The sky was clear and cloudless, and the people who practiced in the baseball club of Qingdao High School were still those people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the content of the exercises did not become too complicated, which made several freshmen who were frightened enough by the word devil in the devil training camp in advance greatly relieved.

The first is running and warm-up exercises, which are the usual exercises, and they are still a little uncomfortable for several freshmen who do a good job in psychological construction. (They were ready to be trained hard, and they didn't expect it to be so easy when they actually practice.) ）

Then it's time to swing the stick!

100 swings per person. Different from the usual swinging of the stick, members of the Second Army or miscellaneous armies who were not selected to participate in the training camp of the First Army will also come to help with the training.

They're in charge of feeding the hitters!

At this time, the sound of ping-pong can be heard constantly, and the baseball is constantly being knocked out. For these baseball geniuses at Qingdao High School, each of them has gone through a lot of hardships to enter the army. Such a simple exercise, if they are still swinging? It's really unreasonable.

Of course, there are exceptions!

Sawamura Eisan stared at the pitcher feeding the ball with a cautious expression.

The pitcher is helpless! Sawamura's striking skills, although not outstanding among the players of the first army. Even the Second Army has not entered the center to fight the line! But it is also the six sticks of the Second Army, and the striking strength is obvious to all! (At this time, Sawamura's evaluation of striking strength is not lower than that of Tsukiya Xiao.) ）

Does such a simple exercise need to be so serious?

"I voted!"

Sawamura's expression still infected the player who fed the ball, and even he became very cautious.

"Let the horses come! Look at the violent home run in my Sawamura. ”

The pitcher nodded and gently tossed the baseball in his hand.

I saw Sawamura Eisumi standing in the strike zone with a horizontal knife, and the bat in his hand made him turn into a whip......

"Buzz!"

A few centimeters away from the baseball, the bat and the baseball pass by!

Suddenly, a flock of embarrassed crows flew by, and the entire training ground of Qingdao High School became silent.

"Failure is success for his mother! Again!!! ”

The embarrassment maker, Eijun Sawamura, didn't care about asking the pitcher for the ball.

A full 100 balls, in addition to this one, there are more than a dozen sticks in the air, and nearly half of them have not been played well! However, because of the relationship between swinging the stick with all his might, Sawamura played a good ball and flew far enough.

Qingdao High School is either the first army is training, or the second army miscellaneous army is coming to accompany the training. In the face of such an outcome, it is a bit difficult to accept.

One Army: It's a shame that such a guy can be mixed into the ranks of our First Army.

Second Army: We will be robbed of the seat of the First Army by such a guy, and the baby is bitter.

Miscellaneous Army: Sand and wait for Sawamura to be greatly eliminated.

Even if you look for it in the team of the miscellaneous army, this kind of guy who feeds the ball with more than a dozen sticks is very rare! (It's hard to imagine how Sawamura's lame blow in the original book was accepted by everyone in the Seido First Army.) ）

Yang Ping was more surprised than anyone present. It's just that he wasn't surprised by Sawamura's lame performance. Rather, I was surprised by how fast Sawamura grew.

Sawamura, who used to be able to aim with a short stick or have to use a scarecrow to hit the ball, can now hit the ball with a normal striking stance.

With the accuracy with which he hits the ball now, once he switches to a short shot, or a scarecrow style, Nazawamura's blow will be amazing.

Since Lian Zecun's blows have evolved so much, I can't stand still.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping said to the pitcher of the second army who threw the ball to him: "Can you please pitch seriously?" Senior! ”

The pitcher named by Yang Ping was slightly embarrassed, but it was terrifying to do pitching practice with these guys in the first army, okay? The ball he threw himself was hit by a home run in a row, and that pitcher couldn't stand it!

"Whoosh!"

The ball of the pitchers of the second army, whether in terms of strength, angle, or ball power, is not bad. It's just that this is not enough for Yang Ping!

"Buzz!"

"Ping!!"

Baseball flew off the field again. Even the seniors who watched the sparring could clearly feel the power of Yang Ping's swing!

"It's off the pitch again! What is this first-year freshman going to do? ”

"Even if you are beating the blue road like a cloud, such a beater is rare! Yang Ping is afraid that there will be a first-mover back number, right? ”

"Isn't that a matter of course? This is the green road! Only those who are strong will be qualified to be the first mover. I'm more concerned about his quality than his starter. I don't know how many sticks this man can rank in the green road? ”

……

"Hip hop! It seems that there are also people who are aiming at you and trying to move forward! ”

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, he told his analysis to the third-grade seniors.

"Damn little imp, what kind of onion is he? Do you want to snatch the center of the stick too much? What did he think this was? Who did he think his opponents were! If you have the ability, let the horse come. ”

Usashiki Jun whined dissatisfied!

Ryosuke Kominato unceremoniously debunked his hard-mouthed tricks. "You can be louder so you can hear clearly."

"Why should I be like a first-year ghost?" With the pride and arrogance of Usaki Jun, I have to admit that the little ghost named Yang Ping is very strong at swinging the stick!

Although how strong is he? Izzo doesn't know, but just looking at the number of home runs he hits in practice, it's enough to make people swallow!

10 seats! 7 home runs! 2 long hits! 1 infield roll the earth!

Even if it was the pitcher of the Second Army who pitched to him! Yang Ping's performance against the sky also made people shudder.

Ah Zhe, who hit the best in the third grade, only hit three home runs. Of course, he has more long hits, and the pitchers of the two are different, so the strength cannot be said who is strong and who is weak.

"This kid is really terrifying!"

Izzo muttered dissatisfiedly, "What is this kid really like?" So you can hit a home run! ”

Yang Ping's strength in hitting a home run, how to say it? It's easier than the average hitter!

Enough eyesight, enough strength, enough skill! The current Yang Ping is a super monster that is no weaker than Thunder City to a pitcher!

Concentrate:

Ball Feeding Practice: A practice in baseball in which the pitcher throws the ball into a parabola to the batter, and the batter swings the bat.

Strike Practice: Normal Throwing Showdown! Generally, training is done in groups of three seats.

After the morning exercises, the beautiful managers brought a sumptuous meal.

Fruits, rice balls, and a variety of nutritious meals!

With Yang Ping's pickiness about food, he has nothing to say about such a breakfast. After training, hungry players sit on the ground one by one and chop large pieces!

Sawamura sat with Yang Ping, eating and chatting with the beautiful manager.