"Damn, how is this possible?"

Cheng Gong Ming, who failed to swing his stick three times in a row, was full of unwillingness.

"That's the cruel reality, boy. If you want to hit Hansang's ball, you have to work hard! ”

Yu Yuki added fuel to the fire and stimulated.

If Nari Miya, because of this sentence, he lost his mind, and eventually affected his own pitching rhythm.

Miyuki doesn't mind either.

"Hmph..."

Cheng Gongming snorted unconvinced and returned to his rest area.

After Cheng Gongming was struck out, the ignorant girls in the stands were completely crazy.

They pitched their pitches very high, and they even went out of tune a little. Coupled with the cheering of those supporters of the Qingdao High School baseball team, the whole scene seemed to have become a personal match for the Qingdao High School baseball team, Zhang Han.

Narumiya, who returned to the rest area, faced the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, and everyone had an expression of curiosity.

Right now, the time left in the game is very limited.

Many players on the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School may only have one chance left to play against Zhang Han. To put it bluntly, they don't have that much time to observe, to experience, to get used to ......

Zhang Han's pitching can only be judged through the most direct feedback from his teammates.

"That hateful boy, it doesn't look like he's injured at all, the ball is fast and scary!"

When you return to your rest area, do you want to praise Zhang Han?

As long as he thought of this, Cheng Gongming felt that his internal organs were tumbling.

He was uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

But for the sake of the friends of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, no matter how uncomfortable they are, there are some things to say.

"That is, is he still at the same level of pitching as before?"

The Governor of the Nation asked.

Cheng Gongming wanted to say a few words of belittlement, but he hadn't touched a baseball just now.

If he opens his mouth to belittle Zhang Han, what is he, a hitter who has never touched the ball once?

In the end, Cheng Gongming could only pinch his nose and nod in acknowledgement.

"Yes, it's the same level as before, maybe even better."

"It's not the cause of the injury, but you haven't let Zhang Han pitch once before? If my guess is correct, the Qingdao High School baseball team should have asked a professional doctor, Zhang Han's body, there is no way to afford such a fast ball speed. ”

The words of the Guoyou supervisor made the friends of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School confused.

What does the body have no way to bear?

"It's not uncommon for this to happen before, and after the new century, there was a speeding ace with a ball speed of more than 160 kilometers, and until the third grade, he could only serve as a substitute and a rotating pitcher."

After listening to the words of the supervisor of Guoyou, the players of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School immediately had an impression in their minds.

There is such a person, and now in the professional team, the performance is very eye-catching.

Not only is the pitching excellent, but the striking is also first-class.

It looks like it's really similar to Zhang Han.

"How can Zhang Han be as strong as him?"

Narumiya Ming dead duck has a hard mouth.

"It's not strong, at least not perfect in high school. After all, you are still in the stage of physical growth, and it is difficult to avoid the deformation of your fingers and even your body when you throw the ball so fast for a long time. If that happens, the injury may be a trivial matter, and if you don't get it right, you may end up with a disability. Since the Qingdao High School baseball team is aware of this matter, they will not always let Zhang Han serve as an ace pitcher. ”

Zhang Han may not be an insurmountable obstacle for the giants who will play against the Qingdao High School baseball team next.

After all, there is no way for Qingdao High School to keep him pitching on the pitcher's mound.

Hearing these words, many friends of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School were silently relieved.

Just now Zhang Han showed the pitch, they stood by and watched, and they also had palpitations.

It's just that these Daocheng industrial players, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, didn't notice what they supervised and didn't say.

For the Qingdao High School baseball team, the future opponent, Zhang Han is just the object they need to watch out for, and it is difficult to become a fatal key factor.

But for their Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team, Zhang Han had no way to get on the pitcher mound for this reason.

That's too bad!

Zhang Han's body is not injured, which means that there are no strict restrictions on his pitching.

Too many pitches, definitely not!

But with only four games left, the impact was largely minimal.

And just because you can't shoot too many balls a day doesn't mean you can't stick to it for a day.

Although it is full of uncertainty, if anyone is unlucky enough to bump into it, the Baseball Team of Qingdao High School they will face will undoubtedly be hellish and difficult.

It's very unfortunate that what the Inagi Industrial High School baseball team is encountering now is basically hellish difficulty.

Luckily, they had been prepared.

