The first game.

God-level pitcher Shu Yuhao quickly struck out three hitters and completed the first half of the game.

Mingfeng Middle School's offense did not get any score.

The score is still 0 to 0

Huang Tianheng, who was waiting for revenge, was unable to make his turn to play.

Yicheng specially used player identification to check it out

Shu Yuhao is a pitcher of a level, and his current pitcher level is level 98.

It's almost the most magnificent, and it's the peak of life.

After finishing his senior year in this year, he will be recruited into the North Star Professional Baseball Team

The future is full of bright new stars.

Shu Yuhao's current level is equivalent to the highest level of the first team of the secondary vocational baseball team, that is, the highest level in the world, so it is normal for these Mingfeng Middle School to not touch the ball if they play.

And the team's strongest base Huang Tianheng.

The same player has high potential and will be the king of home runs in the future.

But his strike level is only 80.

Huang Tianheng is a type with high ceilings but slow growth.

After this year, he will still need a long baseball career and will not usher in a brilliant moment in his life until ten years later.

Before this, he had been living in the shadow of Shu Yuhao.

In the normal historical trajectory, Huang Tianheng became an existence that sets off Shu Yuhao's greatness.

In the normal historical trajectory, Shu Yuhao has always been Yi Cheng's strongest opponent, and the competition between this pitcher continued until there was a problem with Yi Cheng's shoulders.

In the second half of the first inning, Mingfeng team defended.

Ran Bingqing sent the in-charge pitcher Yan Fei.

Yan Fei stood on the pitcher mound and began to try to warm up.

A few goals later, the game begins.

White clouds float in the sky.

The birds are singing.

Everything seemed so beautiful and peaceful.

However, the heat in the stadium far exceeds all the superficial scenes.

The dark and boiling atmosphere almost ignited the whole thing.

"Please look," Ran Bingqing reminded Yi Cheng and also reminded other substitutes on the bench, "The next one is the first lineup in the country."

The first big shot at Capital No. 1 Middle School is a dark little man named Wu Siliang.

He raised his bat and stood in the batting area.

Wu Siliang knocked the bat on the home plate twice, carried it to his shoulder, turned sideways to look at pitcher Yan Fei.

Catcher Yi Xingyu squatted on the ground, searching for data about Wu Siliang in his mind.

This guy is good at speed and is comparable to Lin Xiang in our team.

Wu Siliang is a left-handed man and happens to restrain right-hander Yan Fei.

So it is absolutely necessary not to shoot a straight shot in the front.

Yi Xingyu sent a secret code to Yan Fei. The first ball was more stable, and he used the high-ditch curve ball that Yan Fei was good at to earn a good number of balls.

Yan Fei nodded to express his understanding.

He raised his right arm, stepped, and threw the ball

The white ball rotated at high speed and flew towards the diagonal line.

Then it gradually enlarged in Wu Siliang's eyes.

He smiled slightly and suddenly squatted down.

It was at this moment that a bad premonition appeared in Yi Cheng's heart.

bn!

Wu Siliang's bat pulled out from the low post and hit Yan Fei's ball out.

Yi Xingyu's eyes widened

From his squatting movement just now, we can see that this guy completely guessed that the first ball would be the curve ball in the inner corner.

Wu Siliang hit a ball, kicked the ball, and rushed to first base quickly.

The speed was so fast that a black shadow was seen from the corner of the catcher's eyes.

When the third baseman passed the ball back to first base, Wu Siliang had already stood on the base.

"This is so fast." Yi Cheng sighed.

"Just 4 seconds from hitting the ball to the top first base, it was almost the level of a national first-level sprinter." Ran Bingqing pinched the stopwatch, "As a stick, this player is fighting for his footwork, which is the same as Lin Xiang in our family."

The only difference is that Lin Xiang cannot play Shu Yuhao's ball, and the opponent can play our ball.

"The second bat of Capital No. 1 Middle School, Fan Fan, has a fast pace and is good at short-term play. His batting average is now ranked No. 1 in the autumn competition."

bn!

Before Ran Bingqing finished speaking, Fan Fan scored a flat-flying ball that penetrated the infield and landed between the second baseman and the middle and outfielder.

At the same time, the little cheetah Wu Siliang slid quickly to the second base.

"2"

Ran Bingqing finished the numbers behind in embarrassment.

Ranked 2nd in batting average?

This is a bit powerful.

The penetration power of the ball just now was too blind, and it almost flew out by Yan Fei's ears.

If it is a little worse, it will hit the pitcher in the face.

The current situation can be considered a crisis

There are people at first and second bases.

No one was eliminated.

Ran Bingqing took a deep breath and his breathing became rapid. It was false to say that he was not nervous.

In the first game, I was facing such a dangerous situation.

"For Wu Siliang's footsteps, just have another long hit."

bn!

Before Ran Bingqing could finish speaking, Tang Yong, the third player from Capital No. 1 Middle School, made a long hit and hit it until the high wall in the outfield before falling down.

Wu Siliang also quickly crossed the third base and then grabbed the home base.

Yi Xingyu just received the ball from the field and suddenly felt a heavy foot

Wu Siliang has already slipped to the home plate.

“Wow!”

Although there were not many spectators on the court, there were also warm applause.

In the second half of the game, Capital No. 1 Middle School scored one point first.

"The one just now was the pioneer in the strong line attack of Capital No. 1 Middle School. His name was Tang Yong, and he was a heavy artillery right-handed hitter."

"But, the next one is troublesome"

Ran Bingqing bit her lower lip and her eyes became serious.

"Zhou Zhe, the fourth player in Capital No. 1 Middle School, is known as the strongest three in the country. He looks very similar to Su Xiao from the No. 1 Middle School we met before. His maneuver and reaction power are super strong."

Although it is similar, when the fourth player Zhou Zhe came on the court, Yi Cheng felt that this tall man who looked like a stick did not look like Su Xiao, the number one male model in the male model team.

It is hard for Yi Cheng to imagine how to do it with Zhou Zhe's tall physique, nearly two meters long.

brush

The first ball was Yan Fei threw a speed ball with two sutures.

Zhou Zhe was originally preparing to swing the baton, but when the ball was about to fly into the home plate, he forced the baton back.

"Bad ball!!"

Fuck
To be continued...