Is the momentum of the king? Is it really full of oppression, Yamano Zehei on the pitcher's hill narrowed his eyes, looking at Liu Yong in the strike zone, and the fear in his heart became more and more intense. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I originally thought that even if this guy's strength was strong, it should be within the controllable range, but I didn't expect that the choice of his own superintendent was correct, and the beater in front of him could no longer be measured by the standards of ordinary people, no, it could even be said that the standards of genius were not enough to express the horror of the person in front of him.

The strength of this guy who can put infinite pressure on the pitcher just by standing there, Yamano Zehei finally knows why the outside world calls this guy the strongest hitter of the generation.

Above ordinary people is a genius, so what is this guy in front of him who is above a genius?

There is only one answer, and that is demons, monsters.

Phew, calm down, calm down, this guy's hit rate is not 100%, there are rumors that he has seen the ball, as long as it is once, it will definitely hit the next time, so as long as he doesn't throw a repeat ball, no matter how powerful this guy is, it is impossible to knock it out all at once.

Yamano Zehei secretly thought in his heart, he knew that he couldn't make any kind of change ball to be a real decisive ball, that kind, even if the other party knew what kind of ball it was, he couldn't hit it, this is Yamano Zehei's limitations, he was originally very envious, very yearning, that Tokyo Prince, Narumiya Naru, that, from the Northern Overlord Ace, Hongo Masamune, and some other Seimashosha, Kiryu, Baoming, Yu Rong, those high school absolute aces like pitching.

But he can't do it himself, Yamano Zehei understands it very well, so he goes crazy to learn all kinds of balls, if one doesn't work, then he will learn a few more, this is the biggest reliance that he Yamano Zehei relies on to become the trump card and be able to gain a firm foothold in this team.

Very good, Zehei is like this, it's just a mat, the two of us will definitely be able to deal with him, Yukihiranoshi pressed his hand slightly, and looked at Yamano Zehei on the pitcher's hill with blazing eyes.

Yamano nodded and took a deep breath, allowing himself to completely return to his normal look.

For the first ball, let's test it with the most stable ball path, finger fork the ball, it doesn't matter if it becomes a bad ball completely, smash it towards the ground.

Yamano Zehei nodded, suddenly raised his right leg, and shook his arm vigorously, the whole action was done in one go, as if he wanted to attack suddenly.

The corners of Liu Yong's mouth in the strike zone curled slightly, revealing a hint of a faint sneer.

With a slight roll of his eyes, he instantly captured the trajectory of the incoming ball within the field of vision, and suddenly stepped forward, and the bat danced with it.

Very good, this guy swings the bat, then this ball can be earned! The catcher at home plate, Yukihiranoshi, couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and the first ball was missed, so that the next situation would be well controlled.

The white ball with a whistling momentum, suddenly shrunk, and at the moment of advancing to home plate, it suddenly fell, and Yukihiranoshi had already seen the stunned look when he caught the ball and Liu Yong swung it into the air.

It's just that the next performance of the plot did not go on as Kohiranoshi thought.

A violent sound sounded, causing Kohiranoshi's face to change drastically, and he suddenly looked up at the white light speeding in the sky.

"Whoosh"

The white ball was perfectly volleyed down by Liu Yong, and both Qingdao and Tsurumi Qiu suddenly showed two opposite looks, and there was a low exclamation on the field.

The white light flickered straight and flew into the distant sky.

"Out-of-bounds!!"

As the ball finally bent slightly and fell outside the boundary line of first base, the players of Tsurumigaoka High School breathed a sigh of relief, but the look on their faces was still not very good.

Hira Yamano on the pitcher's hill and Yukihiranoshi at home plate both looked slightly blue and incredulous.

Can a knuckle ball hit this distance at first sight? Is this still a standard bad ball?

The Qingming overseer in the Tsurumi Hill bench also frowned slightly.

"Ahhh ”

"Tsk, is it really worthy of Liu Jun? That kind of ball can knock out such a result. ”

"No, it's the result, and then, it's up to Tsurumigaoka how the pair of casters will choose. ”

Liu Yong looked at the direction in which the ball went out, pouted slightly, it was actually out of bounds, and he thought it could be in bounds, but the ball just now was still very exquisite, and there was no trace of change in the path of the ball, and his reaction was really not so fast.

It's just that the degree of fall is different, and the angle of the bat is also adjusted to have a slight problem in the details, which is a pity, and if it is in bounds, it may also be able to become a home run.

This trump card, there are still two hits, Liu Yong looked at Yamano Zeping on the pitcher's hill with a cold expression.

It's okay, Zeping, judging from the results, it's still a good number of balls, don't be in a hurry, here, we still have the advantage, fortunately Hirano Zhi patted the surface slightly, the ball is all pressed down, and the outside corner is the center to throw, so that you can also greatly avoid the long play route.

Well, Yamano Zehei nodded solemnly.

Looking at Liu Yong, who was at ease in the strike zone, Yamano Zehei gritted his teeth unwillingly, raised his leg again, and waved his arm.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

"The third ball is also a bad ball, an outside corner kick with two goals in a row, a straight ball, a ball change ball, so the number of balls is one good ball and two bad balls. ”

"Fourth goal!"

"Huh"

Liu Yong's eyes were slightly fixed, and where he looked at it, was the wave of Yamano Zeping, his wrist was slightly upward, and his shooting speed was slower, your movements were much worse than those of Cheng Gong Ming, Sanada Junping, and Tianjiu Guangsheng, and they were too easy to see through, big ace pitchers.

Liu Yong's body was slightly pressed, his center of gravity moved downward, his body was slightly sideways, and his footsteps stepped towards the right front.

Arms shake.

With a "click", the ball suddenly turned into a white light again, flickering away.

"The fourth ball, a slightly inward slide, this ball is in the good ball belt, Liu Jun didn't let it go, beautiful pulling posture, will this ball go in!!!?"

"Whoosh"

The straight beam, the speed that no one can match, the white light that crosses the sky in mid-air, is a place that no one can touch, in the midst of the exclamations of many spectators in the audience.

The white light disappeared into the sky and sped away in an unpredictable direction. (To be continued.) )