Even though the first two pitches that reached a good ball count were sidearm throws, on the third decisive pitch, Nakagawa Yuhei suddenly switched his pitching stance to a three-quarter style, and the pitch type from his signature slider changed to a fastball—using the sidearm slider to dull the batter's senses, and when they got used to it, ambushing them with a fastball. This was his tried-and-true strategy.
The pitch speed was not frightening, but it carried a peculiar sideways movement, heading straight for Lin Guanglai's inside corner!
"Now!"
Lin Guanglai's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body began to react almost simultaneously as the ball was released: the long-standing strength erupted instantly from his feet, through the twisting waist and abdomen, and finally all infused into the bat in his hands.
With a swoosh, the bat drew a white arc in the air, and then precisely intersected with the baseball nearing home plate.
"Bang——!!"
