PS: Well, the average order officially fell below four hundred, and the 24-hour single chapter was less than two hundred, which is quite "beautiful" However, life has to go on, Xiaoye still has to be honest and honest, and sit back and see how far it can fall.

Would you rather get a ball than go to base? Very enlightened, little ghost, then, let me see if you really have such a strong heart!!

Pitcher mound.

Narumiya looked at Tojo Hideaki with a resolute look on the strike zone, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and this thought flashed in his heart.

“playball”

Little ghost, it's too early for you to deal with me!!

The first ball, longitudinal slide!!

"Whoosh"

Raised arms.

At that moment, a flash of light rushed out of the room, flashing in the direction of home plate not far away.

Sharp brilliance at a glance.

Strike zone.

Hideaki Tojo's pupils shrank.

It seemed too late to react.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

Precise path control, slide into the lane from the side-down position.

Hideaki Tojo could only watch the ball.

I couldn't help frowning and gritted my teeth.

The second ball, the same outside corner position, this time was a straight ball in the low post.

"Huh"

Once again, it's time to raise your hand.

A bright white light flashed out.

When the sharp ball shadow shook.

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

The ball speed of nearly 150KM, the pressure that came to the face, rolled in, and Tojo on the hitting area couldn't help but breathe, and subconsciously shook the bat.

"Huh"

"Pong"

The moment the ball and bat collide.

A loud bang rang out.

The violent vibration transmitted from the bat revealed a faint and ugly look in Tojo's pupils.

It's fast, it's heavy, it's tricky.

"Whoosh"

The ball that was barely thrown.

Didn't hold the ball down at all, and was also suppressed in power.

The ball bounced off and slammed into the ground in front of home plate.

"Bang"

A dull thud came.

On the pitcher's mound, Narumi Cheng Gong smiled faintly, caught the incoming ball with his backhand sleeve steadily, and threw it to first base.

It was firmly caught in the ball sleeve by Yamaoka Riku.

"Smack"

"Out"

In the strike zone, Tojo had already given up treatment, and after seeing the direction of the ball and Narumiya's waiting for the ball, he couldn't hang his arm weakly.

A look of self-deprecation came to his face.

There is still a big gap between myself and this prince.

Tojo walked off the scene with a look of loneliness.

"Eight bats, third baseman, Tsukasa-kun."

Qingdao's lower line, for Cheng Gong Ming, is really the kind of experience baby who gives people away, there is no threat ability at all, in terms of strength, it can't be suppressed into Gong Ming's ball power, but it has to be suppressed by Cheng Gong Ming.

In terms of technique, Narumiya's pitching can be called art.

Whether it is the play of ball speed, the control of the ball path, or the power of the tail, they are even more incomparable to Nari Chenggong.

Complete strength suppression.

It's almost a one-dimensional gap.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange!!"

Shoji Tsumigasa had no ability to resist the strikeout, and then the nine-stick Aso Zun was also solved by Narumi Narumiya's three balls, and there was no perfect pitch from a hitter in the three innings.

The strength of Narumiya is fully revealed!!

"It's really powerful, Naruto, that guy...

Yu Xing was in the bench, wearing the catcher's protective gear, while looking at the proud figure of Cheng Gongming not far away, and said in a solemn tone.

"Yes, that's the real Chenggong senior."

Rong Chun nodded lightly on the side, and said with the same solemn expression.

"However, I believe that my family's ace will not lose to him, let Ming take a look at the real strength posture after we come back from that place, that holy land!!"

Miyuki smiled slightly, revealing a row of bright white teeth, and his refreshing smile carried Miyuki's unique charm.

"Ah, yes!!"

"In the first half of the fourth inning, the attack of Inagi Industry, four bats, pitcher, Narumiya-kun."

Here comes the third ace duel of the game.

Still cold.

Still dignified atmosphere.

“playball”

This time, I'm going to take down Naru's outs, Sawamura!

Ah, I know, Miyuki Senpai!!

This time, if the injury is aggravated to a certain extent, it is definitely necessary to win the number of Cheng Gongming's outs.

Rong Chun's left hand clenched the ball in his hand a little harder, and there was a look of determination in the depths of his eyes.

You want to take advantage of the situation from the beginning, Sawamura!

First goal, Carter in the inside corner.

Rong Chun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.

The right leg raised high suddenly stepped forward.

The left arm roared down, and the electric light beating on the fingers was extremely dazzling at that moment.

"Whoosh"

Lightning gallops.

On the occasion of the shimmer.

The flickering ball of light flew past.

On the strike zone, Narumiya's pupils shrank, reflecting the trajectory of the incoming ball.

"Boom"

The rolling waves of air, the oppressive force from the pavement.

made Cheng Gongming instantly realize that the Sawamura Rongchun in front of him was definitely the most real him, and he could never be measured by him who was at the last table.

The depressed center of gravity, the shape of the front drive.

"Huh"

A bat that dances with all its might.

A path that refracts in.

The ball seemed to disappear in an instant, but Cheng Gongming didn't have the slightest panic.

It's still a sharp striker twist.

A super-high-speed bat dances.

"Pong !!"

One step ahead of the volley, the ball slammed into the bat and made a violent noise.

Shocks on the ball front.

The feeling of the palm.

Although Cheng Gongming's expression did not change, a faint cold color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Drink!"

Take a snort.

A bat that is swung vigorously.

Flying out of the ball.

"Bang"

The ball slammed into the boundary line of third base and bounced off the boundary.

"Out-of-bounds!!"

The rapid change, as well as the refraction of that angle, and the weight just now, sure enough, you didn't do your best in the last seat.

This kind of duel is in line with my heart, and you are worth defeating, Sawamura Eijun!!!

The roaring ace roared.

The will of the trump card that swept up in an instant.

In the midst of the cold air, a fierce spark burst out.

The second ball, numbers 4, a straight ball with four seams in the inside corner, you have to throw it straight in, Sawamura!!

Miyuki moved his finger lightly and drew a code.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun nodded slightly.

Another step, the sudden movement, the swinging arms.

"Whoosh"

The white light shone brightly, and it flickered in the sky.

Radiance gallops.

Cheng Gong Ming puffed up all his strength, and his footsteps suddenly pulled away, and the ball was dancing.

"Pong"

Once again collided with the ball light.

Roaring.

Once again, the ball bounced out of home plate, towards the far corner.

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Quick adaptability and reflexes.

Naruto, this guy, dynamic vision is getting stronger and stronger, and this accurate ball sense, should it be said that he is worthy of being a pitcher?

Well, we can't keep our hands either. Sawamura!

At home base, Miyuki's eyes danced with a different kind of brilliance, and his fingers moved lightly underneath, and he drew a code.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingers couldn't help but force lightly.

Third Goal !!

Two suture balls!!