v2 Chapter 178： : After being sealed, he is still the Demon King

The partner changed from Miyuki to Yui Kaoru, which had a great influence on Sawamura Eijun.

Even ordinary people who eat melons can see this. There are a lot of sharp changing balls, and Sawamura Eijun has no way to use it anymore. Now all he can rely on is his ordinary ball path.

If it is against a normal opponent, even if Sawamura Eijun is weakened like this, the impact will not be very big.

Even if it only relies on eccentric **** and ordinary straight balls, plus Sawamura Eijun's own peculiar pitching posture, as well as his current ball speed and power.

He is also a guy who can give opponents a lot of headaches.

It's definitely not an easy task to get a hit from him.

It was very difficult to even get a hit, let alone a score.

But the problem is that Sawamura Eijun is not facing ordinary opponents, but all the top star players in West Tokyo.

Their strength is sturdy, even stronger than the original Tokyo team by three points.

This is not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing is that one of these guys witnessed the growth of Sawamura Eijun with his own eyes, and also grew up with Sawamura Eijun all the way.

They know more about Sawamura Eijun than even Sawamura's teammates on the Qingdo High School baseball team.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is often not your friend, but your enemy.

Your friends won't necessarily spend all their energy researching you. But your enemies will definitely find ways to exhaust everything, exhaustive power to delve into you.

Especially in this place in West Tokyo.

The existence of Sawamura Eijun is a huge stumbling block for the team aspiring to win the West Tokyo championship. As long as they have that kind of ambition, they must find ways to remove this stumbling block.

Under such circumstances, their research on Sawamura Eijun had already reached the realm of pervasiveness.

His pitching stance, pitching characteristics, pitching habit.

These guys in front of them know everything.

Although they were not able to do anything to Sawamura when they competed in West Tokyo before, they were not able to get many points from Sawamura Eijun.

But that doesn't mean their efforts are in vain.

At that time, Sawamura was in a complete state.

Add to that the kind of grade-four change ball that he pops out of nowhere.

These opponents were beaten for a while, and they didn't have time to fight back.

To put it bluntly, the Qingdo High School baseball team and Eijun Sawamura kept their cards so well that they were caught without any precautions.

But it's different now!

After Sawamura Eijun changed his partner, his own strength was weakened by 70% to 80%.

Coupled with the change ball of level four, it was completely banned.

"That way, even I have the confidence to get the ball out."

Mishima stared at Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher mound with a burning gaze, his eyes burning with excitement.

Although he was not completely sure, he said that he could definitely get rid of Sawamura Eijun and hit Sawamura Eijun's ball.

But he has a lot of confidence.

He is confident that relying on his current strength, he can face Sawamura head-on.

This alone is very, very difficult.

In the face of an opponent he was once unable to defeat, he can now emerge with such confidence.

Mishima must have made a careful deployment before hitting the field.

coming!

If it's late, it's fast, and the white ball whizzes.

Eijun Sawamura behaved very normally when faced with such a crisis.

He didn't seem to care about it at all, and he pitched the ball at his usual rhythm.

The timing was so quick that even Mishima didn't react.

When he came back to his senses, the white ball had already crossed a distance of 18 meters and landed in Yui Kaoru's glove.

"Snapped!"

After the baseball got into the glove, there was a muffled sound.

After hearing this muffled sound, everyone's brows furrowed.

The little friends of Qingdao High School baseball team sank in their hearts.

Listening to the sound, you can tell that although Yui Xun caught the ball, he did not catch it well.

How can they not worry about it?

On the other hand, the players of the Tokyo Stars also heard it naturally. However, there was no relaxed expression on their faces, instead their faces were sinking like water.

Even when the pitch is not good, baseball makes such a loud noise!

It is not difficult to see how powerful the tail of this ball is.

From what they feel, even if the batter touches the ball with a bat, it may be difficult to hit the ball well.

At this point, the Mishima in the strike zone felt the most obvious.

Originally, he was relatively relaxed, and he thought that there would definitely be a difference in performance between Eijun Sawamura at this time and Eijun Sawamura in the West Tokyo final.

But now it looks like he's being naive.

The reason why Sawamura Eijun was able to become a nationally famous super demon was not just because he had a good partner.

To know the name of his Great Demon King, it has been called as early as the Akagi Middle School baseball team.

Having a good partner, especially a partner like Miyuki, can make one's own strength soar to a level of 110% or even 120%.

Nazawa Village is naturally very happy and happy.

But what if there is no such partner?

Nasawamura Eijun is also going to fight.

As long as the catcher's level is not too bad, he can catch his ball.

Then Sawamura Eijun can explode his own certain strength.

Just like now.

If the Tokyo Stars players thought they were toothless tigers, they were dead wrong.

When Sawamura Eijun proposed such a competition, he never thought of losing.

He also hopes to win this game and make the players more confident.

"Whoosh..."

Immediately after the first pitch, Eijun Sawamura's second pitch was thrown.

Having suffered a loss before, Mishima will naturally not have any negligence this time.

Seeing the flying white ball, he gritted his teeth and pushed out the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it rolled out.

"The outside world!"

Although the baseball barely landed on the field, it rolled out of bounds.

Mishima looked as if he had caught Sawamura's pitching rhythm.

The momentum of the attacking party soared.

But Mishima himself did not show the slightest smile in the face of such a situation.

Considering this guy's previous personality, he would behave like this, which shows that he is quite nervous now.

To put it bluntly, Mishima felt that he was at a disadvantage in the duel.

"That's two strikes!"

Yui Kaoru, who was in the catcher position, gave Sawamura Eijun a signal, and looked at the pitcher mound with hope.

The two catchers in the third grade will not be mentioned, even if they are the two catchers in the same first grade, Omura and Matsumoto.

They also outperform themselves in receiving the ball.

Before entering the Qingdo High School baseball team, Yui Kaoru never imagined that there are so many players of the same age who are stronger than him.

You know he has always been the captain of the national team.

This kind of cognition, the blow to him is sky-falling.

Although the overall strength is not bad, it is even slightly higher.

But isn't the catcher's most important thing to catch the ball?

If you can't even catch the ball, what's the point?

In the past six months, Yui Xun has been actively practicing.

He also doesn't know how much worse his current ability to catch the ball is compared to those two little partners?

But there is one thing Yui Kaori knew.

That is his progress!

"Don't worry about it, senior, I will definitely receive it!"

Sawamura on the pitcher mound looked at Yui Kaori like this.

It feels so weird.

He was a little relieved, and a little helpless.

The gratification is the growth of my younger brother in elementary school, but the helplessness is because he played the piano indiscriminately.

Forget it, the younger brother said so, plus he is a catcher.

"Then you must catch it, or I can't spare you!"

Sawamura, who was on the pitcher's hill, finally chose to give his younger brother a chance, opened his stance, and pitched the ball.

coming!

The small white ball was like a white light that instantly traveled a distance of more than ten meters and appeared in front of Mishima.

Mishima's heart tightened, gritted his teeth, and waved his stick.

Straight **** or just plain quirky balls!

In this case he can only swing with all his strength and try to use brute force to get the ball out.

But unfortunately, Mishima guessed wrong.

On the eve of approaching his hand, the ball suddenly fell sharply.

A fork ball!

And it's a cross ball with a very high drop.

How dare he?

At this time, Mishima was suspicious.

But his doubts were quickly resolved, because behind him, there was the sound of the ball getting into the glove.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!!"

"strike out!!!"

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