Chapter 979: The True Three-Dimensional Pitching of the Emperor's Eastern War!

"Five sticks, right fielder, Hakushu-kun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Aim at the road of the ball that is easy to play, don't force the bat, and you can observe the ball path well before being chased.

Superintendent Kataoka on the bench pinched his chest slightly, then touched his chin and gave new instructions to Hakushu on the court.

Kenjiro Hakushu touched the brim of his hat, signaling that he understood, and then put on a striking posture with a fixed expression on the strike zone, no one is out, there is someone on second base, this is the best chance for Qingdao High School to get the first point.

Liu Yong is on second base, which is currently the second runner in the Qingdao High School team after Kuramochi.

As long as you can get to the outfield and land, it is not impossible to run back to home plate at Liu Yong's speed.

"Whew... Kenjiro Hakushu was still expressionless.

It was difficult for Qianxian Gang to guess what the plan of Qingdao High School was, and after thinking about it for a second, Qian Xiangang made a plan in his heart.

It's still the best choice to follow the rhythm of your own side, the game has just begun, there is no need to mess around.

Here, let's take the lead first, Sun, there is no need to be polite on the first ball, just throw it here, Qianxian Gang's ball cover shook slightly on the outside.

The pitcher's mound moved his gaze slightly.

Then he raised his right leg and stepped forward, shaking his arm very powerfully.

"Huh"

Then a flash of white light flashed, and the small white ball sped away in the direction of the strike zone.

Bai Zhou's eyes froze, and everywhere he saw, the ball road came into his eyes, and then, his footsteps stepped suddenly, his arms clamped, and the bat shook suddenly.

"Huh"

"Smack"

The white light flickered, bursting into the area of home plate, and a slight vibration, avoiding the swinging bat, burrowed into Qian Xiangang's ball sleeve, and made a clear sound.

"Good Ball !!!"

This ball way!?

Baizhou's expression changed slightly, is there such a gap between the ball road he saw and the way he saw it?

Hakushu gritted his teeth and slightly shortened his grip on the bat.

"The next goal should be... Hakushu thought in his heart.

However...

"Huh"

"Huh"

Once again the white light flickered, and once again it staggered with precision.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!!"

What's going on!?And then compared to last year, it seems to be even more...

At this time, Baizhou's eyes showed a look of disbelief, and similarly, when he saw Baizhou's second empty wave, the bench seat, Kurachi, Xiaominato, and Yuyuki, who were out of the previous game, all showed a dignified look.

Only those who stand in the strike zone can understand that this pitcher's possession of the ball has reached an outrageous level.

Superintendent Kataoka and Hiromitsu Ochiai also showed solemn expressions.

Especially the experienced Ochiai Hiromitsu can see some more connotative things from it, and this trump card of Didong High School is really extraordinary.

"But that kid was still able to capture it accurately... ”

Thinking of this, Yu Xing couldn't help but glance at Liu Yong, who had put on a posture of stealing the base at any time on the second base bag.

"And it's the first time I caught the ball.,That eyesight.,That sense of the ball.,It's really extraordinary.。。。 Miyuki couldn't help but think with admiration in his heart, not only for the pitcher Mukai Sun, but also for his own four-stick juniors.

"Huh"

"Pong"

Not good!!!

Hakushu's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Bang"

The ball slammed into the surface and was quickly intercepted by the guerrillas from Didong High School.

"Huh"

Between turns.

"Smack"

"Out !!"

"Sun, well done. ”

"One out, one out, one out. ”

"That's the rhythm, Ace. ”

"Haha, come on!!"

The support seat of Teto High School gave the warmest support to his ace, and Superintendent Okamoto in the bench also nodded with satisfaction, being able to suppress the other beaters of Qingdao, which was originally the stated goal.

After analyzing Liu Yong's strength in all aspects.

Of course, Superintendent Okamoto didn't say anything to Xiangjing Taiyang, but what he explained to Qianxian Gang in private was that Liu Yong could try a duel, and it was not a big problem to really be knocked out and hit, so it was easy to say that he was wary not to be hit by a home run.

And if the other beaters suppress it, they will achieve the set goal.

It was after analyzing a number of competitions that Superintendent Okamoto finalized the template for Jumo in the final of this year's Spring Armor.

After all, unless it's a home run, scoring is a task that can only be accomplished by connecting the lines.

At this point, Superintendent Okamoto's mind is clearer than anyone else's, but these are not said to Mukai Sun, Overseer Okamoto's recognition of Liu Yong's strength is one thing, and believing that his trump card is another thing.

He didn't want to let his trump card destroy a wave of ambition before the duel.

It is enough to explain the captain he trusts, Qianxian Gang, who is the catcher.

And now, the cooperation between Qianxian Gang and Mukai Sun has indeed reached the expected value of Okamoto's supervision.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out!!",

Kenta Maezono, who was in the damn !!! strike zone, couldn't help but grit his teeth when he looked at the ball that he had judged to be a bad ball, but it still became a good ball.

While Superintendent Okamoto was thinking in his heart, on the court, Teto once again won the number of outs of Kenta Maezono with six bats.

"That's right, the sun, Xiangang, this is the rhythm, in this way, the scale of victory will slowly tilt towards our side!!"

At this time, the corners of Okamoto's mouth unconsciously rose slightly by 45 degrees.

"Seven sticks, left fielder, Tojo-kun. ”

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad balls. ”

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

This ball path, this position, Mukai this guy !! Tojo Hideaki stood on the strike zone, looking at the pitcher's mound that seemed to have a sneering smile on Mukai Sun, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Tuan Tuan Turn, it was really a Tuan Tuan Tuan Tou by Xiang Jing Sun's pitching.

It seems that it can be said that there is no power to fight back at all.

"Huh"

Once again, the light shines through.

Tojo in the strike zone made a decision in his heart in an instant, and his steps stepped across.

"Huh"

Zero point distance,At that moment,Tojo seems to catch the trajectory of the incoming ball.,Unfortunately...

"Smack"

The white light once again evaded Tojo's bat and steadily burrowed into the ball sleeve of Qianxian Gang, and a clear sound was like a slap in Tojo's face.

Let Tojo Hideaki's face show a blue and red look.

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

Three people in a row, three-dimensional pitching, this is the trump card posture of Mukai Sun!!!