Chapter Twenty-Six: Big Baby

In the face of such a mountain of meat, the beaters of the baseball club of Qingdao High School are at a loss.

Meima, who came to watch the race, muttered quietly.

"I'll just say that the other party's strength is extraordinary, you must be careful."

Be careful, of course.

In the face of such an opponent, it is really difficult to capsize in the gutter.

How could the players of the Seido High School baseball club be careless?

Takatsu, who played the first bat, couldn't do it, and Kijima, who hit the second bat, was also given for nothing.

Kijima has a small flat head, and he feels quite capable on weekdays.

The object of his worship is the demon beater Ryosuke Kominato.

Although their personalities are completely different, in terms of ball skills, the two are very similar.

When hitting, it is mainly based on ball selection and entanglement.

But when he encountered an opponent like Mutoyama, he was directly dumbfounded.

The opponent's pitching is quite simple and rough, and it is very Sawamura Eijun's style.

I didn't bother to call anywhere else, and all the balls were thrown into the middle.

It's quite speechless!

People will have a clear attitude, and if you have the ability, you will fight.

Takatsu, whose striking power is quite good, is not good, and Kijima, who is mainly skill-based, is even worse.

"Ping!"

He could only force the swing of the bat.

As a result, the bat hit the white ball, and he felt like his bat was about to break.

Thankfully, he's now using a metal rod.

Otherwise, the situation may be quite dangerous.

The white ball was hit and landed in front of the pitcher.

Kijima endured the soreness in his hands and prepared to run to first base.

If it is usual, this kind of pitcher has a ball in front of him, but he doesn't actually have to run.

Ironclad out.

But the opponent is that Roshan, it's different.

Looking at his size, I also know that his movement speed must be that the old cow pulls the broken car, so slow that it can't be done.

In this case, Kijima thinks that he still has a good chance of making it to base.

But I didn't expect that Muto Mountain, although it looks like a Roshan, but the speed of action is not slow at all.

In a few steps, he walked in front of the baseball, grabbed it in his hand, and passed it directly to first base.

It was only when he got closer that Kijima could see the hands clearly.

What kind of hands are they?

Contrary to his size, those hands weren't as big as they thought.

A pair of small hands that look white and tender.

It's hard to imagine that such a pair of fleshy little hands have such great power!

"Smack!"

"Out !!"

That's how Kijima is out.

The beaters of Qingdao High School had nothing to do in the face of this Roshan.

Today, Sawamura is still in the third base.

Supposedly, when Yukiichi didn't play, he should be a proper fourth baseman. But today the situation was a little special, and the fourth baton was handed over to the newcomer who was most trusted by the Kataoka superintendent.

I don't know what the coaching staff and Kataoka really think? Sawamura Eijun didn't bother to pay attention to it, and continued to complete his third mission.

Vaguely, Sawamura Eijun actually knows.

Superintendent Kataoka, probably not wanting to put all the burden on him, ace pitcher, captain, fourth baseman.

Of these, Sawamura probably had to unload one.

The position of ace pitcher, he could not be removed no matter what.

Even if he wanted to, the coaching staff and players of Seido High School would not have agreed.

Then the remaining two, one is the captain and the other is the four-stick.

Superintendent Kataoka probably already had a plan.

Of course, that's all for later.

Sawamura's task now is to find a way to deal with this Roshan first.

Mt. Muto.

This name is in Sawamura's previous memory. Never appeared.

It's not impossible.

After all, the current king of Gunma Prefecture is Hakuryu High School. As long as there is no way to defeat White Dragon High School, it is impossible for them to advance to the national team, and it is naturally impossible for them to compete with Qingdao High School.

Occasionally, he may have been covered by one or two media outlets.

With Sawamura's current training intensity, he doesn't have time to pay attention either. Maybe I saw it, but I just swept it away, and I didn't take it to heart.

In short, he was not impressed.

But actually fighting this guy feels extraordinary.

