Chapter 961: The True Posture of the Tyrant of Rice Combat! (3rd Update)

White shadow near home plate.

In the strike zone, Bai He didn't want to bend down quickly, wanting to take advantage of the situation.

"Boom!"

The flying ball jumped over the metal bat at an unexpected speed towards Shirakawa.

In Shirakawa's suddenly constricted pupils.

The ball flew into the shadow of the ball in the Miyuki ball set behind him.

"Good Ball !!"

The presiding judge's ruling sounded.

"So fast!"

This goal is faster than the previous one, no, it should be said that it is faster than any of the previous straight balls.

The white river with a gloomy expression for 10,000 years.

At this time, it was also rare to show a look of shock and look at Shigeru Ye on the pitcher's mound, it should be said that not only Shirakawa, but also the people who were watching this ball on the side, some of the players with more keen perception were all sinking in their hearts, and an ugly expression appeared on their faces.

"Could it be that this guy still has his hand left in the first three innings!?"

This is a thought that comes to the minds of the people of Daoshi, but they are unwilling to admit it.

"Well, the perfect touch, the feeling of all the release, sure enough, this is the pitch of the letter."

At home plate, Miyuki felt the touch of the ball in the goal set just now, and a different kind of light appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he thought secretly in his heart.

A slender figure standing on top of the pitcher's mound.

Slightly raised his chin, revealing a touch of coldness.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to pitch like this."

Gently turning the ball, you can feel this long-lost sense of fullness.

Even just the pitching.

Shigerno and Miyuki are very clear that they are still a little unstable on the road, but this hearty feeling, this rare sense of fulfillment.

"It's really unbearable!!"

"Boom!"

Stepping forward again.

Raise your arms high.

"Huh"

When he shook forward.

The awe-inspiring aurora, with endless momentum, roared towards home plate.

Heavy breath.

A violent sonic boom.

When the ball is close to home plate.

Too late to react, the sharpest striker in the center.

"Boom!!"

"Good shot!!"

The power superimposed on it, the true strength that does not need to be doubted.

This second ball alone is enough to make everyone in Daoshi High School fully realize this, and the Qingdao ace pitcher in front of him is obviously reserved in the first three innings, and now he is the real posture of His Royal Highness the tyrant.

"Soul Fade Guy!!"

Narumiya, who was on the bench, looked at Shigerino Shin on the pitcher's mound, and his pupils also revealed a strong chill.

In vain, the speeding up of the Qingdao road captured.

In the past, even in the Chunjia period, Shigerun's pitching might have the problem of possession crisis due to too much explosiveness, but now, even if the control is not the most stable, as long as it can be kept down and firmly suppressed in the good ball belt, it is enough for Inami's hitters to not adapt.

"Third goal!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Boom!!"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

The hitter has no way to deal with it, and the runner can't start.

Want to send a base?

Don't be naïve!

"Damn!"

Reflecting the cold face of pitcher Shigerunobu Okami, he responded to the even more ugly and gloomy expression of Katsuyuki Shirakawa in the strike zone.

"Overseer?"

In the third-base bench, the bearded assistant coach of Inami High School also became a little difficult to look at.

The superintendent of Guoyou seemed to have not changed, but his brows were also slightly frowned.

Able to throw a straight ball that is stronger than the previous one.

Such a Shigerino letter will make it even more tricky.

Originally, it was not easy for Inami to deal with his ball power, but now it seems that this is just the beginning.

"Third baseman, third baseman, Yoshizawa-kun."

"It's really fake, this guy, is there still a hand left in front!?"

Yoshizawa, a third-grader, strode into the strike zone, and there was a look of shock in his eyes as he looked in the direction of the pitcher's mound.

I thought they were going to start controlling the ace pitcher's ball, but I didn't expect that this was just a bait that someone had just released.

"Shhhhh Call... ”

"It's getting more and more interesting, Shigerino Shin!!"

“playball!”

The four eyes met, and the wisps of coldness that bloomed from each other.

Miyuki quickly gestured at the bottom.

Shigero, who was standing on the pitcher's mound, nodded slightly, his slightly bowed body straightened, and his right hand, which was hidden behind him, suddenly raised high, aiming at the direction of home plate, without the slightest hesitation, and all the power that poured out was released.

"Boom!"

The next second.

A swift sound of breaking through the air sounded.

"Huh"

The light and shadow that flashed out appeared in the sky.

It's time to get to home plate.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

Yoshizawa's forward-running figure vigorously danced the metal bat in his hand.

On the road near the edge of the outside corner.

Overlapping dark shadows.

The violent spark that sparked.

Feel the violent vibrations that come from the bat.

Yoshizawa's face became a little distorted.

It is difficult to control a metal bat that is pressed down.

The shaky shaking.

It made it difficult for Yoshizawa to hold the metal bat in his hand.

"Huh"

"Bang"

A moment of squeezing, a struggling collision.

The ball that flew backwards quickly smashed into the high-altitude railing behind the home plate, making a heavy noise and falling.

"Out of bounds!!"

The referee's words also rang out.

"Damn! As long as you miss the slightest bit, you will be completely suppressed by his strength, doesn't this mean that unless you can grasp the center of the ball and completely seize the opportunity to swing the bat!? ”

In the strike zone, Yoshizawa gritted his teeth, and the look in his pupils became extremely difficult to look at.

"Second ball, longitudinal slide."

"Hmm."

The super change ball swept after the strong straight ball, approaching the momentum of the Wehr ball in front of him, and the arc of extreme twists and turns.

"Huh"

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball that is too late to deal with.

It was like a cold glow that bent into his cheeks, and Yoshizawa could fully feel the cold aura coming from the small ball.

"Boom!!"

Flying into the ball light.

"Good shot!!"

The words that fell.

The spectators in the stands also burst into cheers in an instant.

"It seems that the ball is much more stable than before, and it can be reduced to a certain extent."

On the first base side, in the bench of Seido High School.

As the head coach and assistant coach, Kataoka Supervisor and Coach Ochiai are naturally very aware of the pitching status of their trump cards.

In the spring league, if it is not necessary, both coaches will restrict Shigerun's pitching, which is really too obvious, and now, after three or four more months of grinding, Shigerun's pitching level is obviously a level higher, if you can achieve perfect control in the future, and further growth of physical fitness, when you reach the limit level, that is the peak period of Shigerun.