"Senior!"

Sawamura shouted behind Zhang Han.

Looking at the sad look on his face, many of the other players felt unbearable.

"If you don't play two balls anymore, isn't it a little less than three goals?"

Jun Izaki opened his mouth to persuade.

The mustache senior belongs to a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart.

He speaks more ruthlessly than anyone else, but he is extremely gentle when he does things.

Zhang Han turned his head and looked at Zemura who pleaded with him: "Today's showdown, it looks like I won!" ”

The faces of the little friends watching around were more complicated than the other.

With such an obvious result, does Zhang Han need to emphasize it so much?

Not atmospheric at all.

Sawamura's face was red, probably because of too much congestion, and he even felt a little purple.

He nodded reluctantly.

"Think about it, why did you lose? If you can think of a reason, maybe tomorrow's showdown will be different. As it stands, I'm not sure I'll hit a home run every time. But as long as you throw in a good ball, I'll give you a fly. There is no point in continuing to fight like this. It's not good for you and a waste of my time. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Han turned around and left the court.

Although he only played three balls, he didn't use much physical strength.

But before, Zhang Han had already done all his exercises, and stared at the baseball for more than two hours in the afternoon.

Although my body was not tired, my eyes were dry.

Let him keep fighting, he doesn't want to.

Zhang Han left.

The rest of the contestants suddenly felt bored.

They were so looking forward to it, but they didn't expect it to be over.

Three balls, three home plates.

It's not that it's not exciting, it's just that it ended so quickly that they couldn't react at all.

"Gone, the big drama is over, what are we doing here for those of us who eat melons?"

Kuramochi stood up first and took the lead to leave. The other contestants also followed in the direction of the cafeteria.

Ryosuke Kominato walked up to Yuuki and asked with a smile, "If it was you who was standing in the strike zone just now, would you be able to guarantee that all three balls would be blown out?" ”

Miyuki glanced at Ryosuke in surprise.

Shouldn't that be his line? How can Ryosuke be like this.

Tetsuya Yuuki stopped.

Several of the main third-year players, including Miyuki, also stopped.

Everyone stared at Yuuki and waited for him to speak.

"Can't!"

Yuuki didn't shy away, but directly opened his mouth to admit it.

The friends suddenly felt that their hearts were pinched hard.

Connecting with the seniors of the city, can't you do it?

That is to say, Sawamura's pitching is definitely not as weak as they see.

In this case, Zhang Han still hit three home runs.

His strength, isn't it?

"I can't guarantee a home run, but I can guarantee that I'll get those three goals out."

Yuuki spoke again.

The little friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team felt like a thunderbolt sounded in their ears.

This statement is exactly the same as Zhang Han's statement before.

The originally serious faces of the friends also relaxed.

"This is what our Qingdao captain should look like."

"It's just a second-grade elementary school boy, and it's not his turn to be in charge."

"That's it..."

The faces of the third-year contestants all showed a look of relief.

Yuuki replied, and they were very satisfied.

"What a captain!"

Miyuki also nodded in relief.

With such a captain on the team, even if Zhang Han, who won 38 home runs in the future, is targeted, they have nothing to fear.

It's not that Miyuki likes to think in bad places.,Just the current situation of the Seido High School baseball team.。

The probability that Zhang Han will be specifically targeted and escorted in the future will definitely rise in a straight line.

Except for the kind of newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, who don't know the height of the sky, and those who have ambitions like Narumiya to challenge.

Other pitchers, in the case of a not very ideal situation, it is absolutely impossible to face Zhang Han head-on.

More seriously, they may even escort Zhang Han throughout the process.

After the Kanto Conference, how to continue to score while Zhang Han was escorted?

There is no doubt that the Qingdao High School baseball team will have to overcome the problems in the next period of time.

At this time, Captain Yuuki was able to step up.

It's so important to the team.

Sawamura, who was lost and depressed, didn't even feel fragrant when he could eat three bowls of fragrant rice on weekdays.

After the duel, he dragged his tires and ran around the court over and over again.

Eventually, he ran out of strength and collapsed to the ground completely.

