Chapter 983: The Strength of the King of the Emperor's Eastern War

"Three strikes!! in the face of the strong hitter of Qingdao High School, Didong High School took a head-to-head duel to break through, and in the hard-fought situation, once again got the number of Qingdao three sticks out, which is the embodiment of the power of the ever-winning regimental army!!

"Oh oh, what a beautiful job, the surrender of Didong High School. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ€‚ infoโ€

"Tut, Qingdao's Yu Xing is also a strong stick, and he was actually solved twice in a row, and looking at that, he still lost in a head-to-head duel?"

"Well, it's also the second time I've entered Koshien, and I'm able to be valued by that Okamoto superintendent and become the trump card of Teto High School, how can I do it without two brushes. โ€

"I've also seen the video of his regional games, and he is a very good pitcher, especially in terms of ball control. โ€

"Well, I can see it, those balls just now are subtle and make the Qingdao hitters deviate from the cause trajectory. โ€

"It seems that there is something very unique about that ball control. โ€

"However, no matter how unique it is, it can't escape the eyesight of that one, although the three strikes are good enough to boost morale, but the next one is the real highlight!!"

When everyone was talking about Xiangjing Sun and had great confidence and interest, a viewer glanced at a figure who was slowly standing up not far away, and said in a meaningful tone.

"Four sticks, stalwarts, Liu Jun. โ€

"Boom!"

It is very powerful, very coercive, and at the moment when the figure appeared in front of everyone, everyone seemed to be able to feel the strong oppressive force transmitted from the body of this figure.

The four sticks of King Qingdao High School, the strongest beater of the generation, the king - Liu Yong!!

As if King's Landing, when Liu Yong slowly stepped into the strike zone with a flat look, all the players from Didong High School on the court had a feeling of chill in their hearts.

Especially when Liu Yong's gaze faintly glanced at those people, it was an exaggeration that at that moment, they all seemed to have a feeling of being targeted by a fierce beast.

It was a palpitating feeling.

Mukai Sun!

Liu Yong!!!

Four sticks, trump card.

At the moment when Liu Yong's gaze met Xiangjing Sun, Xiangjing Sun's eyes revealed a trace of vicious aura, without flinching or fearing, Xiangjing Sun showed his position and his firm determination in Chiguoguo!!

This time, I'm definitely going to take you down!!

His eyes were like this, which made the corners of Liu Yong's mouth rise slightly, revealing an unpredictable smile.

Liu Yong slowly took a few steps forward, allowing himself to stand at the forefront of the strike zone, and holding the bat short, which was an obvious action, which made Qianxian Gang at home plate frown slightly.

Because he couldn't guess at all, what was the meaning of Liu Yong's position.

After all, is the ball path of the Xiangjing Sun a complex tricky type, essentially a straight ball, and the position is in front of the opportunity to capture the trajectory of the ball path?

โ€œplayball๏ผโ€

The Suns, this guy seems to have taken aim at something, cautiously probing the handle, using the ball from the outside corner.

Qianxian Gang rarely showed a subtle look at this time, and made a secret signal to the Xiangjing Sun on the pitcher's mound, which was also a matter of course.

After all, Liu Yong brings any catcher, and the coercion of the pitcher is unparalleled.

His impressive record is the best military medal.

Mukai Sun on the pitcher's mound also nodded solemnly.

The right leg that was raised high in the air used a more powerful speed tower than before this time, and the twisting of the body and the support of the lower body made the arm fully swing.

"Huh"

A bright light shot out, galloping towards Liu Yong in the strike zone.

The pupils of Liu Yong's eyes shrank suddenly, and the body that originally wanted to move stopped his body in the next second, and the bat in his hand also stopped with the wind.

It was also at that moment that Liu Yong gave up the idea of swinging a stick.

"Smack"

Under Liu Yong's carefully observing eyes, the white light penetrated into Qian Xiangang's ball sleeve and made a clear sound.

"Bad Ball"

Didn't swing the bat? A look of surprise appeared in Qianxiangang's eyes, and, most importantly, was this ball not in the good ball belt?

Qian Xiangang glanced at the chief judge behind him with a vague look, and secretly thought in his heart that if the referee had a slight bias to judge here, it would be quite unfavorable for Didong High School.

The second goal, a little inward, Qian Xiangang once again drew a code.

Xiang Jing Sun nodded lightly.

"Huh"

"Da"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good shot!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Da"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Bad ball!"

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The constant entanglement of outside corner kicks, interspersed with fierce attacks from inside corners, the duel between Didong High School and Liu Yong is a balance of power between a dragon and a tiger.

At the same time, the audience present watched the blood surging, but also became a little worried, this showdown, who will be the first to win the leadership of the team!!

Sure enough, in an ordinary way, there is still a subtle gap? Liu Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his heart, and it was also at this time that Liu Yong adjusted his position slightly, allowing himself to move away from a trace of home plate.

Is there a loosening of the blockade at the inner corners, or are there some other considerations?

Qianxian Gang's eyes flickered, and he did not hesitate to give a new code to the Xiangjing Sun on the pitcher's hill again.

Straight ball in the outside corner, since he is so open, we don't need to politely !! this position, the difficulty for him to reach the outside corner will increase!!

A different look flashed in the eyes of the pitcher's mound.

Stepping, waving arms, all the movements in one go, Xiang Jing Sun's movements at that moment into Liu Yong's eyes, it must be admitted that among all the pitchers I have seen, Xiang Jing Sun's pitching action is very aesthetic and can be called an artistic atmosphere.

"Huh"

Once again, a bright light emerged.

The flickering cold light, Liu Yong's eyes were fixed at this second, it was at this time, he took a step forward, lowered the bat, and shook his bat at a slightly strange angle towards a diagonal position on the side of the outer corner.

"Huh"

The sound of the wind that Weihe brought about by the shaking of the wooden bat exploded in this space in this second.

White light rushes.

"Da"

Then, as a dazzling light shone at home base, a violent sound rang out.

The white ball was accurately intercepted by Liu Yong.

The white light that rose to the sky, flickering in the sky, reflected the gloomy look of Mukai Sun and the irrepressible exclamation of the audience!!