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Rong Chun's perfect start, facing the strong Emperor Dong, showed his pitching, and did not allow any hitter to go to base.

"Oh oh! Sawamura, that's a good shot!"

"But don't get carried away!"

Rong Chun's cheerful pitching rhythm also made Seongdo's momentum suddenly rise, and the cheers on the support bench became more and more high.

"How's his ball?" asked Overseer Okamoto as he looked at the three hitters in front of him on the bench.

"Well, the ball speed is not particularly fast, but it has reached 135km, and the ball control is good, and it is difficult to shoot from corners. Oda groaned for a while and said lightly.

"The key is that the tail of the ball is very strong, and it is generally difficult to hit the center of the ball, which is one of the reasons why it is not played well. ”

"The original characteristic of the first-grade left-handed ball was a quirk ball. Superintendent Okamoto said lightly with a thoughtful look on his face.

"And his decisive ball, the speed ball, is really tricky, the posture of waving the arm is exactly the same as the straight ball, it is impossible to judge at all, the difference in ball speed is extremely obvious, the most important thing is that the angle and direction of his ball fall will be different, this is the most troublesome place, if you can't solve the speed ball, this left throw is not good strategy. Di Dong's three sticks frowned, revealing a very embarrassed look and said.

"Let's use it thoroughly for observation and testing in the first round, don't shoot the low ball, if it really doesn't work, give up the speedball, you know?" Inspector Okamoto looked abrupt, showing a serious look and said, "The guy who can be ranked with that big pitcher and become the main pitcher of Qingdao is definitely not a simple pitcher, Sawamura Eijun, you are not allowed to have any underestimation mentality!"

"Yes!"

"Sun, Xiangang, and Qingdao have all given such a gorgeous opening, we can't show weakness, let's fight back well!"

"Yes, Superintendent, I'll show them what real pitching is. Xiang Jing Sun chuckled, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said lightly.

And when the players of Teto were about to play, in the bench of Seongdo, Superintendent Kataoka said almost the same words as Superintendent Okamoto.

"Mukai Sun's ball, you have also seen it in the video, in the first round, you can completely give up the low ball, and only pick the ball that is good to play. ”

"Yes. ”

"In the second half of the first game, the attack of Qingdao High School, a stick, a shortstop, Kuramochi-kun"

"The sun. Qianxian just reminded him and said.

Xiangjing Sun nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, his feet are fast, hmph, that premise is that you hit the ball to make sense.

"Whew!"

The moment Kuramochi set up his striking position and the referee opened his mouth to announce the start of the match, Mukai Sun waved his arm without hesitation.

The fine rain somewhat affected Kuramochi's vision, but the trajectory of the ball was still quite obvious, Kuramochi's expression was grim, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face, and the moment he was about to play the stick stopped abruptly.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

The referee immediately raised his right hand and shouted loudly, Cangzhi's eyes glared,, this is all a good ball?

"Whoosh. ”

"Inside corner kick!?" Cangzhi's expression changed, this ball is very subtle, and the ball path is very low, and the forced shot is estimated to be out of bounds, and the possibility of being blocked is higher, bet on it, Cangzhi gritted his teeth and made a decision in an instant, this ball will not swing the bat.

After all, with such a low ball, the referee in high school is still quite strict with the low ball, and the probability of bad ball will be greater.

"Smack!"

The clear sound and the perfect catch sounded out to make Kuramochi suddenly feel an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Good shot!"

I, Nima, Kuramochi's face became quite uneasy, this can be considered a good ball? Hey, hey, referee, you're too relaxed about the low ball today, right?

Looking at Kurachi's suddenly changed look, Xiang Jing Sun on the pitcher's mound licked his lips, and his face showed a hint of smugness, that's it, that's how I can reflect my strength, this is the real pitching, this sense of conquest is really unstoppable.

In fact, Kurachi is wrong, not that the referee's ruling is too loose, but Mukai's pitching is too exquisite, coupled with the perfect catch of the captain Qianxiangang, the smooth appearance makes the referee particularly agree, after all, just like Mukai Sun in junior high school to recognize that a good ball belt is deep.

In the world of baseball, the space of the good ball belt is three-dimensional, not two-dimensional, which is very clear to any referee, but in the game of high school, most pitchers can do the ball to the nine-square grid is already quite powerful, basically the pitcher is to throw the ball to the four corners to reach the passing sideline.

When the fall tournament was played in the original book, Rong Chun's level reached the point of four corners, and then with the addition of carter and speed ball, he became a pitcher who could go neck and neck with the valley.

Among them, in the Battle of Wanggu, Rong Chun's strength was vividly displayed.

Therefore, there is such a thing as ball control, Xiangjing Sun is really a unique genius, in terms of accuracy, Xiangjing Sun is not as good as Yang Xianchen, but the pitching of the good ball belt in three-dimensional space, plus the spiral ball, makes Xiangjing Sun definitely more tricky than Yang Xianchen.

"Huh!"

There was no way to do it, there was no easy way to play, and as a last resort, Kuramochi had to shoot at the tricky ball in the inner corner.

But there was no surprise in the ending.

"Smack"

"Good shot, hitter out!"

Empty, Kuramochi gritted his teeth, bastard guy, this is the first time since the Mingchuan War in the summer that he has encountered such a difficult pitcher.

"It's amazing ball control. Liu Yong said in amazement.

"Yes, this Mukai Sun's ball control is not inferior to that Yang Xianchen of Mingchuan, especially his decisive ball screw, after being combined, it is even more terrifying than that Yang Xianchen. Miyuki Kazuya's face was also extremely solemn.

"The most important thing is the existence of that captain Qianxiangang, no matter how outstanding Yang Xiangchen's pitching is, after all, it is his own battle, but that Qianxiangang exerted one hundred and twenty percent of Xiangjing Sun's strength. Liu Yong touched his chin and said softly.

That's why I said, pitchers are not terrible, but what is terrible is casting!

Hehe, looking at Kuramochi who walked down with an unhappy look, Xiangjing Sun's face showed a smug look, just like this, this is the art of pitching, I want you to know that the No.1 pitcher of this generation can only be me Xiangjing Sun, and all the rest are just the existence of small shrimps.

Mukai Sun's face showed a hint of arrogance.

The same ball control, the same play in the applause.

Kenjiro Hakushu, who was the second baseman, although he barely hit the outside corner high ball of the third ball, but it was obviously a drop ball between the shots of Didong, and the ball flew out upside down and was easily picked up by Didong's second baseman.

That's right, it's a good rhythm, that's my pitch to the sun, Qingdao guys, keep your eyes open and see clearly! )