Chris, who is partnered with him, is worried that this guy will be injured because he doesn't know moderation, so he has been staying by his side.

"Master Chris, why do you say Senior Zhang Han can hit my ball out every time? Whether it's my ball or not, it's not powerful at all. ”

The result of the duel in the afternoon was too big a blow to the Sawamura boy.

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, that result seemed to show that there was a problem with his pitching.

Chris had the heart to comfort a few words, but he felt that at this time, it was impossible to say any words of comfort.

After finally hesitating, Chris said honestly.

"I don't know."

Well?

This answer was obviously something Sawamura didn't expect, and he raised his head in surprise and looked at Chris in front of him.

Chris shook his head again.

"No kidding, I'm not Zhang Han, and I don't know how he got your ball out. From a catcher's point of view, your pitching does have a lot to offer, but it's starting to show its character. I think it's powerful, and it shouldn't be so easy to be beaten out. ”

"What then?"

Although Chris admitted his strength, Sawamura was very happy.

But considering that he will fight with Senior Zhang Han tomorrow, Sawamura still has no bottom in his heart.

No matter how strong his fighting spirit is, there is one thing that Sawamura still understands very clearly.

That is, no matter how hard he tries, it seems that it is difficult to really solve Senior Zhang Han.

Once, it's all difficult.

"There is a saying that the bell must be tied to the bell. If you really want to go one step further, you might as well ask your opponent how exactly he hits the ball. ”

Chris suggested.

Sawamura jumped up excitedly.

"That's right! I'm going to ask Senior Zhang Han. ”

This guy ran back to the dormitory in a hurry.

Miyuki, who came over with a piece, watched Sawamura run away in a hurry, and felt that he had a question mark in his head.

"You asked Sawamura to ask Zhang Han, how should he defeat Zhang Han? Is it because I have bad ears, or is there something wrong with your brain, senior? ”

When Miyuki speaks, he can always make people angry.

Even if the other party is Chris, whom he respects, it is no exception.

"It's not a way to let him stay depressed like this. It's okay to ask Zhang Han directly to understand. ”

"Although Zhang Han has a good personality, he is not a philanthropist. Why did he teach his opponents how to defeat him? ”

Miyuki couldn't figure it out.

Chris seems to be confident about this.

"It doesn't matter, Zhang Han can teach, that's the best. If you don't want to, you can also increase Sawamura's fighting spirit. He's on the horns now, and he's in desperate need of something else to stimulate. Whether it's a pointer or a motivating ......"

After listening to Chris's explanation, Miyuki felt his cold hairs stand on end.

It is worthy of being called the first iron catch in the Kanto region in the junior high school era, and the heart is black enough.

No matter how Zhang Han chooses, there is no harm to Chris.

"You really don't know, why Zhang Han was able to hit the ball three times in a row?"

Miyuki was a bystander at the time, but even he, a bystander, had already vaguely seen the clues.

He guessed why Zhang Han was able to hit the ball cleanly.

Chris, who is so shrewd, would he not know why?

"What can be the reason, it's just a gap in strength. It's hard to make up for it by relying on tactics alone. ”

Just like Miyuki thought, Chris had already seen the problem, but he didn't tell Sawamura, but let Sawamura find the answer himself.

Zhang Han's dormitory.

"Master Zhang Han!"

Seeing Zecun entering the door, Zhang Han was very surprised.

Before, he had a good relationship with this little guy, but now the two of them are direct opponents of practice.

According to Zhang Han's thoughts, it may be difficult for them to get along in a short period of time.

Unexpectedly, this guy took the initiative to find the door on the night of the end of the practice, that is, less than four hours after the end of the practice.

I didn't expect that as soon as this guy opened his mouth, he would call himself a master.

Stinky and shameless!

Even if Zhang Han didn't plan to tell him anything, he was embarrassed not to speak at this time.

Obviously, the emotional intelligence is not very high, and he offends people everywhere. But when you really ask someone to do something, you have no way to refuse.