Such a furious pitcher relies entirely on brute force to suppress his opponent.

It's the first time I've seen Eijun Sawamura.

Compete for strength!

To tell the truth, Sawamura really doesn't care much.

Although he is not known for his strength, he can make a name for himself in the big leagues. Of course, Sawamura Eijun also has a way to deal with this kind of pitcher.

The opponent had poor possession and was only able to throw the ball on target.

Also because of unstable possession, the ball can deflect into the corner.

Therefore, it is not possible to aim at the center of the dead eye.

But on the whole, the ball thrown by this Roshan is not a difficult way to hit.

Takatsu and Kijima illustrate this point with practical actions.

They all hit the ball, although they didn't play well. But it can be seen that it is just suppressed by the power of the other party!

Crack that power, and the ball should not be difficult to hit.

Sawamura Eijun, who stood in the strike zone, lifted the bat in his hand high.

At the same time, his body was like a twisted twist.

The reason why Sawamura was able to score so many home runs was not because of how strong he was.

The real reason is that he has a soft body and flexible joints.

Theoretically, the greater the amplitude of the swing, the stronger the power that can be brought out. Ordinary people can't lift the bat back indefinitely, and even if they do put on that posture, it will affect their own blows.

Sawamura Eijun is different.

He was born with soft joints.

Even if he lifts the bat to a level that looks awkward to others, he can use his power perfectly.

Even because of the extended acceleration, the momentum of his swing is even more amazing!

Isn't the opponent the ball powerful?

Then sweep the ball out with more power than the opponent's strength.

As soon as Sawamura Eisan opened the stance, the opponent's pitch flew over.

"Whoosh!"

The ball that fat dun threw was not very fast.

Judging from Sawamura's own visual observation, the ball speed is only about 145 kilometers.

It's not that this ball speed isn't considered a fast ball among high school students. It's certainly a very typical fast ball, but it doesn't fall into the category of despair.

Of the pitchers Sawamura has seen, this ball speed is really average.

It's not about the speed of the ball, it's about the power of the ball!

The specific cause is unknown, and can only be judged from the results just now. The ball thrown by this little chubby mound should be very heavy.

"Then I'll try it, how much does this ball weigh?"

Sawamura Eijun made up his mind and waved his stick unceremoniously at the flying white ball.

He had his eye on the baseball and swung it out of his hand.

"Ping..."

The bat hit the small white ball, and Sawamura felt like his bat had hit a wall.

It's so heavy!!

The anti-shock force from his arm was much heavier than Sawamura had expected.

This feeling, let alone being a pitcher in high school. Even in the big leagues, it's very rare.

It is important to know that the physical fitness gap between yellow people and white people and black people is real.

The simple explosive competition, that is, the 100-meter field of the Olympic Games.

As long as they make it to the finals, the vast majority of them are black. Occasionally interspersed with a few Caucasians.

Whenever there is a yellow person in this, it is definitely big news.

That's the gap.

Can you say that those yellows don't train hard?

The reality is quite the opposite.

In terms of hard training, the free-spirited blacks and whites are far behind the yellows.

But they're still no match for others?

This is the racial gap.

A pitcher with this kind of strange power in the major leagues, Sawamura Eijun has also seen it.

The little chubby dun in front of him, even among those people, cannot be regarded as a weakling.

"It's a baby!"

As long as this guy doesn't die, he doesn't need to have a career background, and he can go to the minor league for an interview by himself.

And it's sure to work.

There are ten pitchers on a team, and there are all kinds of people in a variety of roles.

I believe that all the bosses will not mind, there is such a pitcher under their hands.

The small white ball that was knocked out flew high and became a high flying ball.

In the end, he was picked up and killed by the outfielders.

Feeling disgraced, Sawamura Eijun spread the bat in his hand and returned to his rest area listlessly.

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

It can be so simple, let the first three sticks of Qingdao High School go up and down three times.

