The pitcher warms up for a long time.

Considering that the pitcher who came on the board of Tokai Dasakami was a first-year player and only warmed up in the bullpen for a while, the chief judge gave extra warm-up time.

So Zhang Zhe stood outside the home zone, swung the bat hard, completely warming up his body.

At the same time, he was also wondering whether the arrest of the East China Sea Sagami will continue the internal corner offensive.

From the perspective of the catcher, if a set of ball matching mode is successful, it will not change easily without any accidents.

To be honest, Zhang Zhe is not afraid of inside corner kicks, but he watched too many inside corner kicks in this game, and many of them were completely impossible to be good close-range balls.

The stronger the hitter, the more touching balls you will get.

At first, Zhang Zhe thought it was a joke, because common sense, pitchers are more cautious in dealing with the ball when playing hard, so how could they miss the shot so easily?

Reality taught him a lesson.

In his two-year high school baseball career, I have been hit by countless touch balls.

From bottom to top, feet, calves, knees, thighs, back, arms, wrists, and hits everywhere.

If not, during baseball games, the fighter would not honestly wear the blow guard that affects the movements, and the bloody lesson is in front of him.

There are also frequent physical ball accidents in professional baseball competitions.

Sometimes when Zhang Zhe browses the news of the professional baseball, he will be depressed for a long time when he sees his favorite star being hit by a touch ball and being reimbursed for a season.

Not to mention his turn, he was one of the victims of touch balls.

When Zhang Zhe discovered the opponent's inner corner offensive through the three previous seats, his first reaction was that he was very unhappy and felt that he was being looked down upon.

But he just happened to be very average in the first three playing tables, as if he confirmed the effect of the opponent's strategy, which would make him even more unhappy.

Come once, twice, three times, will you come again the fourth time?

It's really possible to think about it, because the opponent's pitcher has changed, but the catcher has not changed, so the ball-pairing mode is likely to continue.

"Just hit the ball!" Zhang Zhe held his energy and waited for the inside corner kick.

The pitcher Shikaru Ishida has finished warming up, and the chief judge asked Zhang Zhe to enter the strike zone and the game resumed.

Zhang Zhe walked into the right strike area, carefully smoothed the ground and made preparations meticulously.

Raise the stick.

Look ahead.

The pitcher Shikaru Ishida is about 1.7 meters tall, with a long face, and a pair of wind-catching ears are eye-catching.

"Play Ball!!"

At the order of the referee, the players on both offense and defense on the field acted at the same time.

The White Mountain runner left the squad and pulled the squad, the East China Sea Dasaga squad and moved his steps to set up the formation, and the catcher squatted and opened his gloves.

The two people who were most concerned about the audience also moved.

On the pitcher mound, Shikashi Ishida raised his right foot and stepped forward, causing his body to press forward, swing his left hand quickly and put out the ball.

At the same time, Zhang Zhe also followed the pitcher's pitching beat.

Looking at the baseball galloping along the diagonal, Zhang Zhe was both happy and angry in an instant.

Happy, it's really a straight ball in the inner corner!

Angry, it was actually a straight ball in the inner corner!

"I finally caught it!!!" Zhang Zhe made a furious show of his rage.

His eyes were staring at the ball, never leaving a trace.

The explosive power surges up through the hips and legs, the waist twists to the extreme, and the arm pulls the bat to the extreme speed.

"Clang————!!"

A violent tremor, a crisp sound, and a backward ball shadow.

Zhang Zhe had never used such a great force to hit the ball. After throwing off the bat, his palms felt numb.

No one knows how fast the initial speed of this stick is. Jiaziyuan Stadium does not provide the speed data, but the ball that flew high like a cannonball in an instant, so the audience can use this to guess.

150 km/h?

160 km/h?

Even higher than 170 km/h?!

Just when the audience was shocked by the momentum of this stick, the baseball in the sky spanned more than 120 meters and hit the towering scoreboard screen.

"Bang!"

With a blast, the baseball fell and his skills shocked everyone.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hit the scoreboard!!!"

"Ishida player Kakoto's first shot was shot in the inner corner, and was caught and went out!!!"

"Full home run!!!"

"10 to 3!!!"

"A blow with four sticks!!!"

"Baishan High School leads the score!!"

The live broadcast commentator almost sucked up the air, but the thing that shocked him was still there.

"Ah?!"

After the playback shot was played in the slow motion of Zhang Zhe hitting the ball, he kept slapping the ball flying, and the ball hit the scoreboard, and then the camera pulled closer to the picture to enlarge.

When the baseball hit the scoreboard, it actually broke the display module of the electronic screen.

It would be really not easy to find out if a word on the screen was not missing a corner.

"This?!" The commentator was confused. It was the first time I had seen this in a high school baseball game after working for so many years.

"Oh my goodness!"

"The scoreboard screen was actually broken!"

"The power of this stick is terrible!"

Originally, the home runs in high school games could hit the scoreboard, but now there is an incredible home run that hits the scoreboard.

The audience was far away and could not see clearly, and the live broadcasters who watched the replay were in a panic. Some Jiaziyuan event live broadcast websites suddenly broke out in a barrage wave.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[nice!]

[The fighters in Baishan are so scary!]

[Zhang Zhe is so strong!!]

[Baishan’s four sticks are simply devil!]

[He is so awesome!!!]

[Too strong!]

[Invincible!!!]

[The first ball was hit and the pitcher was about to collapse]

[Hearing the pitcher]

[Pitcher is about to have a psychological shadow]

[Ishida is only in the first grade, supervision is committing a crime!]

The live broadcast scene turned to the players of Tokai Sagami again, and they all looked ugly. The most serious one was Shida Shizuo on the pitcher mound.

Only today did the audience realize that a person's face could become so fast.

When I boarded the board just now, because of the stuffy afternoon, Shikaru Ishida's cheeks were still red, but now it's white.

Shika Ishida was like a stranded fish, her mouth was gasping for breath.

For him, this was a nightmare that he could never wake up.

The Jiaziyuan in my dream shouldn't be like this.

In the rest seat on the third base, Superintendent Menma Jingzhi felt his head buzzing, and for a moment he was so stunned that he forgot that the game was still going on.

Five years ago, with the same dispatch, he gained two ace pitchers the following year.

This time, he lost, and lost completely. Perhaps he not only lost the present, but also gained the future.

Amid the warm cheers and applause of the audience, the support stands of the Donghai Sagami High School were extremely quiet. When I listened carefully, there were only the more girls sobbing.
Chapter completed!