Zhang Han doesn't know, should he say that Zecun's emotional intelligence is high? Or stupid people have stupid blessings.

"Don't call the master first, you tell me what's going on."

Zhang Han hurriedly stopped and said.

On the opposite side of Zhang Han's bed, Tojo's eyes widened in surprise and his mouth widened. The hara in his mouth is so hung that he didn't stay.

Tojo, who has been playing baseball since the fourth grade of elementary school, has always been in the elite team.

Whether it is Matsukata Young League or Qingdao High School, it is also the top baseball club in the country.

Tojo, who grew up in this environment, usually sees the kind of talented players who are arrogant. Even if they don't rank in the team, there is no way to compete for the main position of the substitute.

They also have their own pride.

Like Sawamura, who was a sensation in the first-year orientation competition, has now become a representative of the freshmen.

The future of the baseball team at Seongdo High School is very bright. It is said that such a rookie player should be very arrogant. It is impossible for them to bow to their competitors, or practice opponents, in any case.

After all, this is directly related to whether they can enter the first army if they can't take it over, and after entering the first army, can they become the main force in the first army?

At the same time, it is still a matter of face.

Unexpectedly, Sawamura didn't care about face at all.

When you run to Senior Zhang Han's dormitory at night, you can brazenly shout the word master, and directly plead with tomorrow's opponent to teach yourself how to fight tomorrow?

It's subversive!

While surprised, Tojo had a hint of envy.

Maybe it's because of Sawamura's character that he can stand out among the freshmen, right?

"I have to study hard!"

I heard Tojo say that he was going to learn from Sawamura.

Zhang Han felt that his good children were all spoiled by the wild children from outside.

Who are these people?

Tojo's matter, let's talk about it later, Zhang Han has no way to take care of it for the time being.

He stared at Sawamura seriously, wanting to hear what Sawamura wanted to do?

When Sawamura said his confusion, he saw Zhang Han nodding.

"It's a good habit to ask if you don't understand. If you can divide this habit into your studies, you will not end up at the bottom of the class. ”

"Senior~"

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose shortcomings.

Zhang Han talked about studying at this time, which was tantamount to slapping Zecun in the face.

His face was ashamed.

Zhang Han smiled and shook his head, deciding not to continue teasing this little guy.

"I thought Senior Chris had already told you. Actually, it's very simple, there is only one reason why I can hit your ball out in a row, the ball speed! Your ball speed, it's too slow. ”

Sawamura didn't seem to understand.

Even though Zhang Han had already made it clear, he still didn't understand.

"Let's put it this way, your ball speed is between 120~130, and the average is about 1256. Although your quirk ball, because of the change, the hitter will not hit the center of the ball. But the ball at this speed is too slow, and it has no tail energy. Even if I don't fully understand the changes, I can force the ball out with brute force. In this case, I only need to look at the general direction, and I can basically do everything I can. So, your pitch, there's no way to take the number of outs out in front of me. At least at this stage, no! ”

"What then?"

Zhang Han had already said it so clearly, but the simple man in front of him was still a picture of the second monk who was confused.

"Fortunately, you were specially recruited into Qingdao High School, otherwise with your IQ, I really doubt that a serious high school, who would dare to accept you? It's very simple, if you want to improve your current pitching, you can only start in two ways. One is ball speed, as long as you can raise your ball speed to a higher level, your entire pitching level will be reborn. The second is the change in your quirk ball. The change is too small now, and if the player swings the baton fast enough and powerful enough, he can completely rely on brute force to sweep the ball out. But if your quirk ball changes, be able to take it to the next level and make baseball change even more. Even if you can't improve your current ball speed, you can still make your pitching more powerful. ”

Zhang Han explained with a smile.

A studious person is always easy to get a good impression of. Even if it is Sawamura, Zhang Han feels a lot more pleasing to the eye when he looks at it now.

It's just that this good impression only lasted for a few seconds. With Sawamura's words, Zhang Han's good impression of him disappeared in an instant.

"And how fast do I have to increase the ball speed to get you on the pitch?"

Zhang Han suddenly felt that his mentality had collapsed.

……