Chapter 350: The Dragon of the Emperor's Eastern War

Can you hit this ball directly when you see it for the first time?

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun's gaze in the direction of Qian Xiangang was full of jealousy, you know, this is not a simple carter ball, but a ball that has been improved by him.

Although it has not yet reached the most satisfactory point, it is also due to the weather that the possession is not so stable.

However, it is definitely not something that ordinary beaters can deal with, but this four-stick captain of Didong can actually react at the first sight, of course, the distance between reacting and knocking out a hit, the blow just now, is also obvious outside the bounds, and there is no such thing as a fluke falling out of bounds.

Rather, it is the inevitable result of the situation of angle, timing, and ball power suppression.

However, the change of being able to catch the ball in that moment, and the terrifying speed of swinging the bat, has proved that the hitter in front of him can never be measured by common sense, and once he throws a simple ball, it is a matter of course to be blasted out.

"It's no wonder that in the original book, you can hit a home run with the third-year Narumiya Ming's seniors, and it's really a terrifying hitter."

Rong Chun's left hand couldn't help but clench slightly.

Don't talk about Rong Chun, at home base, Yu Xing couldn't stop the amazement in his heart, he can be regarded as the person who watched the blow just now at the closest distance.

Superhuman reflexes.

The terrifying speed of swinging the bat, when the bat danced, Miyuki could clearly see the full oppressive force that emanated.

"It should be said that fortunately, the first goal was chosen by Carter Ball? Changing to other ball paths, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous, then, next, the ball control is more subtle, Sawamura, the second ball, the low ball in the outside corner, you have to completely lower the ball road, once it's high, you know the consequences, Sawamura. ”

Yuyuki's fingers moved slightly, and he looked at Rong Chun with a solemn gaze.

On the pitcher's mound.

Rong Chun nodded solemnly.

The spirit is concentrated on one point, on this rainy day, the sensitivity of the fingers has been affected, and besides, the current Rong Chun can't control the ball in the nine squares, but only to control the ball above the four corners.

A slight negligence.

There will be a burst of shots.

Take your body relaxed and don't put too much pressure on your fingers.

The power of cohesion.

Burst out in an instant, at this time.

"Boom!"

Rong Chun's footsteps suddenly stepped out, and his left arm was completely waved down.

"Huh"

A little chill is flying out here.

When it shined in the sky above the infield, that piece of brilliance was reflected in Qian Xiangang's pupils, and the body that was violently pulled apart, fixed at an accurate angle, and slid down to the side.

A standard striking stance with perfect power control.

"Huh"

The sound of a sonic boom rubbing and exploding in the rain.

This is the aura of a top-notch hitter.

The distance is close at hand, the zero point encounter, and the moment when the ball is awe-inspiring.

The bat whizzed.

When the shadow of the ball and the bat were about to overlap and stagger, the swinging bat seemed to be a little higher, and the light of the passing ball shuttled under the bat.

"Smack"

In the drizzle, the sound of the ball burrowing into the sleeve was so clear and pleasant.

"Good Ball !!"

"Oh oh, the perfect low ball in the outside corner, just two goals, Sawamura-kun chased Qianjun down." In the stands, when the audience was staring intently at home plate, on the other side, Owada Akiko couldn't help but cover her lips and said in a low voice.

"Sawamura-kun's ball control is becoming more and more exquisite, especially the low ball in the outside corner, as well as the inside corner kick straight into the chest, these two balls are the winning ball of Sawamura in the earliest days, and now it is more and more handy to use."

Feng Fujifu on the side also said with a look of emotion.

In the bench, Superintendent Okamoto of Teito High School had a more serious face.

Practicing in the cowshed, Xiang Jing Sun's eyes looking in the direction of Rong Chun, who kept his body warm, vaguely revealed a complicated look.

At this moment, in the middle of the court.

The three people who faced off had no intention of thinking about other things, at this time, in their eyes, there was only each other's existence, and their goal was only to defeat each other, nothing more.

"The first ball is Carter's ball, and the video looks, a little worse, the second ball in the outer corner of the straight ball, the position is very tricky, listen to the sound, the tail is also very strong, this pitcher is in very good condition, but, after all, it is still affected by the rain, he is now in the control of the change ball, definitely not as handy as usual, this is an opportunity!"

A cold light flashed in Qianxian Gang's pupils.

The figure retreated slightly, and he held a long bat, this action fell in the eyes of Yu Xing on the side, which made Yu Xing's heart feel cold, and he couldn't help but raise his evaluation of Qian Xiangang again.

This beater, the insight and judgment on the spot, is terrible.

Groaning slightly, in an instant, Miyuki made a decision.

Then, on our side, we can't give you so much satisfaction.

Now they have the advantage in the number of balls, and they must continue to attack and not give him a chance to breathe.

The next ball, the high ball in the inside corner, must overwhelm the opponent in momentum.

Miyuki decisively gave a code.

Rong Chun didn't hesitate, and once again stepped away and raised his arms.

In this fog.

"Huh"

A bright light roared out at this time.

A cold and oppressive force swept in.

"Huh"

From the bottom up, the beating forward, Qian Xiangang unconsciously used his own experience as the basis for judgment, constantly correcting the deviation of the strike.

"Pong"

"Bang!"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

After the first Carter ball, Miyuki asked for three straight balls in a row, and the main thing is that in this weather, the risk of any change of ball is extremely high.

Moreover, the purpose of such a vote is also to...

"It's really tough, then, the next ball, the speed ball."

A straight ball of 140km that is felt to the naked eye is a variable speed ball thrown after that.

It must be a sharp ball that all hitters have to react half a beat slower.

"Huh"

The surging light, the swiftness when he shot, but on the way, the space that seemed to stop in an instant, Qianxian Gang's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Huh"

Then it is very clear in his mind, but the consciousness of the body is a little slow after all, not to mention, this is the first time that Qian Xiangang has seen Rong Chun's speed ball after facing three straight balls in a row.

"Pong"

The deviation of the angle made Qian Xiangang's entire striking posture a little broken.

"Huh"

The ball bounced out and slammed into the surface of third base.

At third base, Shoji Tsukasa quickly moved forward.

When the ball landed at the point, a probe firmly scooped the ball into the ball sleeve, and at the backhand moment, it was thrown to the direction of first base.

"Smack"

Kenta Maezono caught the ball steadily.

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