v2 Chapter 127： : Fierce troll

"What the **** did you hit!"

Supervisor Nitta angrily threw the mineral water bottle in his hand aside.

"stupid."

He growled angrily and looked at his disciples fiercely.

"If you don't want to play, then I'll make a substitution immediately."

The players who had just left the field immediately faced the storm of their own supervision.

"Today's game, Eijun Sawamura never stood on the pitching mound from beginning to end. Look at you again, how embarrassed you are? I brought you all the way from Hokkaido to here, not to let you you……"

Before Supervisor Nitta could finish speaking, the camera just swept over.

The face, which was almost twisted by anger, returned to plainness at this moment.

Director Nitta looked at his players lovingly, then clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it to his chest.

"come on!"

When he uttered these two words, the disciples under him could even hear the voice of his supervisor grinding his teeth.

"It's really hard to hold back!"

Lianji gave his supervisor a sympathetic look.

This kind and kind-hearted appearance is really not suitable for his own supervision.

His command has always been simple and rude, and it is difficult for him to be so calm.

But there is no way, now the camera is sweeping over. For the image of Hokkaido and the image of the school, Director Nitta will endure no matter how upset he is.

After all, the troll Otōmaki High School baseball team cannot achieve success without the support of the local government and schools.

If you can't get sponsorship and investment, you won't get the full support of the school.

Then they can't take the bus and go to practice games all over the country.

This old man really can do anything for the team.

Let a hot-tempered person like Xintian disguise such a face.

It's really hard for him.

Hong Kong looked at his supervisor with sympathy.

"Stinky boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Superintendent Nitta responded directly.

The camera didn't stay on them for a long time, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at Qingdao High School.

"good, very good!"

It can be seen that Director Kataoka is very excited. After saying two good words in a row, he recognized the performance of the players.

The only fly in the ointment is that after Yu Xing, no batter got another hit. If he could get another hit, it would be perfect.

It means that it is not only Sawamura's turn to play the line at Qingdao High School, but there is even hope that it will be Miyuki's turn.

After calming down the little excitement in his heart, Director Kataoka knew that he was a little greedy.

But today's game considered not letting Sawamura Eijun get on the mound.

He still hopes to recover the disadvantage as soon as possible.

"Continuing our previous tactics, the opponent's pitch has exceeded 70. As long as the opponent's pitch is approaching 100, we will definitely be able to find an opportunity! Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Supervisor Kataoka deliberately mentioned tactics, which in disguise gave the players of Qingdo High School confidence.

It means that their previous efforts were not in vain.

This is definitely too important.

In the face of Hong Kong Zhengzong, the frustration of the players cannot even be described in words.

terrible.

Not to mention hitting the ball out, many of them can't even touch the ball.

In this case, the hitter feels like a clown jumping from a beam.

Everything they do can only be reduced to a background board and a tool for others to make fun of.

With the approval of Supervisor Kataoka, they were finally able to find some psychological comfort.

What if he missed three swings? What if you get a direct strikeout without swinging the bat?

Anyway, Lao Tzu has also entangled him with three balls, and if he continues to entangle him with three **** and three balls, I can't believe that this silly boy doesn't have a headache.

In the second half of the seventh inning, the troll Da Fujimaki High School attacked.

Xiao Gu threw a very superb ball, although he lost a hit, but with the cooperation of the defense, he finally held the situation and did not lose points.

At the end of seven innings, the score between the two sides is still 2:1.

In this way, the game came to the eighth inning.

"He's pitching a lot, and he's going to find opportunities."

Tojo, who hit the seventh, carefully looked at Masamune Hongo on the pitcher's mound.

As a hitter, Tojo has never had such a huge setback.

So far, he has faced Masamune Hongo twice and has been struck out twice.

His swing simply couldn't catch up with his hometown's pitching.

That's too much of a frustration for a skilled batter.

Everyone is still the same age, but it feels like they are not playing baseball in the same dimension as each other.

Really scary guy.

Zecun, authentic in this hometown, Xiaogu Xiao!

Even Tojo, who is very powerful, has an illusion when facing these monsters.

It was as if the opponents were not playing the same baseball at all.

But now that we have come here, it is absolutely impossible to retreat.

He could only do his best to rush up.

He was the first batter, according to the strength of Qingdao High School, as long as he could hit the base.

Qingdao High School's chances of scoring are great.

Straight ball!

Straight ball! !

From the very beginning, Tojo aimed for the straight ball.

He has a clear judgment on his own strength Hongxiang authentic ball speed reaches 150 kilometers, he can't hit the change ball.

All he can aim for is the straight ball.

With his swing speed, catching up with a 150-kilometer ball is also more difficult. Therefore, the timing of the swing must be determined in advance.

one, two...

coming!

When Masamune from Hongo started his stance, Tojo had already counted the time in his mind.

When Hong Kong Masamune pitched the ball, he unceremoniously swung the bat.

"Ping!"

The bat hit the small white ball as if it had hit reinforced concrete.

The huge anti-shock force almost let Tojo let go.

Damn, so heavy!

This feeling, as if being crushed by the opponent forcefully.

The tip of Tojo's tongue pressed against the upper tooth hall, and he used all the power of sucking to forcefully swept the white ball out.

"Snapped!"

The white ball turned and flew out of bounds.

"Huh, huh!!!"

Tojo gasped for breath, looking at Hong Kong in disbelief.

This guy's ball power is even stronger than Jiang Guxiao's.

but.

Finally caught up!

Originally, he couldn't even touch the authentic ball from his hometown, but now he finally touches the ball.

And as long as you can touch the ball, there is hope to hit the ball out.

In the position of the catcher, Renji looked at Tojo again.

Qing Dao?

Are even the lower line batters so strong?

Incredible.

If you give the other person some time to grow up, he will probably really make a difference.

Unfortunately, time never waits for anyone.

You are far from now.

Next ball: the cross ball!

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!!!"

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