Otherwise, if you want to win a point from Zhang Han today, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

"Don't be discouraged, haven't you been asked to hit a 155-kilometer straight ball before? If there is a change in Zhang Han's pitching, we can only disarm and surrender. But if it's just a straight ball, haven't you ever hit it before? ”

The minister of Daocheng Industry, touching his Mediterranean hairstyle, appealed with confidence.

It's just that his appeal did not arouse the approval of many players in the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School.

They did use a pitching machine to simulate a ball speed of 155 kilometers before.

But even at that time, not all hitters were able to touch the ball, and even fewer were able to hit the ball.

Not to mention, Zhang Han's straight ball, although it is claimed to be featureless.

But after all, it was voted by people.

Compared to the cold machine pitching, there is still a big difference.

If you really want to hit such a ball, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

Fortunately, the next hitter, the players of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, have some confidence in him.

On the one hand, when he practiced before, he was one of the few people who could hit a straight ball with a speed of 155 kilometers.

On the other hand, he is also one of the star players of the Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team.

Sixth baseman, first baseman, Hiroshi Yamaoka.

Yamaoka is a player who rarely talks, and his body is full of shuttlecock meat.

Zhang Han's impression of him, in addition to his particularly strong strength, is that this person is particularly able to drink water.

Ordinary mineral water, others take a 500 milliliter and can pour it into it in one gulp, which is considered to be more drinkable.

Yamaoka Lu was different from the others, he held a bucket, at least two or three times the size of the others.

Zhang Han once saw him with his own eyes, holding a two-liter bucket and drying it in one go.

That's two kilograms!

This picture stayed in Zhang Han's memory for a long time.

Until now, when he saw Shangang again, Zhang Han was very impressed.

It was as if it had just happened.

Yu Xing, who is in the position of the catcher, has already given Zhang Han a code.

The pitching is in good shape and feels, keep it up!

At the same time, Miyuki's gloves were deflected outward.

Although with Zhang Han's ball speed, he should have a great deal of confidence and can smoothly solve the opponent in front of him.

But be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

It's definitely safer to use a ball with an outside corner.

Zhang Han did not raise any objections.

He pulled out the stance, and pressed all the strength of his body on the two fingers that came out of the ball.

"Whoosh!"

Like electric light, the white baseball whistled out.

Zhang Han's own pitching actually doesn't have too many characteristics. Even the junior brother Gu Xiao, who was a grade lower than him in ball speed, threw the ball that looked much more imposing than his pitching.

But when this kind of featureless ball is fast to a certain extent, it also makes people feel amazing!

The baseball instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and appeared above home plate.

"So fast!"

In the stands, those supporters who supported the Qingdao High School baseball team, as well as the young ladies who specially cheered for Zhang Han.

They were all very excited.

Every time Zhang Han's pitching was over, they couldn't help but look at the ball speed display.

"155 km..."

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

On the first ball, Yamaoka Lu, who has always been very active in swinging the bat, did not have time to swing the bat.

Zhang Han, who won a good number of balls, completely mastered the rhythm of pitching, and then threw his second ball.

This time, Yamaoka Lu waved his stick decisively.

Although his judgment was wrong, the bat was five or six centimeters away from the baseball and was not able to touch it.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

The number of balls is two good and zero bad, Zhang Han chases the opponent.

The fans in the stands danced excitedly, as if they had seen Zhang Han win the second out.

On the contrary, it was Miyuki in the position of the catcher, and at this time, he frowned.

Things seem to be a little bit wrong!

Just now, although Yamaoka didn't be able to touch the ball, he caught the rhythm of the pitch.

This is a ball with a speed of about 155 kilometers, how can he catch it so easily?

The only plausible explanation is that the players of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School have practiced before.

They're used to the speed of the ball, so they can hold it.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Miyuki sounded the alarm in his heart.

You must know that Yamaoka Lu's swing of the stick, although it doesn't look as amazing as Thunder City and Yuki Tetsuya.

But he used to carry the bat behind his back, and in the process of swinging the bat, the bat seemed to have completed a cycle.

The power of such a swing is very strong.

Once he happens to touch the ball, the consequences may be unimaginable?

In the rest area of the baseball team of Inagi Industrial High School, Narumiya Narumiya also noticed this.

"I've kept up with the speed of the pitch, and I'll hit the ball next time!"

