Rong Chun stood on the strike zone with a fixed expression, and that resolute expression was reflected in the eyes of Kiryu High School's casting, both of them were extremely vigilant against Rong Chun, although Rong Chun was not a very good hitter in the Qingdao High School line, but he had an excellent ball sense and reflexes.

In this summer competition, there were also several outstanding blows.

In the face of Naruto Chenggong, he can knock out a hit.

No college ace would underestimate Rong Chun, because they knew very well that since Rong Chun could get a hitter from Cheng Gong Ming's hands, with his comparison, if they were not careful, there would be a high probability of being hit, so be cautious and cautious, this is a necessary preparation.

“playball ！！”

With the order of the referee, on the pitcher's hill, Guan Guangmei once again showed his terrifying smile, took a big step, raised his arm, Rong Chun's expression was extremely grim staring at all the movements of that Guan Guangmei, and in the next second, the arm was completely waved down, and a cold light was thrown out.

"Huh"

A sharp cold light appeared in Rong Chun's eyes.

Rong Chun's expression was awe-inspiring, and after judging the general scope of the trajectory of the incoming ball, his footsteps suddenly stepped out, and the metal bat in his hand shook vigorously.

"Smack"

It's a pity that the speed of this ball is beyond Rong Chun's imagination, and the bat will be swung to the moment.

The ball had already broken through the interception range of the metal bat, burst into the home plate, and accurately drilled into Shibata's ball sleeve behind him, making a clear sound.

"Good Ball !!"

At this time, the ball speed of "144KM" displayed on the scoreboard also made the audience exclaim again.

Rong Chun's eyes flickered slightly.

"The feeling of this straight ball is no worse than that of Chenggong's predecessors, and the particularity of the ball quality, it seems, is more threatening, and the feeling just now wants to overwhelm yourself."

Rong Chun's hands couldn't help but clench the bat harder and harder, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

Second ball.

"Huh"

Another sharp cold light.

Rong Chun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the inner corner was straight.

Subconsciously, the bat swings.

"Huh"

Whirring breath.

"Pong"

The metal bat and the ball collided with precision.

With that fierce breath, Rong Chun felt a slight cracking pain in the tiger's mouth, and the labor pain transmitted from the metal bat to the palm of his hand made Rong Chun's brows furrow.

Completely suppressed by the ball power, this swing of the bat.

"Huh"

The ball bounced out, and it flew out of third base with an extremely weak and feeble bounce.

"Out of bounds!!"

Rong Chun couldn't help but gasp, this guy, Qiuwei is really even more terrifying than the last time, is this progress? Or was the last time it was hiding its strength?

This made Rong Chun convinced once again that once there was a tricky ball path, he would rather give up than force it, otherwise, the palm of his hand would not be as simple as a shock.

However, I won't let go of the good ball that I can catch and dribble.

Clenched the bat, a look of determination flashed in Rong Chun's eyes.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad Ball"

"Huh"

"Pong"

It hurts...

"Bang"

"Out of bounds"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad balls."

With the help of the borrowing striking skills he recently learned from Ryosuke Minato, Eijun can gradually use his own not too weak strength to counter the power of Hiromi Pavilion.

Purely from the perspective of strength, Rong Chun is currently better than Kominato Ryosuke, and it is also because of the pitching that Rong Chun is slightly better in the control of arm strength, or the use of the strength of the whole body.

Plus the simulation of Ryosuke Kominato's percussion technique.

Of course, that ball power made Rong Chun a little miserable, but at least Rong Chun could still do it.

Of course, the tricky ball road, Rong Chun gave up, that kind of ball road, don't hit it first, even if it hits, with such a posture to reach the ball, their own posture must not be very good to exert force, not to mention borrowing force, once there is a leak, the palm is damaged, and the finger sensitivity is impaired, I am afraid that Rong Chun and Qingdao will have no place to cry.

Thankfully, today's referee seems to be very strict about the low ball.

Rong Chun was ready to be struck, but he didn't expect that the two goals were actually judged bad, sure enough, no matter what sports competition, strength is the most important and basic factor, but luck can also become one of the key factors that can affect the victory of the game.

At home plate, Kyohei Shibata seemed to be getting a little impatient.

I thought that I could win the number of outs with just a little effort, but now it has become so troublesome, which makes Kyohei Shibata want to go to the referee for theory.

Just thinking about it, of course.

As long as the players whose brains are not in the water know, in this case, looking for the referee theory, that is not called theory, that is called looking for death.

"Huh"

Another low outside corner light flashed.

Rong Chun's pupils shrank, and this ball was a little more inward than before, but at this moment, a bold thought flashed in Rong Chun's mind, and he still let go of this ball clearly.

This action made Shibata Kyohei show a hint of joy, but the next second, his face was a cross.

"Smack"

"Bad Ball !!"

The inopportune voice of the presiding judge sounded again, making Shibata Kyohei's face black as the bottom of a pot, is there any mistake? This ball is bad?

On the pitcher's mound, Hiromi Pavilion's expression was a little unnatural.

Superintendent Matsumoto frowned even more, such a situation judgment is a bit unfavorable for them Kiryu High School, the frequency of low balls, or the choice of the attacking side, makes the referee have a trace of subjective bias.

However, this judgment belongs to the bias of conforming to the category of rules.

This made Kiryu High School suffocated and had nowhere to vent.

"Shhh Call... ”

Rong Chun took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, with a hint of joy beating in his eyes.

LUCK！！

If this ball is judged bad, then it will be more difficult for the opponent to shoot.

In that case, the opportunity is here!!

A ray of light flashed in Rong Chun's eyes, and in an inadvertent time, he slightly shortened the bat, reduced the control of his strength, and improved the accuracy of his strike, such a choice was a bit risky, but Rong Chun firmly believed that his judgment was not wrong.

And what's even more advantageous is that Rong Chun may not know.

This thing of his was not noticed by Shibata Kyohei, and at this moment, Shibata Kyohei still had a trace of concern in his mind about the impact of the ball being judged bad, and subconsciously ignored Rong Chun's actions.

Shibata Kyohei made a code here, a code that Shibata Kyohei regretted a little later.

Curveball!!

This is the code typed by Kyohei Shibata.

Raised arms, steps forward.

"Huh"

When that glimmer of brilliance came to home plate and was intercepted by a huge black shadow, Shibata's face suddenly changed.

"Pong !!"

That violent sound sounded, and in the strike area, Rong Chun's passionate look reflected the white light that rose to the sky.

The trail of a meteor that pierced the sky.

At this moment, the audience let out an earth-shattering exclamation!!