It is said that it is enough for these players from Hakuba Hara University to celebrate, and they are off to a good start.

But surprisingly, no one celebrated.

Everyone looked at Sawamura in amazement, as if looking at an unknown monster.

"He actually hit Muto's ball into the outfield!"

"It should be said that he deserves to be the Great Demon King."

"That's so strong!"

"It's a completely different level from us."

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After returning to the rest area, the friends of the baseball club of Qingdao High School were also listless one by one.

The overall strength of the other party is actually very average, and Qingdao High School wants to solve their minute-by-minute affairs.

But the premise is to be able to score points first in front of this monster fat man.

Otherwise, it's all empty talk.

"Strange, Mima said they solved this fat man. Could it be that in Bailong University, there are beaters who can restrain this fat man? ”

Although Miyuki didn't play in person, he also knew that Muto's pitch must be extraordinary.

Even Sawamura Rongchun has suffered a loss, there is no reason, the players from White Dragon High School will perform better.

In fact, except for Soichiro Mima.

Yu Yuichi couldn't even think of any beaters who could do it in White Dragon Academy.

"It's definitely not that easy for them to get that fat ball out."

Sawamura gave a judgment with great certainty.

It's not that he's presumptuous.

This kind of monster appears in high school, which is equal to the existence of small invincible.

His very existence is not justified.

At the level of a high school baseball player, it's really not easy to solve him.

It's no longer a matter of skill and tactics.

It's a different level of strength.

If the previous third-year seniors hadn't retired, there were two seniors who might be able to deal with the guy in front of them.

Tetsuya Yuki and the previous senior in Sawamura's bedroom, Masuko Toru.

The two of them are born with strange powers, and the other has practiced the blow to the point of perfection.

It's possible to hit this kind of ball.

The others have one and one count, none of them have such ability.

Including Sawamura Eijun himself.

He also needs luck to hit this kind of ball.

The point is that this fat man's control of the ball is not accurate, and there is no way to predict where the ball will go?

There is also a slight variation in the ball thrown.

In this way, Sawamura used a small stick, and he couldn't hit the ball at all.

If you use a big stick, it will be difficult to hit the center of the ball.

It can be said that it is a dilemma.

It's actually the same with Miyuki.

The opponent's possession of the ball is not good!

In this way, even Miyuki can accurately predict what the opponent will throw. He won't necessarily be able to hit the ball either......

Because the ball thrown by the opponent is likely to be 108,000 miles away from the ball he wants to throw.

Judging from the level of the players in the baseball club of Seido High School, Mutoyama is actually not a very good pitcher.

He has almost nothing but his terrifying ball power.

You can eat it all over the world with one trick.

Relying on his terrifying ball power, the friends of the baseball club of Qingdao High School have nothing to do with him.

It's as if a person has touched a hedgehog.

Compared with the strength of the two, adults are definitely much stronger than hedgehogs.

But it's hard for the two to fight.

Because people simply can't find a place to start.

If you really want to solve this battle, you have to find a weapon.

This is the dilemma that the Seido High School baseball club is facing now.

If they want to deal with Mt. Muto, they must find the right weapon.

"How did those guys from White Dragon High School deal with it?"

Kuramochi muttered dissatisfiedly.

Yukiichi also shook his head: "Mima, he didn't say it!" ”

Sawamura nodded secretly.

"They didn't say it doesn't matter, we can guess, with the characteristics of White Dragon University, there are actually real ways to solve this kind of battle."

And he made a start. Miyuki and Watanabe immediately showed expressions of sudden realization.

Talking to smart people is effortless.

Sawamura nodded affirmatively at the two.

That means they're right.

"Can we also draw gourds in the same way?"

"I'm afraid it's very difficult, the weapons that the White Dragon Academy has, we don't have now."

The chatting of a few people in the clouds and mountains can suffocate the warehouse on the side.

"Can you guys say something we understand?"

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