Chapter Twenty-Three: I've Been Slapped in the Face!

What are the benefits of choosing a weak team?

The benefits are obvious, at least you don't have to worry about not having a chance.

The Yakushi High School baseball team, among the baseball teams of Tokyo High School, is one of the weaker ones.

Although it is not to the extent of a round tour, the team's heritage is not much different from that of a team that travels in a round.

The baseball department is such a hot department, and there are only 11 freshmen in total.

In an orientation game, 9 were directly sent to the field.

Don't worry about the remaining two.

As the game progresses, they will definitely get a chance to play.

Rather than worrying about the opportunity to play, the freshmen should be more worried about whether the 11 of them can hold on until the end of the game.

The newcomers who have just come on the field are all very imposing.

A posture that wants to pull the senior off the horse and replace him.

But their momentum did not make Li Lei feel at ease at all.

"It seems that in this game, the only one you can rely on is yourself."

Li Lei thought secretly in his heart.

It was also at this time that the first stick of the second and third grade seniors on the field had already stood in the strike zone.

The senior's name is Fukuda, and he is one of the core players of the Yakushi High School baseball team.

While Li Lei was observing his opponent, Fukuda was also observing Li Lei.

"Is we the only international baseball student on our baseball team?"

Li Lei's identity is public, so many seniors in the baseball club will subconsciously look up to him.

But what kind of strength does Li Lei have?

They don't know anything.

"I don't believe that this little guy's pitching will be stronger than Sanada's?"

Fukuda clutched the bat in his hand tightly, with a posture of waiting.

Li Lei on the pitcher's hill didn't seem to feel Fukuda's momentum at all.

He lifted his leg high and then fell hard, the baseball in his hand whizzing out as his weight shifted.

"Whew!"

Even as an opponent, Fukuda couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Li Lei pitching for the first time.

What a beautiful pitching move!

Li Lei's pitching action is not only standard, but the whole pitching process is like flowing water.

Give the opponent the feeling as if the dancer is dancing.

Let Fukuda have an instant obsession.

By the time he came to his senses, a white baseball had flashed in front of him.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

Li Lei's pitching is not just pleasing to the eye.

His pitching is also very sharp.

With just one goal, he made the second- and third-grade seniors of the pharmacist high school baseball team all silent.

After two or three seconds, the second- and third-grade seniors who were watching the game in the rest area subconsciously swallowed.

"Oh my God!"

"High angle limit inside corner and good shots. This guy's ability to control the ball, I'm afraid it's ......"

"It could also be a coincidence."

"Coincidentally, he's a baseball student. If he didn't have two brushes, how could the overseer and the headmaster get him? ”

In the face of the exclamations around him and the praise that Mishima shouted, Li Lei was expressionless.

He learned this from an elder in China.

It's best for the pitcher's emotions not to leak out, just like a cold and ruthless pitching machine......

Only in this way will it not be easy for the other party to catch your weaknesses.

Whether it's emotional, it's technical.

"Whew!"

Without waiting for the surrounding exclamations to end, Li Lei's second ball was thrown.

The first ball is a corner with a high inside corner, and the second ball is a corner with a low outside corner.

Such a diagonal line obviously disturbed the vision of the beater Fukuda.

He shouted hateful over and over again in his heart, but he never had a way to catch the rhythm of Li Lei's throwing.

"Smack!"

The baseball slipped steadily into the catcher's glove.

"Good shot!"

After chasing the hitter, Li Lei shot the third goal.

"Whew!"

First an inside corner, then an outside corner, just when Fukuda thought Li Lei would keep throwing the ball into the corner.

He hit the middle of the ball on the third pitch.

"Look down on people less!"

Seeing such an obvious hit ball, Fukuda's inner anger instantly climbed to the extreme.

Li Lei's ball speed is not fast, such a mid-ball is simply a live target for Fukuda.

He couldn't have let it go!

Holding the bat in his hand tightly with both hands, Fukuda even used the strength to feed.

"Let's go, you!"

"Buzz!"

In the process of swinging the stick, Fukuda made a lot of sound of breaking the air.

Judging from this sound of breaking the air, Fukuda's swing is definitely not bad.

Among the high school players, he should be regarded as a relatively strong fighter.

However, it is a hitter of this level that is his all-out swing.

In the end, he didn't even touch a single hair.

The moment the bat is about to hit the baseball, the baseball falls rapidly.

The hitters didn't understand what was going on, and the bats and baseballs staggered.

Fukuda, who waved his stick, was stunned in his eyes.

"Where's the ball?"

In his own sight, he clearly felt like he was about to hit the ball.

Why, in the end, the ball disappeared?

Before Fukuda could figure it out, the baseball got into the catcher's glove.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

As soon as Li Lei came on the court, he scored a clean strikeout.

The friends of the freshman team suddenly raised their eyebrows.

Especially the three guys in the outfield, as well as the two rookie guys on the bench.

Because of their lack of strength, they have been afraid that they will drag the new team back.

Now it seems that their worries are unnecessary.

The strength of the freshman team is very strong, and it is estimated that those guys have never pinned their victory or defeat on them.

There are pitchers like Li Lei, and there are hitters like Bang Lei City.

Can they still lose the game?

Hong Leizang, who was a guest referee, raised his head and looked at Li Lei seriously.

Li Lei's performance was even better than he thought.

Obviously, he doesn't cooperate much with Akiba, but Li Lei can accurately throw the ball into Akiba's gloves.

And as far as today's game is concerned, Li Lei's entire pitching state is also stronger than when he played one-on-one with Lei Shi.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a competition pitcher!"

Thunder Hide sighed silently in his heart.

The seniors in the second and third grades have a feeling of being slapped in the face.

Although they had guessed before that Li Lei's strength was extraordinary.

But after the competition really started, these second- and third-grade seniors really realized that they still underestimated Li Lei.

What's wrong with this guy, it's just a monster, okay?

Li Lei can actually throw a change ball, and it is a finger fork ball of such a high level.

and with Li Lei's precise ball control.

If they want to take points from the freshmen team today, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

I remembered what they were shouting at the new students......

Are you going to do it?

The seniors of the second and third grades of the pharmacist high school baseball team felt their faces hurt hotly.

Maybe these first-grade imps are really good on the field.

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