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"The fourth stick, stalwarts, Yang Ping."

Standing in the strike zone, Yang Ping looked at Mei Gong on the pitcher's mound and sneered in his heart.

He wanted to see if the other party's slow curveball was really that weird.

Mei Gong glanced at Miyuki on the first base, and was unhappy.

I didn't expect to let the batter get on base in the first inning.

In the game against Qingdao, let alone hitting, even losing points, he was mentally prepared. But he couldn't survive the first round of plays, but it was difficult for him to accept.

And at this time, it is the turn of the beater who needs to be watched out for the most, how is this good for him?

Do I need to be escorted?

At this time, the team's catcher stepped forward and gave a strategy.

Escorting the opponent's strong stick is a strategy often used in baseball, and Yang Ping is a well-known strong player in the country, Ujiusen finally led by one point, and he really didn't want to let Qingdao catch up so quickly.

Walks?

Are you kidding.

Mei Gong doesn't think so, none of the beaters of Qingdao Road are idle people. After the rash escort, it is likely to be chased and beaten continuously, so it is better to fight them here.

Isn't it Yang Ping, he was also raised by his mother's father, and he didn't grow three heads and six arms.

Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, he can still turn the sky upside down.

"Whoosh!"

A straight ball whistled in, and the baseball grazed the good band in the outside corner.

Yang Ping lifted his eyelids and glanced at it, and finally the bat in his hand did not move at all.

"Good shot!"

On the pitcher mound, Uemiya frowned, feeling very incredible.

He didn't even swing the bat.

Qingdao doesn't know much about Ujimori's information, but Ujimori is by no means the same for Qingdao. As the champion team of Koshien, every player in Seido is clear to others.

In particular, the players who have participated in the summer Koshien are even more aware of their opponents.

Yang Ping, the core fifth batter of Koshien Seido High School in the summer, has the country's top strength of the super strong hit.

Dynamic vision is outstanding, and there are probably not many people in the country who can surpass him.

The degree of finesse in his selection of balls is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. No matter how good a handler is, it's just a hitter for him.

Just now, Yang Ping had a good straight ball in the outside corner, and he didn't swing the bat at all.

Umeimiya's first impression was that the hitter didn't distinguish between good and bad balls. Of course, this is impossible, but the opponent is Yang Ping.

And then another straight ball.

Yang Ping also did not swing the bat.

"Bad balls."

"Bad ball!"

Except for the first ball being a good ball, the next two balls are bad balls.

For these three balls, Yang Ping was like falling asleep, and he had no interest in swinging the stick at all.

"Whoosh!"

In the fourth goal after one good and two bad, Mei Gong still threw a straight ball, and this time he still threw it into the outside corner.

A smile tugged at the corner of Yang Ping's mouth, it was obvious that Mei Gong was afraid that he would fight a long fight.

But the more worried you are, the more Yang Ping has to do that.

In the fourth ball, the outside corner kick that obviously entered the good ball belt, Yang Ping still did not swing the bat.

"Good shot!"

The number of balls is two good and two bad, judging from the number of balls, Yang Ping was chased.

The catcher also understood Yang Ping's plan at this time.

It is clear that the hitter is aiming for a slow curveball.

Do you want to vote?

Seeing the secret signal that the catcher asked, Mei Miya grinned.

Of course, of course, you have to vote.

The other party is Qingdao's four sticks, and if he is escorted, then the momentum of Pelican Jiusen will be unloaded.

No matter what, you can't unload your momentum.

Use your own tiebreaker to get the last good shot.

Having made up his mind, Umenomiya's pitching became weird.

If you can hit it, you can fight and see.

"Whoosh!"

When Mei Gong threw the ball, Yang Ping guessed that the ball he was waiting for was coming.

The speed of the ball is very slow, about 100 kilometers away.

With such a ball speed, Yang Ping can wait for the ball to enter deep into his hand before swinging the bat.

But this is certainly not a no-go.

The ball will fall like a curved ball, with a certain amount of dropping.

The timing and angle of the fall are uncertain. At least the previous beaters did not provide Yang Ping with information. Lianghao had never thrown this kind of ball in front of Yang Ping's eyes before.

But although he didn't vote for Yang Ping, when he held the position, Mei Gong did.

Although there was only one goal, Yang Ping had simulated that goal many times in his mind.

To put it bluntly, no matter how the ball changes, its speed limits its power.

Yang Ping thought of a strategy to deal with it.

It is to use a powerful swing of the stick to sweep this ball out of the air.

Use the speed and power of the baton swing to knock the baseball out of the air.

was prepared in his heart, and Yang Ping's swing naturally did not hesitate.

"Boom!"

After standing in the strike zone, Yang Ping swung his stick for the first time. When the bat waved, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Yang Ping swung his stick and finally caught up with his senior Tetsuya Yuki.

"Ping!"

The moment the bat touched the baseball, a trace of surprise flashed in Yang Ping's eyes. The power of this slow ball is much heavier than expected.

It's a pity that this weight is not enough to affect Yang Ping's swing.

The bat carried the baseball and dragged it in mid-air for more than ten centimeters before the baseball flew out.

"Whoosh!"

Baseball is like an upside-down meteor that pierces the sky.

"Hardcore."

Ume Miya shouted anxiously in the direction of the outfield.

Pelican Jiusen's stalwart stayed at the back of the field early, and when he saw that the beater was Yang Ping, he had this kind of psychological preparation. But Yang Ping's performance was still beyond his expectations.

The baseball traveled a distance of 120 meters without any mud and water, and then it still didn't stop.

"Fly, fly out!"

"The fourth baseman from Qingdao High School, a two-point home run by Yang Ping. Ujiusen had a lead of less than ten minutes before it was reversed by King Qingdao. ”

Throwing off the bat, Yang Ping sneered and ran to first base.

After returning to home plate, Yang Ping and Yu Yuichi also clapped their hands in celebration.

The overall score was 2:1, and with Yang Ping's reversal home run, Qingdao recaptured the trend of the game in his own hands.

"Qingdao, Qingdao!!"

"Yang Ping, Yang Ping!!"

In the audience, the audience erupted in celebration.

King Qingdao High School is finally going to show the posture of a king.

"There is still a gap in strength."

Fujio also had to overturn his previous speculation, he also thought that Ukumori could create something different.

It's just that the gap between the two sides is so big, even if Ujiusen wants to do something, it's not easy.

The cowshed of Ukomori.

Nanpeng clutched the handle of his wheelchair tightly, don't forget, we are challengers. If you are intimidated by the strength of your opponent, you will be disqualified from challenging a strong opponent.

You have to hold on, Mei Palace.

The cowshed of Qingdao Road.

Yu Xing, who was celebrating and high-fived, asked Yang Ping in a low voice: "Is it enough to crush them?" ”

Yang Ping turned his head to look at the court.

"Two out!"

"There's still a number of outs, change your mood and keep going."

From pitchers to fielders, everyone in Ujiusen did not show a half decadent look.

"I'm afraid not yet."

Yang Ping smiled bitterly.

(To be continued.) )