Although he himself was solved, somewhat humiliating.

But as long as the Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team and other players can hit the ball out, Nari Miyaki still feels very happy.

A refreshing feeling of revenge.

Under this comfortable promotion, Cheng Gongming took the initiative to stand up and cheer for Yamaoka Lu.

The other players of the Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team, under the leadership of their own aces, also stood up and began to shout together.

"Hit out!"

"Send it out!!"

"Let's make a shot!"

"Let's !! it"

The shouts of more than a dozen people drove thousands of fans in the stands.

The entire stand was filled with deafening shouts.

Supporters of the Qingdao High School baseball team, especially Zhang Han's fans, where can they tolerate this kind of treatment?

These guys from the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School are too shameless, and they actually mobilized everyone to put pressure on their family Zhang Han?

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

The supporters of the Qingdao High School baseball team also shouted along.

"Strikeout! Strikeout!! ”

The slogan they shouted was very simple, just two words.

But it is these two words that completely grasp the entire initiative of the stadium.

The supporters of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, when shouting, actually had no confidence.

Although they were looking forward to Yamaoka Lu and being able to hit the ball out in one go.

But they are not professionals on the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, so it is impossible to see it so thoroughly.

So in their hearts, they are not as confident as their slogans and shouts.

Because they didn't know the bottom of their hearts, their voices were gradually suppressed by the supporters of the Qingdao High School baseball team.

Fortunately, Yamaoka Lu is a very simple person and will not be affected by these things. Otherwise, the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School will be regarded as shooting themselves in the foot.

In the midst of such a sound, Zhang Han took a deep breath and threw the baseball in his hand.

Raise your legs, stride, and use the inertia of body movement to condense the strength of your whole body on the two fingers of the pitching shot.

It's like an ancient secret weapon master, a fatal blow!

Every pitcher, at the moment of throwing the ball, has his own feelings and imagination.

Some people feel like the ace pitcher in the big leagues, some people feel like the Hercules of antiquity, and some people feel like the invincible ADC in the game......

Zhang Han also had his own feelings, he felt like the top secret weapon master of the Tang Sect.

Where, where to hit!

This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Han is obsessed with ball control.

It's just that his talent in this area is completely different from his ball speed.

Fortunately, it feels right, and the features come out!

"Whew!"

The white baseball, like a dazzling white light, swept over home plate.

Yamaoka, who was already ready to strike, saw the flying baseball and made a decisive move.

The players of both teams, including the tens of thousands of fans in the stands, all had their eyes on here.

Although with their eyesight, the vast majority of people can't see the truth of the duel at all.

But they still subconsciously put their eyes here, waiting for a result.

And then!

"Smack!"

The sound of a baseball smashing into a glove was heard.

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

In the stands, the fans who cheered for Zhang Han were extremely excited.

They excitedly waved everything they could wield in their hands, giving people the feeling that they couldn't wait to rush straight to the court.

The cheers in the stands no longer seemed to satisfy their emotions.

On the other side, the audience cheering for the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School seemed to be dumb suddenly.

There was not the slightest sound.

They are not the most desperate, at this time, the most desperate people on the court are the players in the baseball team and the rest area of Daocheng Industrial High School.

One by one, their eyes widened, and they watched in disbelief at what was happening in front of them.

Their eyes were full of great doubts and incomprehension.

Why?

Shangang Lu, hasn't he already caught Zhang Han's straight ball?

Why is the swing so far behind?

This doesn't make sense!

It's just a pity that at this time, no one can give a reasonable explanation to the players of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School.

Only they can find out for themselves.

"Look!"

Fortunately, the players of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School are still very sensitive.

They soon found out what the problem was.

When people's eyes see the huge numbers on the electronic display, they already understand, what is going on?

“159km！”

The man who set the legend of ball speed after the new century.

This ball speed is only one step away.

Considering that Zhang Han is still only a second-year player, he has a great possibility in the future and can go further.

The players and supporters of the baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School almost unanimously gave birth to a deep despair in their hearts.

Some people say that being in the same division with the players of the Inagi Industrial High School baseball team is simply torture.

Now, the players of the baseball team of Inagi Industrial High School find themselves feeling exactly the same.

is a monster like Zhang Han, born in the same era and in the same competition area.

I'm afraid they are just supporting roles chosen by God.

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