Son Gohan's pitch was incredibly powerful. It sent the player on third base flying out of the field, and the baseball spun wildly in his glove until smoke began to rise from it. "O-out!"
He happily ran over. "Great! He's out, so it's our turn to bat!" Son Gohan looked at them as everyone stared at him strangely. He had suddenly become the center of attention. Oh no. Was that pitch too over the top?
The gym teacher looked at Son Gohan. "Y-you're amazing! You must have jumped at least eight meters into the air!" "No, that was just a coincidence!" It was Son Gohan's turn to bat again.
Everyone was eager to see how he'd do this time. "I wonder how good he is at batting." "We'll find out soon enough!" Videl began to suspect him again, while the players guarding the bases watched Son Gohan nervously.
Sharpner grinned at Son Gohan. "That kid ruined my home run earlier. I'll teach him a lesson this time!" Oh no. I can't draw any more attention to myself. I have to let the ball get past me.
"Take this! If you don't dodge, you're dead!" Sharpner threw the baseball at Son Gohan with all his strength. Everyone watched anxiously as it struck Son Gohan right in the face.
Sharpner was worried now, too. "You idiot! Wh-why didn't you dodge?" Even the gym teacher could tell that Sharpner had thrown the ball with all his strength. He hadn't expected Son Gohan to just stand there and take it, and he stared at him with a grave expression.
But Son Gohan was completely unharmed. "That counts as a hit-by-pitch, right?" His teacher stared at him in astonishment, then nodded. Son Gohan dropped his bat and ran off!
"This is great! I get to