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"It's amazing, sister, that senior Liu is really amazing, he can accurately catch the opponent's pitcher's ball every time, he is so good, if he can win here, and then win the national championship, it will be famous all over the country!!" said a teenager with an excited look in a spectator seat in the north stand of Koshien.

"Yes, he is very powerful, no matter what the situation, he will always be so determined to look ahead!" Xiao Mu Zeng Shelley looked at the figure of Liu Yong in the field, and muttered in a low voice.

Since the second match in Koshien, Kogiso Shelley and her younger brother Kogiso Takahiro have come to watch Seido matches, but it seems that as long as they can see that figure and hear his voice, they can feel at ease.

"You must win, go and realize your dreams, Liu Jun. Shelley prayed silently in his heart.

"Pong!"

Liu Yong's expression did not change, and he swung his bat vigorously, intercepting Nangong Yu's speed ball again, and knocking it out fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Out of bounds!"

Sure enough, it is a change, different people feel different when they vote it, Liu Yong thought with a hint of sigh on his face.

are also speed balls, so far, Liu Yong has seen three kinds, Rong Chun's speed ball, Cheng Gong Ming's speed ball, and the Nangong Yu's speed ball in front of him.

Relatively speaking, the degree of decline of Nangong speed ball is not as characteristic and difficult to deal with as Rong Chun and Cheng Gong Ming, and there are also subtle changes in the pitch, although it is very small, but it can also allow Liu Yong to distinguish whether he is throwing a speed ball and a straight ball, unlike Cheng Gong Ming and Rong Chun's speed ball, Liu Yong can't see it by his eyes at the moment when they throw the ball.

You can only distinguish the subtle changes in the trajectory of the ball, and you have to rely on a trace of luck.

Nangong Yu is different, maybe other beaters can't catch it at that moment, but Liu Yong is different, and the difference in action is enough to distinguish Liu Yong.

So it's easier to catch the timing of the speedball.

The only tricky thing is that, unexpectedly, this guy's speedball tail is quite strong.

Liu Yong is always unable to grasp the center of the ball well, so there will be a subtle deviation in the hitting point.

It is precisely this subtle deviation that causes Liu Yong to knock out almost all of the throw-ins, which is really a thousand miles of difference.

The trickiness of the straight ball, the trickiness of the speed ball, the precision of the slide, really, these ace pitchers, there really is no easy guy to deal with.

But that's what's interesting, isn't that why I'm here?

"This guy is going to be a monster in the future. Nangong Yu looked at Liu Yong, who had always been able to follow his ball well, and there was a look of sigh in his eyes, and he muttered slightly.

"To deal with this hitter, the change ball can only be used as a bait, and the real decisive ball must also be a straight ball, Brother Yu, this has been fully proven in the previous game, no matter what, he is only a first-year player after all, and in a way, it is the best proof of lack of experience, isn't it?"

"Hmm. ”

Even if this hitter guesses the type of ball, if he can't hit it, he can't hit it, this is the so-called Chiguoguo's conspiracy in China, isn't it?

Brother Yu, use your ball power to suppress him, Nangong Wang firmly believes that his brother can suppress this beater's swing on top of the ball power.

This guy's straight ball is also very troublesome, but it is not as difficult to deal with as Kan Hiromi's ball, and the power of that ball is the real reason why every seat he plays is suppressed.

Either a high-speed balloon or a feature of an abnormal spherical quality.

Don't underestimate me.

Liu Yong took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, do you want to subdue me head-on? Okay, come on, let's see who is subduing whom.

A trace of cold light flashed through Liu Yong's eyes, and the hands holding the bat became more and more forceful.

The muscles of the whole body are ready to go, waiting for the final situation that will gush out.

"Looks like the other side is going to decide the winner. ”

Yu Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful look, secretly thinking that as a catcher, when he guessed the thinking of the same catcher, he would always be more handy than ordinary players, not to mention that Yu Rong's Nangong Wang no longer had the so-called strategy of matching the ball.

He basically put it out with Chi Guoguo, believing that as long as the straight ball of his trump card is thrown to the corner, he will definitely be able to suppress Liu Yong's posture.

"It's a pity... Miyuki chuckled and muttered in a low voice.

"Eh, what is a pity, Miyuki Kazuya!?" Sawamura Eijun also heard Miyuki's whisper on the side, and immediately came up with great interest, and the furry head arched directly in front of Miyuki.

"Nothing. Miyuki said with a smile.

"Cut... Sawamura Eijun showed a look of disbelief, and just looked at Miyuki Kazuya like that.

The small Minato Harushi on the side nodded as if he had realized, and then turned his gaze to the figure of Liu Yong in the strike area.

With static braking, spin and move like a rabbit.

Sometimes relaxed, sometimes tense body, make the right choice at the right time.

"Huh"

The roar of the trump card, the roar of oneself.

In Liu Yong's eyes, it was just a slight wave that shook the sea.

"Your ball isn't quite the point where it can bring me to my knees!!!"

Liu Yong gritted his teeth, and with a sudden step on his footsteps, a terrifying air flow suddenly rose, as if an aura was generated, and a red cyclone surrounded Liu Yong.

When the shadow of the ball swayed, the white dot flickered, at this moment, different faces, different answers.

There was just a loud roar.

"Pong!"

"Fly out for me, bastard!" Liu Yong swung hard, quickly sweeping the ball out.

"What!?" Nangong Yu's face on the pitcher's mound suddenly changed, and he jumped up, intending to reach the white dot above the leap.

However, that height was not a position he could touch.

"Whoosh!"

With an indomitable momentum, the ball shot out, like a speed breaking through the sky, and flashed quickly over the head of Yu Rong's infielder.

"Right fielder!"

"Damn!"

Yu Rong's right fielder stared at the white dot overhead, judging where the ball would fall and how fast.

A hint of gloom appeared on Yu Rong's right fielder's face, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly made up his mind in his heart.

Leaping forward, his right arm stretched out to reach the ball.

Everyone craned their necks to look at the last shot, for fear that they would miss the most crucial moment in the blink of an eye.

"Huh!"

The white shadow flickered, and that dynamic posture was the only royal road!(To be continued.) )