The Return of Diamond Ace Pitcher

The Return of Diamond Ace Pitcher Chapter 778

Senior!

He glanced at Narumi Naruto in reverence, and Tatianoshu signaled the opponent.

Sawamura's momentum is very strong now. If you want to solve the opponent at once, it is best to disturb the opponent's state from the beginning.In this case, it is undoubtedly ideal to use the new change ball for the first ball.

This trick is not Tadanoki's original.He learned it from Miyuki.

When he typed the code.

A smile appeared on Cheng Gong Ming's face.

Stinky boy, I'm bad at school!

However, this match ball fits my liking.

Avoidance is definitely not enough. To break fate, you must be strong.

bring it on!

The showdown between Sawamura and Cheng Gong Ming began.

Chapter 105: The Redemption Home Run

"It's exciting!"

Standing on the pitcher's mound, Naruto Naruto felt as if he was lightly stabbed by a needle.

It is not painful, but every peripheral nerve has been mobilized, and it feels like a person who is afraid of heights is standing on the top of Mount Hua.

Tension, excitement, excitement, fear...

Mixed feelings.

Cheng Gongming could even hear her breathing.

This feeling is simply fascinating.

Fighting against the strong is really interesting.

"Haha!"

It is such a scene that fascinates people.

Cheng Gong Ming couldn't help but laughed. Only then did he think that it was great that he could play baseball.Otherwise, there will be opponents like Yuyuki and Sawamura?

In the summer, when I let it to you.

There will be no such good things in the future!

There is a firm will in Cheng Gongming's eyes.

one cent!

So far, they have only led by one point.

As the team's trump card, he must hold this point anyway.

Pulling away, Cheng Gong Ming seemed to have exhausted all of his strength and threw the baseball in his hand.

"Wow!"

When Narumi Naruto made his shot, the audience was silent.

They watched the matchup between the two intently. Although they didn't understand it, they seemed to be able to feel the smell of gunpowder smoke.

On the strike zone.

Sawamura Rongchun looked at the flying baseball. His heart was extremely calm. In his eyes, the world around him seemed to slow down.

A ball with a speed of 150 kilometers!

It was like a Shinkansen train running at high speed. It was amazing.(Our current high-speed rail is more than 300 kilometers per hour, the fastest in the world. I like to praise the motherland. The Shinkansen here refers to the high-speed rail of the island country before. They should have appeared earlier, and the conventional speed is almost the same. 160 kilometers, it was already very fast at the time.)

The car drives so fast that many drivers can't even control it.

And this speed, in the eyes of Sawamura Rongchun, has become very slow.

So slow!

The bat in Sawamura's hands, without any kindness, directly swung out.

Seeing the bat about to hit the baseball, the white ball suddenly fell.

A fork ball?

Zecun’s brain was blank, and it was clearly not a finger ball grip just now...

The bat swung over, but failed to touch the ball.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!!!"

On the pitcher's mound.

There was a sneer at the corner of Cheng Gongming's mouth.

He just said it felt very unreliable, the ball was never hit at all, did it?

"nice shot!"

After two outs, Sawamura Eijun was led by a strike.

At this time, the dark clouds covering Qingdao High School's head became thicker and thicker.

After Sawamura Eijun was out, it was not just the offense of Qingdao High School that ended.

At the same time, it also meant that the connection between the three and four bars of Qingdao High School was completely cut off.

Under this circumstance, the probability that Qingdao High School players can score is not at all, but it is probably quite slim.

On the pitcher's mound.

Cheng Gongming's state is full of spirits.

Although Sawamura Eijun still feels very dangerous to him now, he has also verified the fact that his pitch is also very effective for Sawamura Eijun through the match just now.

well!

As long as the effect can be seen, Cheng Gong Ming is confident that he can rely on this kind of pitching to defeat Sawamura Eijun in one go.

The game continues.

Without hesitation, Naruto Naruto gave his second goal.

coming!

Sawamura Eijun, who fell behind by a good goal, was still very calm.

Maybe it's because he is in such a wonderful state that he doesn't even know what tension is?

He watched the white ball fly over, with some doubts reflected in his pupils.

The ball did not come slowly.

Although in Sawamura's current eyes, the ball is not fast, it is obviously much faster than the one he saw before.

strange!

Sawamura Rongchun frowned inwardly.

Zecun forcibly stopped his brain from functioning, not allowing it to think deeply.

Otherwise, once he thinks too much, there is probably no way to maintain his current state.

Narimiya Naruto's 150-kilometer ball, judging from Sawamura's previous performance, it may be difficult for him to wait for the ball to enter his hand before swinging.

His blow obviously didn't reach that level.There is still no way to compare with the formation of seniors, Banglei City and them.

But in such a wonderful state.

Sawamura Eizumi has such an ability, he can wait for the ball to enter his hand, determine the course of the ball before swinging.

Seeing the change in pitching clearly, Sawamura Eijun swung his bat without hesitation.

"Ping!"

After being hit, the white ball drew a beautiful arc, and finally fell outside the bounds.

"The outside world!"

The light in Zecun's eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, he didn't think about anything in his brain, just staring at the pitcher mound intently, watching Cheng Gongming.

He entered that state deeper and deeper, to the point where he had no thoughts.

The position of the catcher.

Tadano Shu faintly worried.

Although the result before him was almost the same as he had previously expected, the aura that erupted from Sawamura Eijun's body was so amazing that he didn't mind if he didn't mind.

According to his current thinking, it is really not suitable to continue the confrontation with Sawamura Eijun.

It feels very dangerous.

But the situation is particularly favorable for them. Now they have two outs, the two strikes are leading, and the hitters are completely chased.

In this case, Tadanoki couldn't justify it in his own heart to avoid the confrontation with the beater.

Fortunately, the current situation is two goals ahead.

Can flexibly use the three bad balls.

On the pitcher's mound.

Cheng Gongming shook his head firmly.

No way!

Fighting against Sawamura Eijun, any idea of ​​avoiding it is of no use.

If you can deal with Sawamura Eijun with some bad balls, then his previous reputation will be useless.

In one rush, weak in two and exhausted in three.

In this case, taking advantage of the number of balls to lead, it is better to decide the winner with one goal.

He obviously hadn't fully figured out the ball that made Sawamura Eijun's swing before.

In this case, you might as well cast it again and get rid of him directly.

Thinking of this, Cheng Gong Ming opened his posture and shot the ball.

"Wow!"

The white ball appeared on the home plate instantly like a laser beam.

At this moment, Sawamura's state is very magical.

His brain is extremely calm, but his thinking is extremely active.

When Sawamura didn't want to think more, many thoughts came up by himself.

For example, the first ball that Cheng Gongming could not understand before.

That one was just the fastest pitch he felt like Cheng Gong Ming, but it shouldn't be.

The real ball speed of that ball is not fast at all, it can even be said to be slow and scary.

It should be a variable speed ball!

And it sinks like a spiral ball.

Compared to his previous spiral shift ball, the sinking amplitude is greater.

The angle of change is similar to that of a finger ball.

His second goal was a straight shot.

With one fast and one slow, even though Sawamura's brain was very calm, his body still unconsciously produced memories that it shouldn't have.

So that when swinging the bat, the baseball flew out of bounds with less force.