After hearing Momoya's translation, the three RB team members immediately objected, muttering and arguing with Momoya with solemn faces.

Obviously, they are not optimistic about Qi Dong, thinking that he has played a few rounds as a stalwort, although there are many mistakes, it is finally a little useful, but a novice to be a bowler is simply an act of giving points to the opponent.

Gao Jianbo snorted: "Phew, I didn't expect these little RBs to be so shameless, obviously it was an entertainment game and they deliberately played like this!"

Li Shuwen expressed his concern: "Qi Dong, can you really do it? I'm just a three-legged cat for baseball, so why don't you let those RB people play." ”

Fang Qiwen was not surprisingly on Qi Dong's side: "I believe in Qi Dong." ”

Qi Dong nodded gratefully at Fang Qiwen and said, "After watching so many games, I also know the rules of the game almost well, as long as the bowler makes the opponent unable to hit the ball." ”

How can it be so simple!

Li Shuwen was stunned for a moment, and his face was obviously more worried, but now is the time to unite, and he can't hit his confident teammates.

After discussion, the Chinese players finally decided to support Qi Dong, not because they believed in Qi Dong's baseball skills, but because they trusted him as a person.

At the same time, at the insistence of the RB players, the two RB players played as the first and second bats when attacking, Fang Qiwen was arranged in the third bat, and Qi Dong was the fourth.

After a short exchange, Qi Dong's original stalwart position was replaced by Li Shuwen, and he walked to the pitching area as a bowler.

At this time, Ito's first stick had already come up, and he looked quite burly, after he stood still in front of the catcher, he touched the ground with his bat, and then held his hands at the base of the bat, and the posture of holding the stick seemed to be very confident in his strength, ready to defeat Qi Dong with one blow.

After Qi Dong prepared a little, he reversed the weight of the baseball, took a deep breath, and held the baseball tightly in his right hand.

Seeing Qi Dong's action, there was an uproar in the audience, and it looked a little noisy.

"What kind of position is that, is he holding a rock?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, go down, don't be ashamed!"

"The last bowler position is okay, but a new rookie?

......

Chen Hao's live broadcast room is a different story:

"Brother Ribs, smash that guy in the face and give him a full face!"

"Do you know baseball? It's a foul to smash someone!"

"Why, didn't that little RB just now smash people with a ball?!"

"Little RB has a low quality, can we be like them?"

"Grandma's, I don't care, Brother Ribs killed Little RB!"

"Brother Ribs, come on!"

......

Qi Dong couldn't understand the words in the audience, and he didn't want to pay attention to them, so he prepared to pitch by himself.

Momotani was also a little worried when she saw Qi Dong's non-standard movements, and she kindly reminded her when she was standing on first base: "Qi Jun, you must touch the pitcher's board with your feet before pitching, and then ensure that the posture of holding the ball in front of you is still for more than one second......"

After listening to Momogu's words, Qi Dong nodded thoughtfully, and made some awkward preparations before pitching.

Ito Makoto couldn't help but laugh when he saw Qi Dong's performance off the court: "Domoto, look what that guy is doing, this is funny!"

Domoto frowned and said, "Ito, are you going too far, they are just novices after all." ”

Makoto Ito said disapprerovingly: "That's interesting, I heard that the exchange group we went to last time suffered a loss at the Koto Sports School, and now we are helping to get back face, you see that guy doesn't look like he is performing monkey tricks......"

At the moment when Makoto Ito spoke, Qi Dong was already ready.

I saw Qi Dong twist slightly, and the ball was shot in an instant.

The people around him didn't react, and the baseball had already "slammed" into the catcher's glove, and the RB player who was the catcher seemed to have been hit by gravity, and sat directly on the ground, his face under the mask was full of horror, but fortunately he didn't drop the ball.

The referee decided: Good shot!

Qi Dong hurriedly ran towards the catcher and said, "I'm sorry, I used too much strength just now, I'll use a little less force next time." ”

The catcher didn't understand Qi Dong's words, but he could see the apology from Qi Dong's expression, he waved his hand, signaled that he was okay, and squatted down again, but this time he leaned forward a little.

Qi Dong saw that his players were fine, so he returned to the pitching area to prepare for the second throw.

Ito's first shot didn't react until now, with a look of shame, he tightened the bat in his hand and stared at Qi Dong's second shot.

"Bang!" and another good shot.

The catcher on Qi Dong's side grabbed the ball steadily, or rather, it was not that he grabbed the ball, but Qi Dong smashed the ball directly into his glove, this time he was prepared and withstood the impact, of course, it was also the reason why Qi Dong lightened his strength.

The RB audience in the audience suddenly quieted down, originally they thought that Qi Dong was just a pure novice, but these two consecutive good balls made the batsman's bat fail to shoot, which made them lose their words suddenly.

Ito Makoto's face also became iron-blue, the first time it could be said to be luck, but after two consecutive times, I have to say that Qi Dong is very talented in pitching, he is a professional bowler, and it can be seen that Qi Dong's two shots are almost exactly the same, and there is not much change in even the way of the ball, it is completely based on speed, which makes people unable to keep up with the speed of reaction!

The other team members who were guarding on Qi Dong's side, except for Fang Qiwen's normal face, the others were already stunned, especially the two RB team members who were guarding the inner and outer fields, unknowingly left the garrison area and approached Qi Dong, wanting to see what was going on.

Momoya couldn't hide his joy, shouting loudly in Japanese, almost jumping up and biting, Qi Dong couldn't understand it, it is estimated that this excitement can only be expressed in his native language.

Chen Hao's live broadcast room was completely opposite to the scene, after Qi Dong's pitching, the climax caused by waves was higher and higher.

"Brother Ribs, smash that little RB with gloves to death!"

"Sand sculpture, that catcher is my own person!"

"Brother Pork Ribs, Knock Knock!"

"This RB girl is still real!"

"Do you know what the ribs throw, and where are the baseball experts?"

"We're tired!"

"According to my thirty years of baseball experience, Brother Ribs' trick should be a mastery of Peach Blossom Island!"

"you, it's obviously the highest martial arts six-vein divine sword of the Dali Duan clan!"

"!"

......

With the RB players of the first and second bats, they were knocked out by Qi Dong one after another, and Makoto Ito, who was the third bat, came on the field.

Makoto Ito walked to the batting area with a stick in one hand on his shoulder, and the spectators, who had been silent for a long time, finally became lively, this is the role of star players, who can give people great confidence as soon as they get on the court.

After Ito Makoto stood still, he picked up the bat and raised it with one hand, "pointed the sword" at Qi Dong, and said in a voice like a bell: "Hmph! I have seen through you!"

The audience at the scene boiled all at once:

"Ito-san, come on!"

"Ito-kun, Ito-kun, the world's first Ito-kun!"

"Ito-kun finally put away the mentality of having fun, is he going to be serious?!"

"Masaka? Ito-kun has been silent for a long time, is it finally about to erupt?!"

"Roar...... I can already feel my blood boiling!"

......

Ito Makoto's words made the audience feel like they had been beaten with chicken blood, but Qi Dong's face still had no expression, just staring at Ito Makoto's bat.

Makoto Ito swung his bat and moved his feet to find a comfortable position, his eyes under the helmet were sharp, and he looked murderous.

Qi Dong held the baseball in front of him, and he was still in the same position of holding the ball that was criticized by people who knew baseball, but this time no one dared to laugh at him.

After standing still for about a second, Qi Dong raised his leg and turned around, and the baseball shot instantly, and the route of the ball was slightly higher than before.