The bat in Sawamura's hand brushed past the flying baseball. No one touched each other. The baseball fell directly into the glove of the catcher of Shilun Middle School.
"nice shot!"
"Hey, I'm sorry, because I haven't swung for too long, and my body is rusted."
Sawamura's face was not blushing or panting, and he was talking loudly. From the expression on his face, he could not see the slightest embarrassment.
At this time, Shi Lun's pitcher Miki was also annoyed. It's a pity that he regarded Sawamura as a very strong opponent before, but he didn't expect that the other party was just an embroidered pillow on the surface.
With this fight, Miki's pitching became more relaxed.
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"Strike, strike out."
With three strikes in a row, Sawamura was struck out.
"There is an old saying in China that failure is success, his mother, we found his mother first!"
The blow was struck out, and when Sawamura returned to the Akagi rest area, he said boldly. I didn't want him to speak, and immediately greeted the ridicule of Qiqi's friends in Chicheng.
"Since it's a trump card, you can act like a trump card."
"It's so embarrassing."
"Captain has this virtue, what hope do we have?"
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Because the little friends were concentrating on complaining about Zecun, it was very miraculous that their originally tense emotions relaxed unconsciously.
The game continues.
"Strike, strike, strike, strikeout!
Akagi's little friend, after all, the time he has been in contact with baseball is very short. Facing a pitching speed of 110 kilometers, it was very difficult to deal with.
After Sawamura, two more friends were struck out. Three outs, the two sides exchanged offense and defense.
At this time, the children of Shi Lun's Second Army are about to fly with high morale.
Akagi, it really is a fish-belly team, **** is fine!
However, for the first time, it would be nice to meet such an opponent. At least they can pass this game and play with confidence. Akagi with fish belly is just as valuable to them.
"Come on!"
"Boldly hit and beat the pitcher."
Due to the good performance of pitcher Miki, the little friends of Shi Lun Middle School also looked very imposing when they cheered.
They wanted a big victory to commemorate the first battle after the establishment of the Second Army of Shi Lun.
"The atmosphere is a bit strange."
Coach Shi Lun, who was a guest referee at home plate, always felt that something was wrong there. But if you really want him to say that there is a problem there, he can't say it.
How weird!
In the second half of the game, Shi Lun Middle School attacked.
At this time, Sawamura stood on the pitcher's mound, and his partner was naturally Yamaguchi.
On the pitching mound, Sawamura was not affected by his previous strikeout. Instead, he was radiant...
Finally, finally, on the pitching mound again.
And it's still playing!
"Hoo~"
Taking a deep breath, Sawamura suddenly shouted to the guards behind him, "I'll keep letting them out, and the guards behind me are all up to you!"
Hearing Sawamura's words, Akagi's little friends changed expressions one by one.
The founder of the team, the captain, asked them so solemnly, and trusted them so much!
Inexplicably, the little friends felt that their blood was boiling all over. As a man, how could they live up to their brother's expectations?
"Leave it to us."
"Let them fight, we will stop it."
Although the calf was still spinning, and even though he was still afraid of the baseball approaching, Akagi's friends still firmly shouted words of support for Sawamura.
In the position of the home plate referee, Shi Lun's coach finally understood that something was wrong.
Akagi, who was nervous to death just now and was about to collapse, has now miraculously relaxed, and each one is still scary with high fighting spirit.
He glanced thoughtfully at the boy on the pitcher mound, and was extremely surprised.
This pitcher named Sawamura did it on purpose and made a fool of himself. The purpose was to let everyone relax and relieve the pressure...
Under the spotlight, Sawamura made his first shot.
"Whoosh!"
The baseball flew out of Sawamura's hand like a beam of laser light.
So fast!
Shi Lun's hitter looked at the baseball in front of him in disbelief, as if he'd seen a ghost in broad daylight, with a hopeless expression on his face.
They also knew a little about their opponents before.
Akagi is a grass team that has just been established. Like most of Shi Lun's second army, their players are freshmen who have just entered the school.
This Sawamura, also a first-year student at Akagi Middle School, was just twelve years old.
But, how can his ball be so fast?
"Snapped!"
The baseball smashed into the glove, making a thrilling sound.
This voice was heavy in the hearts of the friends of Shi Lun Middle School.
Not only is the speed of the ball fast, but the power of the ball is also frightening.
With their eyes, it is still impossible to accurately judge Sawamura's actual ball speed.
But coach Shi Lun, who is the referee, is different. He can judge the speed of Sawamura's ball.
Sawamura's pitching has a speed of at least 120 kilometers!
For freshmen who have just entered middle school, this is not bad, it is amazing!
Twelve to fourteen is the fastest stage of physical development for boys. There is a big difference in physical fitness between first-year middle school players and third-year players, and the same is true for strength.
Although the ball speed of 120 is not very fast in middle school, it is definitely above the average level.
Most of this is still in the third grade, and the first grade has such a level of pitching. The coach of UU Reading Shi Lun hadn't even heard of it before.
You know, Sawamura and the others were just graduating elementary school students two months ago.
Shi Lun's coach suddenly had a peculiar insight, the future of this young man is absolutely limitless!
"Strike, strike, strike, strikeout!"
"Strike, strike, strike, strikeout!"
"strike out!!"
Shi Lun's so-called Second Army was just formed because there were too many new students joining and one team could not be recruited. Compared with Chicheng's little friends, their own level is a bit stronger, but it is also limited.
Although Sawamura has been concentrating on honing his ball speed and power since his rebirth. For this reason, he even temporarily sealed his pitching posture and the original natural change of the ball.
Without the experience of rebirth, Sawamura may not yet understand the true use of straight **** and ball speed.
But with such an experience, it is different. No matter what, he will not take the detours before.
What is ball speed?
I really want to find a word to describe it, all Sawamura can think of is chakra, inner strength, domineering, mind power...
In short, without it, it is very difficult for you to become a top player. (Of course it is difficult and not absolute, at least there are alternative pitchers such as butterfly balls.)
But once you have it, it will be different. It is like a super master of internal skills, even touching flowers and flying leaves can hurt people.
Even an ordinary changing ball, with absolute ball speed, can display amazing power.
In his previous life, Sawamura had reached the top of the ball of change, and he was very complacent, thinking that he was only one step away from a legendary superstar. But when he arrived in the major leagues, he discovered that for those monsters who swing their bats with all their strength, the sharp changes in pitching are not so useful.