v2 Chapter 73： : The Evolved Green Road

"It's amazing!"

Kanagawa Prefecture, an indoor gym.

Takuma watched the live video of Koshien on TV in disbelief.

At this time, the video footage just stayed on the ball speed monitor.

Ball speed: 146 kilometers!

Since Sawamura Eijun started pitching with a four-seam straight ball as his lifeline, his speed has not dropped 143 kilometers.

The previous ball speed displays were 145 kilometers, 144 kilometers, 143 kilometers, and 145 kilometers.

In the last ball, the speed of the ball reached a terrifying 146 kilometers.

If it's just a ball, it's probably a coincidence.

But for so many consecutive balls, they are all maintained at around 145 kilometers.

This shows that Sawamura Eijun's ball speed is a genuine improvement.

He, who was terrifying in the first place, may have become even more terrifying now.

"Every time I watch Sawamura-senpai's competition, it's a pleasure."

Takuma said with a smile. After he finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at his friends beside him.

"From a catcher's point of view, partnering with Sawamura-senpai should also be a very pleasant thing, right?"

Both of them had passed the special recruit of Qingdo High School before, and now they are members of the baseball club of Qingdo High School.

Even the admission procedures have been completed, but the school has not yet started, and they have not yet gone to school.

A blond-haired boy next to him said expressionlessly.

"Ball speed has gone up a notch, and with a straight ball as a lifeline, the change ball becomes more elusive to the batter."

Okumura Koshou looked at Sawamura on the screen, and an inexplicable fighting spirit burned on his body.

He couldn't wait to pick it up. Even if you stand in front of the TV, you can feel the horror of Sawamura Eijun's pitching. But the real catch of his ball, it should still be different.

What kind of pitch will it show? How will pitching change?

Good idea, try it.

People thousands of miles away can feel the growth of Sawamura Eijun.

Not to mention the audience at hand.

Akiko Owada clapped her hands excitedly and cheered with the people around her.

At this time, she still looks like a reporter, she is just a crazy fan.

I have to say, Jiaziyuan is really a magical place. Every move of the players here will cause cheers and support.

If you can perform well, you can become the center of the world in no time.

When Sawamura Eijun continued to soar the speed of the ball, the audience at the scene was also roaring like a wolf.

There was applause for every strikeout or out.

This feeling is intoxicating.

Fujio gave his partner an angry look.

I've seen incompetent reporters, but never so incompetent.

She had probably forgotten what she was here for.

"strike out!"

"strike out!!!"

Baoming High School, who originally thought that Eijun Sawamura would change his pitching rhythm from the second round of the line, obviously made a mistake.

Sawamura did change his pitching rhythm, and he did center the ball on the straight.

But the problem is, this straight ball seems too different from the straight ball they imagined before.

The speed of the ball is terrifying, as if it will devour them at any time.

"Damn bastard, it's just two or three kilometers away, so there's nothing you can do?"

The bearded superintendent of Baoming High School shouted at his disciples angrily.

"That guy's pitching is different!"

The first striker who had just been struck out was ashen.

Thinking back to the pitch he saw on the strike zone earlier. His body was still shaking uncontrollably.

terrible!

There was no spot to see the ball at all, and the white ball seemed to fly out of nowhere.

It was there in the blink of an eye.

That terrifying feeling is even more terrifying than watching a 150-kilometer ball on the strike zone.

Faced with such a fast ball, their swing rhythm is completely messed up.

There is simply no way to find the right time to hit the ball.

"waste!"

The bearded supervisor cursed two words angrily, then turned to look at the strike area.

Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind. Sawamura Eijun had already become famous in middle school.

Being called the Demon King is not for nothing.

It's not surprising that he has such strength.

But even if you can't get a hit, at least you idiots have to touch the ball first, you can't keep your opponents at this rhythm.

Now we can only hope for their core line.

The core hitters of Baoming High School are also a group of very terrifying hitters.

Just like the elites recruited by Qingdao High School, they also networked the powerhouses in the region and even other regions, and formed a line.

Big high schools may lack top pitchers.

But there will be no shortage of hitters.

Like this third stick.

Although Sawamura Eijun had no impression of him in his previous memory, he was still a very difficult opponent.

The figure is not particularly tall, that is, about 1.7 meters. But the muscles of the whole body are bulging, and even through the clothes, the outline can still be seen.

The opponent has extremely terrifying power, and is now using the largest metal bat. No need to hit the center of the ball, just touch it a little and you can take the ball out.

Do you still use a straight ball at this time?

Miyuki, who was in the position of the catcher, looked at Sawamura Eijun with his questioning eyes.

Sawamura nodded firmly.

The straight ball has begun to enter the minds of Po Ming High School batters.

If they give up at this time, their previous efforts will be forfeited.

At this time, it is natural to be tough.

If things go bad by then, it's not too late to switch to a change ball.

As far as Sawamura himself felt, he didn't feel very dangerous.

He is very confident. Although the opponent looks terrifying, he will definitely not be able to fight.

it is good!

Miyuki Ben likes this feeling very much in his heart.

However, the opponent's strength is not weak, if the pitching position is too sweet, we are tantamount to suicide.

The ball must be tricky.

Miyuki placed the gloves on the hitter's chest from the beginning.

A corner with a high interior corner.

Control the ball here accurately, no matter how strong the opponent is, there is no way to play.

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura Eijun nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of his partner, at this time it was exactly the same as he thought.

He had planned to do so.

Pulling off the stance, Sawamura Eijun ruthlessly threw the baseball in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a streamer, hit the hitter's chest.

Because Eijun Sawamura is a left pitcher, and his opponent is a right hitter.

Under such circumstances, Sawamura Eijun cast a high inner angle, forming an incomparably huge diagonal line.

From the strike zone, the ball appears to be hitting the hitter's chest.

hateful!

Although the batter was a little unwilling, he had no way to shoot the ball in this position.

The body subconsciously took a step back.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!!"

Unswinged, struck out.

The core third stick, who had high hopes, didn't even do the swing.

In this way, he was struck out directly.

In the stands, the eyes of the audience changed.

Originally they were still very objective, cheering for whoever performed well!

Now, their hearts have obviously changed.

They began to be attracted to Sawamura Eijun and became his own fans.

"too strong!"

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