get pressured.

"A pre-decided tactic?"

It must be said that the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team players' actions were truly decisive.

They came up with a method to counter Zhang Han so quickly.

Although the exact effectiveness of this method was still unknown.

But the fact that the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team could act so decisively showed that they would absolutely not just stand by and watch Zhang Han continue to flaunt his power on the pitcher's mound.

"Do you need a ball?"

Under pressure, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team's batter would definitely not want to strike out.

So for this last pitch, as long as it wasn't too far off the strike zone, he would definitely not let it go.

On the pitcher's mound, Zhang Han shook his head firmly.

No need.

He had already dealt with the core hitters of the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team, so why waste time on a lower-order batter?

Miyuki felt that Zhang Han's attitude was somewhat problematic.

But now Zhang Han's morale was soaring, and he did not object to Zhang Han's suggestion.

Otherwise, if Zhang Han's condition was affected by his objection, then they would suffer a net loss.

The most important thing about this Fastball is its speed, its decisiveness.

The Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team players had clearly prepared for it before the game. But when facing Zhang Han's pitch, they were still helpless.

Why was this?

It was simple: because Zhang Han's pitches were fast enough and carried an unstoppable momentum.

So much so that the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team players were caught off guard.

Now, Zhang Han was the same; he was like a pistol with its safety off, and the baseball was the bullet in his hand.

As he pulled the trigger, the bullet in his hand also whizzed out.

"Whoosh!"

The Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team's Seventh Batter was a third-year player. Although he was a lower-order batter, both his eye for pitches and his hitting ability were outstanding.

When he focused on the flying baseball, the sharp light in his eyes flickered repeatedly.

Right on.

The moment Zhang Han released the ball, he already felt it.

Perhaps Heaven saw how pitiful the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team was under the torment of Zhang Han's pitch speed and gave them a rare chance to counterattack.

Now, Harada was still on Second Base.

As long as he could hit the ball, the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team could score a run instantly.

The Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team's Seventh Batter clenched his jaw tightly, focused on the incoming baseball, and prepared to swing his bat.

His bat speed was definitely among the best of all high school players.

But even with such bat speed, it was still unlikely to fully keep up with Zhang Han's pitch speed.

So he had to swing early.

He calculated the timing and swung his bat out early.

Now.

The batter almost immediately set up to swing as soon as Zhang Han released the ball.

He had some confidence in hitting the ball squarely.

But his bat had only swung halfway when the Inashiro Industrial batter despairingly realized that he simply could not hit that baseball.

Because before his bat had even reached it, that baseball had already arrived above home plate.

Then it passed right through.

"Thwack!"

The crisp sound of the baseball drilling into the mitt echoed in the batter's ears.

"Strike!"

"Strikeout!"

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