Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

But for Kouta Kabei, he didn't think so.

The strong are of all ages.

"Let's go, let me give this Demon King Qingye a decent ending."

Kouta Kabei suddenly stood up and turned to his companions.

"Yes."

Facing the scorching sun and with the hope of defeating the devil, the Warriors walked out of the bullpen.

*

It was the height of summer, the sun was scorching, and the temperature was 34 degrees Celsius.

On the pitcher's mound, Kitahara Takashi supported his knee with his left hand, gasping for breath like a stranded fish.

On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans hung, ready to fall at any moment.

Inside the live studio, Mai Sakurajima suddenly said to the guest next to her, Ichiro Suzuki: "Senior Suzuki, Kitahara-kun looks very bad."

Ichiro Suzuki asked to join later.

According to the rules, this is not allowed.

But rules are made by people.

Rules made by humans can be broken.

Facing Suzuki Ichiro, Sakurajima Mai spoke respectfully.

Even though she is a popular top actress, she still doesn't dare to put on airs in front of the other party.

Because Mai Sakurajima knew that she was like a commodity in a supermarket.

Can be replaced at any time.

But Ichiro Suzuki is different.

His presence is a milestone for the entire baseball world.

"If you ask any professional pitcher, including Ohtani, to play two games in three days, he won't be able to handle it."

Ichiro Suzuki looked at Takashi Kitahara in the arena with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Will Kitahara-kun win then?"

Sakurajima Mai suddenly asked again.

"What? Is Mai-chan in love with Kitahara-kun?"

Suzuki Ichiro smiled evilly and then joked: "I know him. If you like him, I can help you get in touch with him."

Suzuki Ichiro's voice spread throughout the stadium through the microphone. Hitomi Yozakura, Nari Kamikawa, Nagisa Kashiwagi, Kotonoha Katsura, Ryujumo, Ai Hayasaka and Kaguya Shinomiya all looked up and glanced at him.

Ichiro Suzuki suddenly felt a chill and saw the word "Danger" in big red letters appear above his head!

"I can't say I like it."

Sakurajima Mai shook her head.

Kitahara Takashi is notoriously fickle, and Sakurajima Mai doesn't think she would like such a person.

"It's just that I don't want to see him lose."

Mai Sakurajima witnessed with her own eyes how Kitahara Takashi shot every single time from the very first round, without missing a single shot, and eventually led the team to the semifinals.

When she looked at Kitahara Takashi, it was like watching Naruto and Sasuke grow step by step.

"It's difficult, almost impossible."

Ichiro Suzuki didn't say anything too final, after all, there is never a shortage of miracles in Koshien.

But unless a miracle happens, Kitahara Takashi is bound to lose.

Because Ichiro Suzuki is a professional baseball player, the continuous high-intensity games like Kitahara Takashi, which require no missed matches and two games every three days, are a serious damage to the body.

In professional baseball, no one dares to do this.

All pitchers rotate, and even if they don't pitch a full game, they still have to complete a rotation every four days.

If professional baseball required a pitcher to complete every game and play five consecutive games in a short period of time, the pitcher would definitely rebel.

Only in high school competitions like Koshien can one see people willingly risking permanent injuries to gamble on their dreams.

After all, Koshien is nothing more than a huge bubble woven by a group of businessmen using dreams as bait in order to make money.

What will change if you win this game?

Will it make you rich overnight? Or will it improve your life?

You can't change anything.

After escaping the joy of victory, you still have to face life and interview with every company.

But Suzuki Ichiro could not and dared not say these words.

Moreover, as someone who had personally experienced the same passionate age as them, Ichiro Suzuki knew that even if he told them, these kids wouldn't listen.

Just as your teacher asks you to listen carefully in class and get into a good school, but you don’t listen. When you become a teacher and ask your students to listen carefully in class and get into a good school, they will still not listen.

Time is a cycle.

The ignorance of youth will kill your future self with your own hands.

"what!!!"

Ichiro Suzuki was reminiscing about the past when he suddenly heard screams coming from the stadium.

