"That's quite impressive!"
After hearing Fujio's explanation, although Owada Akiko didn't fully understand it, that didn't stop her from feeling that Zhang Han was very impressive.
No wonder those ignorant young girls were so crazy about him.
Just impressive?
Fujio looked at his assistant with a complicated gaze, eventually giving up on explaining to her.
"Those professional baseball guys are going to go crazy!"
Although Zhang Han is currently only a second-year player and hasn't even participated in the second-year Summer Tournament yet…
But Fujio was absolutely certain that after this Kanto Tournament ended, the Seido High School Baseball Team would be swamped by professional baseball scouts and managers.
It's even possible that some thick-skinned ones would directly approach Zhang Han and offer him exorbitant prices.
It's just unknown if this young man can withstand such temptation?
Fujio glanced at Owada Akiko, who was completely unaware beside him, and shook his head helplessly.
She hadn't even noticed the truly significant news and the huge hidden story within this.
The thoughts Fujio had, only a dozen or so people at the scene could also think of.
Aside from him, the astute reporter, most of the others who could think of it were professional baseball scouts who had specifically come to watch this game.
They were already very interested in Zhang Han; in fact, not just Zhang Han. They were equally interested in Narumiya Mei, Yuuki, and Harada.
After seeing Zhang Han's performance this time, they were no longer just interested.
Their eyes turned red.
In the stands, Zhang Han didn't feel any of these emotions from the people.
He wasn't even very interested in records.
Compared to records, at this moment, he was thinking more about how to deal with the opponent in front of him and how to score later.
As for other things, they were temporarily deleted from Zhang Han's mind.
He didn't have any extra energy to think about them.
Zhang Han lifted his leg, took a step forward, and his whole body rotated like a wheel. The baseball in his hand flew out at the most opportune moment.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Han's previous pitches were merely sharp; they weren't impossible to deal with.
But now, Shirakawa found that ever since Zhang Han's pitch speed increased, the entire feeling had changed.
The baseball was like a beam of light, instantly passing in front of him. Shirakawa instinctively tightened his grip on the bat, but he didn't have time to make any other reaction.
"Thwack!"
"Strike!"
Shirakawa smiled bitterly in his heart.
Just now, he had confidently thought about hitting the baseball.
But after seeing just one pitch, Shirakawa suddenly realized that what he had thought before seemed too simple.
He wondered how Carlos was able to hit such a pitch.
In his opinion, just trying to make contact with the ball was already extremely difficult.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Han, having secured one strike, didn't stop there. He immediately threw his second pitch, which seemed even faster than the previous one.
However, Shirakawa seemed to have gotten used to his pitch speed. Although his expression was a bit distorted, he still managed to make contact with the ball.
"Ping!"
The baseball rolled foul.
"Foul ball!"
Another strike, a foul ball. Zhang Han smoothly got two strikes, putting the batter in a bind.
But there was no relief on Zhang Han's face. Miyuki, who was his partner, had an identical expression on his face.
He caught up, he caught up again.
Besides Carlos just now, now even Shirakawa was catching up to Zhang Han's Fastball.
The Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team seemed to have adapted to Fastballs quite a bit before.
That's why their star hitters could now easily and happily make contact with Zhang Han's pitches and hit them out.
This was not good.
Once the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team got used to the threat of Zhang Han's pitch speed, they would have more opportunities to hit the ball.
To avoid falling into a passive situation, it was best to deal with the batter as quickly as possible.
"Should we use it?"
Miyuki signaled with a question.
He himself wasn't too sure whether it was better to use it now or not.
Zhang Han, however, barely hesitated and decisively shook his head.
No need.
He set up his stance, put all his body's power into the two fingers releasing the ball, and then threw the ball with all his might.
"Whoosh!"
The baseball was like a flash of white light, instantly traveling over a dozen meters and appearing above home plate.
This pitch, was it off?
When Shirakawa, who was already in a bind and would never let this pitch go by, saw the baseball flying towards him, he hesitated for a moment and didn't swing.
From his perspective, the flying baseball was off by about two centimeters.
The umpire couldn't possibly miss that.
However…
"Thwack!"
"Strike!"
"Strikeout! Out!"
Shirakawa, who had clearly caught up to the pitch speed, incredulously turned to look at the umpire.
"Is there a problem?"
The umpire looked as if he had a clear conscience.
"No!"
One out, no one on base.
Shirakawa returned to his dugout, bewildered.
He couldn't understand why he was struck out when he had clearly seen the ball.
"You paid too much attention to his pitch and didn't notice his stance at all. He deliberately adjusted his stance just now, so to you, the baseball looked straight, but in reality, the baseball had an angle. Although this angle was very small, it was enough to make the baseball deviate and return to the strike zone!"
After Coach Kunimoto finished speaking, he gave Zhang Han a deep look.
Previously, the special recruitment for the Inashiro Industrial High School Baseball Team was handled by his subordinates; he had never managed it himself.
Now it seemed that such complete delegation of authority might not be good.
If it weren't for complete delegation, how could he have left a player like Zhang Han to Seido?
"The seventh!"
In the stands, the fans who had been cheering for Zhang Han were now completely ecstatic.
They excitedly waved everything in their hands.
Zhang Han successfully broke Narumiya Mei's record, securing his seventh consecutive strikeout.
This was already legendary enough, considering he had just entered the game, hadn't pitched a single ball before, and his opponent was Inashiro Industrial…
Coupled with Zhang Han's own talking points, this record would definitely be remembered, and it would be recorded for many years.
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