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"Whoosh. ”

A fierce inside corner straight ball roared into the angle of Liu Yong's chest, Liu Yong was slightly startled, the moment he swung the bat, he stiffened, and subconsciously lowered the bat slightly.

"Whew!", the bat missed.

With a "snap", the ball went in.

"Good shot!"

Liu Yong exhaled slightly, his expression became solemn, and he really deserved to be the trump card of Daocheng Industry, this kind of oppressive ball is really not something anyone can throw.

The slider of the first ball seemed to be in response to the previous hit being hit like a hit, and the rapid twitching arm swing allowed Liu Yong to quickly identify the trajectory of the ball, but the speed and change range were actually different from the last time, knocking out a throw-in.

But of course, it was a throw-in, but after knocking it out, Liu Yong still clearly saw the subtle change in the expression of the pitcher Cheng Gongming on the hill, I am afraid that after he thought that the change of the slider and the power of the ball were exacerbated, Liu Yong should have been in the air, and he could touch it a little unexpectedly.

The outside corner of the second ball, in the edge of the good ball belt, Liu Yong was already ready to shoot, but before approaching, the ball path actually changed strangely, deviated to the outside position, slightly deviated from the good ball belt, and fortunately Liu Yong stopped his body and did not swing the bat.

Otherwise, the straight ball that was swung in the air just now would have been able to directly knock Liu Yong out of the game.

One bad ball and two good balls, it's really not a guy who can be dealt with simply, even if it's not mature enough in the mood, it's not something that can be dealt with casually.

But now it's a chase.,The next ball is probably a direct winner according to Cheng Gong Ming's character.,But the performance of his last seat is estimated to make the catcher of Daocheng Industrial have some scruples.。

In the final analysis, in essence, Harada Masako in the ball, can only be said to be a textbook-like mature user, occasionally will use the risky, unexpected ball matching ideas, but in general on a more solid, steady ball tactics, in the receiving technology is quite mature at the moment, Harada Masako believes that the biggest element is to completely guide the strength of Nari Gong Ming.

Instead of improving Cheng Gongming's strength in terms of ball matching, Liu Yong believes that it is the gap between the two teams of catchers.

Therefore, the next ball will definitely be a hanging ball, Liu Yong's eyes flashed a cold light, of course, in order to keep a hand, he can't swing the stick with all his strength, even if he really guesses wrong in the end, he has to leave room to deal with emergencies, and he has to knock out the throw-in to continue the attack.

In just two or three seconds, after Liu Yong finished thinking in his heart, he exhaled slightly and re-assumed a striking posture.

"Phew. ”

In the next second, Liu Yong's expression froze, and under the rotation of his eyes, he caught the trajectory of the ball in his field of vision, and the ball was straight? Liu Yong was stunned in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

It was really a decisive victory, it seems that he still underestimated this catcher, Liu Yong's expression flashed with an indescribable expression.

No! At the moment when Liu Yong's swinging action had just started, Liu Yongwei suddenly realized something, his face turned red, and the sides of his eyes seemed to burst into blue muscles, Liu Yong stopped his swinging action stiffly.

"Huh!"

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!"

"Hey, aren't you swinging a stick? A look of regret flashed in Harada Masako's eyes, and he smacked his lips slightly, and then glanced at Liu Yong with a slightly surprised look.

"Whew, it's dangerous, it's dangerous. Liu Yong's heart flashed a trace of luck, just now the ball fortunately Cheng Gongming slightly missed the shot, when the ball did not reach the home plate area, there were some signs of falling, so that Liu Yong suddenly realized a problem, that is, will the other party pretend to be a decisive situation, still use the bad ball to deceive himself to shoot, to achieve the purpose of strikeouts.

At that moment, Liu Yong came to a conclusion, and forcibly restrained the swinging of the bat, as expected, the finger fork ball, the ball that fell rapidly at home plate, is really almost exactly the same as the straight ball, if Cheng Gongming's completion just now is more perfect, even Liu Yong's perverted dynamic vision can't be distinguished.

Because at that time, it was not just the eyes that looked at it, but also the experience and feeling of the beater to discern it.

Almost out of the game, Liu Yong took a deep breath again, his expression returned to indifference, put on a striking posture, and looked at Cheng Gongming on the pitcher's mound.

"Damn, Yasenpai, you shouldn't play too much with this guy, solve him, use that ball!" Narumiya Naruto's face was unswerving, and his eyes glanced firmly at Harada Masagong at home plate.

Harada Masako's face sank like water, looking back at Narumiya Ming, originally decided that the ball path was only used for a few one or two people, and then concentrated on a certain game to suddenly use it, deepen their impression, and disrupt the opposite side's train of thought.

But the current situation is a bit out of Harada's thoughts, and the most important thing is that the ball has been hit twice by Yuuki, although he didn't hit a hit, but this is already a very dangerous signal.

Is this the right way to use this ball for this first-grader here?" Masako Harada's brows furrowed slightly.

Don't hesitate to be a senior, you have to viciously suppress this arrogant first-grader here.

Harada Masako looked at Narumiya's expression of wanting to vote, and after weighing it, he finally nodded, Ming, you have to vote well, don't lose your vote, otherwise you will know the consequences when you go back.

I know, a smile appeared on Cheng Gong Ming's face, and he thought viciously in his heart, stinky boy, damn the first-grade ghost, let you be arrogant, now this trump card is going to let you know what real pitching is!

"It's coming!" Liu Yong seemed to sense something, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

A moment later, the aurora flickered, Liu Yong's pupils suddenly shrank, and Cheng Gongming actually threw this ball at him - a speed ball!

However, you have miscalculated, Cheng Gongming! A cold smile appeared on the corner of Liu Yong's mouth.

His eyes quickly swept over the color, making Harada Masako at home plate seem to feel a chill hit.

In the next second, Masako Harada knew what this ominous feeling was.

"Pong!"

With the sharp step of his left foot, the strange twist of his right foot, and the sinking of his body's center of gravity, Liu Yong suddenly lowered the height of the bat and gave up the previous way of pushing and whipping.

Wait until the moment when the ball is close to the body, swing the stick with all your strength, and use the way of pulling, whistling, with the sound of breaking the air.

"Whoosh!"

The ball turned into a white light and sped away in the direction of the outfield, in contrast to the pitcher's face of Narumiya Narumiya on the hill once again! )