He looked closely and found that Beiyuan Zun's right arm was swinging in front of his body like a swing.

'dislocation! '

Ichiro Suzuki immediately realized what was going on and stood up abruptly.

"it is good!!!"

"He fell down, Kitahara Takashi he fell down!"

"It's over, it's all over."

"Good boys from Aoba, go back to studying! The Koshien championship is not something a bunch of top students like you can touch."

The students of Zhongjing High School were excited.

Some even hugged each other excitedly and cheered.

They were celebrating the fall of the great devil.

Kitahara Takashi is too strong.

So powerful that it is invincible, so powerful that it is despairing.

If he shoots the ball, you can't defend him.

"There's been a change of plan. Looks like our next opponent will be Zhongjinggao."

Horikita said calmly to Akane Tachibana.

For some reason, Tachibana Akane and Horikita Suzune seemed relieved when they recognized their president/brother.

Is he afraid of Kitahara Tsutomu?

The whole audience was cheering, except for Aoba's students, who all looked despairing. At this moment, they stopped all their movements.

It was as quiet as a mourning hall.

No one spoke.

Some of the more sentimental girls had red eyes.

The fighting spirit in the eyes of the players on the Aoba field suddenly died.

At this moment, even the captain Musashi Katsuda lowered his head.

ended.

everything is over.

Their summer is over.

*

"ended."

Xue's mother, who was sitting in the VIP seat, sounded a little regretful.

She originally brought her daughter here, intending to cheer for Kitahara Tsutomu and take advantage of the popularity.

Unexpectedly, this visit would be my last.

"He's already very good to have fought this far. There's nothing we can do about losing."

Yukinoshita Haruno will be able to take it easy at that time, because their father has already firmly established himself as the second in Chiba thanks to Kitahara Takashi's popularity.

The goal has been achieved.

"Let's go."

Snow Mother stood up.

Yukinoshita Haruno also stood up and prepared to leave with her mother.

"Yukino, aren't you leaving?"

Yang No noticed that Yukinoshita Yukino, who had been silent since entering the venue, did not move, and couldn't help but ask.

"Why are you leaving?"

"The game is over."

"No."

Yukinoshita Yukino's words startled Yukinoshita Haruno. She couldn't help but point at Aoba on the court and said, "You don't think this team can beat Chukyo High School, do you?"

Even she, a baseball layman, could see that the two teams were not on the same level.

"Aoba can't defeat Chukyogao."

“Then you still” “But Kitahara Takashi can.”

Yukinoshita Haruno was halfway through her words when she said firmly, "Sister, mother, you don't understand Kitahara Takashi at all."

"He's the kind of person who either doesn't do it or he has to do it to the best of his ability."

"He won't allow himself to fall here."

"Watch carefully, you will soon see the most arrogant and true side of this man, Kitahara Takashi, hidden beneath his humble appearance."

Kitahara Takashi and Yukinoshita Yukino are people who have incompatible personalities and hate each other the most.

But often, this type of people are also the ones who understand each other best.

"Come, Kitahara Takashi, show your ambition to make the world bow down."

Yukinoshita Yukino crossed her arms, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and anticipation flashed in her beautiful eyes.

222

Chapter 222 As long as I am here, you are the strongest!

At the moment when Kitahara Takashi's arm was dislocated, Kensuke Amatani finally closed his eyes in despair.

The shoulder is the most flexible joint in the human body, and can flex and abduct up to 180 degrees. However, greater flexibility also means poorer stability.

The shoulder joint is like a big stick stuffed into a small bowl. The contact area between the bones is very small. Compared with the hip joint, which is a mosaic structure between bones, the shoulder joint is much less stable.

Perhaps it is because the shoulder's anatomical structure is too unstable that there are many muscles and ligaments around the shoulder joint to help it maintain stability.

Normal exercise will not have any effect.

However, if the shoulder joint is subjected to a large external force when it reaches the end of its range of motion, the soft tissue around the shoulder joint is prone to tearing, leading to shoulder dislocation.

But baseball is a sport that requires arms.

Once the arm is dislocated, it means the pitcher is out of the game.