Yang Ping thought a lot before swinging the stick, but he didn't seem to think about anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, he always separated his swing stick, imitating the knotted swing or imitating Ryosuke Kominato's swing.

He seemed to have forgotten that all these people who wielded the stick were actually himself.

Whether it is his own style of swinging the bat, or imitating other people's swings, in the final analysis, he does it by using his own natural characteristics. Since he can do it, there's no reason why he can't combine these skills?

Yang Ping, who was originally conceited and smart, couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being stupid.

He is a human being in two lives, and his talent is also good.

Starting from scratch with the experience of an adult, Yang Ping naturally has a condescending attitude. He naturally thought of his peers around him as simple. Even Hayata, who has a superior IQ, is a child after all. No matter how disguised you are, a child is still a child after all.

But in the last year of middle school, especially in the last year, Yang Ping slowly found that the children around him had grown up.

Teenagers who are already fifteen or sixteen years old, their minds are very mature. Even with the experience of Yang Ping and his two lives, compared with them, he may not be superior there.

The advantage in IQ is getting smaller and smaller, and it is gradually no longer visible.

Yang Ping noticed this, but never cared.

However, there is another advantage, and he has never relaxed.

That's the body, and the obsession with baseball.

Originally, he had always focused on the improvement of physical fitness, and relied too much on his own eyes for skills.

As the saying goes, success is also an eye, and defeat is also an eye. Yang Ping's eyes gave him far beyond ordinary eyesight and the precision of his strikes, but at the same time, they also limited his body's memory. Yang Ping has not been able to perfectly achieve Ryosuke Kominato's striking skills, and there is a big reason why his eyes are limited.

Yang Ping did a perfect job of swinging the stick. But the blow is not entirely by swinging the bat. To put it mildly, it always takes a little bit of intuition and feeling. And Yang Ping is completely zero in this regard.

Before swinging the stick this time, Yang Ping's mind flashed everything he had studied, and he didn't seem to think about anything.

His body acted on its own before his eyes and mind had thoughts.

"Boom!"

Like a thunder riot, Yang Ping's swing of the stick is always amazingly terrifying.

"Ping!"

In a flash of light, Yang Ping's swing hit the baseball thrown by Sugimoto Sanyuan.

The baseball was knocked out of the way.

On the catcher's seat, Nakagawa Cheng was happy in his heart.

Yang Ping's big stick! Sugimoto's pitching, although it is not a quirk ball, is similar to a quirk ball because of its special spin. Even under the brains of his genius, Sugimoto's pitching has been given a new definition.

God on the pitcher hill!

This is the evaluation of Sugimoto Sangen within the Holy Light.

His ball is like a magic spell that can manipulate the hitter to hit where he wants the hitter to hit. Of course, it's not that easy to do, you need to know the hitter, you need to know the weather, you need to know the number of balls, you need to know the situation......

On the basis of knowing everything, you can also throw the ball you want.

It's like playing chess, he has already calculated how his opponent will play.

If it weren't for Yang Ping's swing being too fast, he could use the swing speed of another dimension to crush the spin on the baseball. Sugimoto didn't have to bother so much at all, he could directly crush all the beaters in Qingdao.

Even one or two hits don't pose a threat.

I have to say that it is still very eye-catching to have a hitter of Yang Ping's level in the team.

Just like this time he had to face it head-on, Sugimoto Sanyuan also did his best. It's a pity that his opponent has made new progress in the process of dueling with him.

Combining Tetsuya Yuuki, Ryosuke Kominato, and Yang Ping's original swing skills, Yang Ping finally researched the most suitable swing for himself.

It's like he gave the guitar a nickname, Guan Yusei's swing is called 'One Stick Wind Thunder', and Guan Minato Ryosuke is called 'Demon Strike'.

He also gave his swing a domineering name.

"God's blow!"

"Ping!"

The bat hits the baseball, as if it were a matter of course, the baseball is knocked out of the way, and then it keeps flying, and it keeps flying!

It's so fast!

The ball was shot very quickly, but the angle did not exceed Sugimoto's expectations.

"Left field!"

He knew where the ball would land, but it was so fast that it was difficult for even a left fielder to catch it.

The left fielder of the Holy Light constantly hypnotizes himself before Yang Ping swings the bat.

Move, be sure to move. Can't indulge in Yang Ping's swing of the stick.

At the moment when Yang Ping hit out, he really did it.

He measured the point where the baseball would fall, and it kept retreating, retreating.

And then "Bang! "Yes, it hit the wall.

And the baseball he was staring at did not stop, but continued to fly, continued to fly, flew out of the fence and flew into the audience.

"Fly, fly out!"

"A home run from Yang Ping. Seido High School tied the score. ”

With the sound of the radio, the audience fell into a frenzy.

"Yang Ping, Yang Ping!!!"

"Qingdao, you are the only king, Qingdao, you are the strongest Qingdao......"

Everyone sang and danced, and the fans of Qingdao in this game were suppressed for too long.

At this moment, all of them went crazy. At this moment, they were extremely convinced that the king Qingdao would not be defeated.

"Qingdao, Qingdao!!"

The sound in his ears gradually faded away, and Yang Ping returned to the cowshed satisfied.

"Found a rhythm!"

Although Yang Ping's swing was excellent in the past, it was addictive. But the swing just now was definitely special, and Kataoka breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He, the bet wins!

Yang Ping nodded, "When have I ever let you down." ”

Kataoka said that this was true.

in the audience.

Narumiya's eyes shone brightly.

This stinky boy has broken through again!

On the other side, among the trolls, a pair of deadfish-eyed trump cards stood up.

His body is surging with a strong fighting spirit that is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Coach Yukimura nodded: "Go hard, boy!" There are such monsters in the same class, and your future path is not easy at all. ”

……

The total score was 1:1, and Wang Zhiqing tied the score at the beginning of the sixth game.

On the pitcher mound, Sugimoto Sangen smiled bitterly.

This guy is really a monster!

He's been able to hit a home run with that kind of ball, and he's never missed a spin before.

How fast and powerful is the swing?

Although the score was tied by Seichi, the pitching style of Sangen Sugimoto of the Holy Light was tougher.

Three outs in a row, without any suspense.

He was able to complete the team's goalkeeping duties with ease.

Of course, this situation is the same for Qingdao, although the state of Descending Gu Xiao is not at the peak, it is not easy for the Holy Light Fighter to hit his ball.