Chapter 369: The Four Sticks of the King's Blue Dao (First Update)
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"In this final situation, sure enough, the heavens still favor Qingdao, it's that guy's turn to play, what do you say, Guangzhou. "Above the audience, somewhere in the corner, two teenagers sat upright, the same ones who had come back to watch the battle between Seido and Teito, Mitsushu Okumura and Takuma Seto.
In this semi-finals, Okumura Mitsushu and Seto Takuma were not going to come to see it, but for some reason, they finally came, and the two who watched the whole game almost thought that this time, Seido was doomed to defeat.
Unexpectedly, in this final end, Qingdao firmly grasped the only opportunity, so that the two seemed to see another possibility.
"It's not good, the strength of the Qingdao four sticks is extraordinary, but the pitching of the three high days is not something that ordinary pitchers can measure, the whole game is not a point of suppression, and the strikeout of the last seat can explain the strength of this pitcher, in the end the reproduction of the seventh game scene, or the strength of the four sticks, everything is only known to God. Facial paralysis boy Okumura Mitsushu said lightly.
It doesn't seem to care at all who wins and who loses.,It's clear that he's decided to go to Qingdao.,It's really an elusive teenager.ใ
"You can, Liu, you're the one we trust and the overseer approves. Yu Xing squatted in the strike preparation area, staring at Liu Yong standing in the strike area, with a trace of inexplicable look in his eyes.
"Boom out, Liu Jun"
"You can absolutely crush him, Liu. โ
"Kill him, our four-man king. โ
"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao. โ
"Whew... Liu Yong exhaled slightly, and eliminated all the distractions in his mind, I can, my strength is better, just like before, watching the ball, choosing the ball, and then swinging the bat, it's just that simple.
There is no need to be complicated, there is no need to think too much, as long as you do everything you can do, then the result will not disappoint you, and what you want to get will never be lost.
Liu Yong looked straight ahead with a sparkling expression, his heart was unusually calm, and he couldn't afford any waves.
For Liu Yong, as long as he strikes normally, he is carrying too many things, and sometimes, it is not a very good thing.
"Don't complicate simple things, don't think about what you have to do as the core of the team, this time, I only have one request for you, to prove that your daily swing is not fake!"
When Liu Yong was about to set foot in the strike zone, Superintendent Kataoka said to Liu Yong in a deep voice.
Liu Yong was slightly stunned, and his pupils flashed a strange look at that moment, and they were immediately replaced by a dazzling light.
Yes, in this competition, didn't it lead to the current situation because I thought about things too much? Simpler, simpler, it's probably the best choice, isn't it?
Liu Yong raised the metal bat in his hand slightly, and looked at the Tianjiu Guangsheng who was already ready, and the will beating between his eyes was the embodiment of Liu Yong's own will.
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The last hit has solved this beater, but his strength is still not to be easily underestimated, the first ball, throw here to see his dynamics, Guangsheng.
Takami's cautious matching, compared to a code.
The pitcher's mound of heavenly light sheng nodded slightly, bent over and slowly stood upright, raised his right leg, stepped forward full, and waved his right arm vigorously.
"Huh"
The light suddenly appeared, whistling in the direction of Liu Yong at home base.
"Smack"
"Good Ball !!"
Liu Yong remained motionless, still looking straight ahead, without the slightest feeling of swinging a stick.
Don't swing the bat, look at this ball? Gao Jian's eyes quickly flashed a look of surprise, the angle of this ball is certainly more tricky, but for this hitter, it is not a ball that cannot be shot, but the breath of swinging the stick is not revealed.
Is it for another purpose? Or did you simply not anticipate the way of the ball, and simply didn't move when it was too late to swing the bat?
"The first goal, the inside corner kick straight ball, the four bats on the hitting area Liu Yongmu sent this ball, a good ball!"
"Oh, what is this senior Liu thinking?" Seto Takuma also showed a look of surprise on his face, muttering to himself, Okumura Mitsushu on the side frowned slightly, and did not speak.
Many spectators showed puzzled expressions at the same time, and almost everyone thought that Liu Yong would swing this ball just now.
Only the bombardment supervisor in the upper left corner of the audience, as well as the Kataoka supervisor in the bench seats on both sides, Ochiai Hiromitsu, Tahara supervisor and others showed a thoughtful look in their eyes.
But these people couldn't show a really decisive look.
is also hesitating whether his guess is in line with Liu Yong's inner thoughts.
Since you don't swing the stick, then attack the inner corner thoroughly, Guangsheng, after Gao Jian pondered for a long time, he immediately made up his mind.
The pitcher's mound also nodded slightly, although there was a look of doubt in his eyes, but it would not change his decision, for the Tianjiu Guangsheng, Takami's match was also the choice he wanted.
It's just that Liu Yong is really a player who doesn't play cards according to common sense.
It can always make everyone jaw-dropping when they are most unexpected.
It's like a sudden lightning, so terrifying, so terrifying.
The sea was calm one second, and the next moment, it was as terrible as the storm.
"Pong"
Takami only felt a cold chill in his neck, and a phantom passed in front of him, and immediately, a crisp sound was heard.
Then came the gorgeous spectacle, which appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone's expression was Spartan, looking at the far-reaching thought of the flying, almost in an instant, the ball that flew out, and a certain spectator on the left half of the stands looked at the white ball in his hand stupidly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pinched the white ball in his hand hard, as if he wanted to confirm the sense of existence.
"Uh... World... Out-of-bounds !!!"
The referee in charge of the trial seemed to be startled by this blow, and after hesitating for a while, he suddenly shouted excitedly, Liu Yong slowly exhaled a breath, and waved the bat lightly.
"Well, almost. Liu Yong muttered to himself.
What? Almost? What does this mean? Gao Jian looked at Liu Yong beside him with the incomprehensible look of ordinary people, as if he wanted to get to know him again.
The faces of all the people on the pitcher hill were definitely not very good, and they could even see a trace of iron blue in the eyes of the Tianjiu Guangsheng.
What's going on with this hit? Can it be swept off the field so easily? If it's a little bit inward, isn't it a big home run?
This made Tianjiu Guangsheng have to doubt, the last time, he really shook such a monster?
"Damn, what is this?"
"That's it, it's !!!"
"This is the real swing of the four-stick stick!"
Tianjiu Guangsheng, thank you, thank you really for letting me rediscover the purpose of my swing in the first place, and the reason why I am standing here.
I've been waiting for a long time, Ace Tianjiu, I, King Qingdao, Four Sticks, Liu Yong, here! )