The white ball flew high, lifting everyone's hearts up.

It flew all the way high and eventually fell out of the court.

"Outside the world!!"

The presiding judge shouted.

With the verdict of the presiding, everyone's heart fell back into their stomachs.

Zhou Zhe lowered his head with some regret and circled the bat in front of him.

The batting position just now was not perfect, if you pull a little further inside, it would be a home run.

This time I can only say that this garbage pitcher named Yicheng is lucky.

You won't have such good luck next time.

Yi Cheng was so scared that he was sweating.

Fuck

Fortunately, it's outside the boundary.

Otherwise, I would have lost 4 points just now.

However, after the ball just now, Yi Cheng understood a little in his heart.

There is a gap between him and Zhou Zhe.

With his current pitching ability, he can't be Zhou Zhe's opponent at all.

If it weren't for luck, he had already been hit by a 4-point home run just now.

Yi Cheng lowered his head and took off his hat, raised his arms to wipe his sweat.

Since it is not good by strength, it seems that there is only other way

One ball enters the soul.

One ball of soul entry is a consuming skill, and it will be consumed once every time you pitch.

He used it three times before to save the scene.

Now there are 6 chances of using the soul in one ball.

Judging from the effect of the last ball of soul-entry, this unique skill seems to have a very strange effect.

I originally wanted to keep it for more important competitions in the future.

but

Very unwilling to give up.

If it stops in the fall competition.

Being ended with a score of 10 to 0, or ended with more points

This may become a lifelong nightmare, right?

Yicheng shook his head with a wry smile.

How can it end like this?

Too unwilling to accept it.

He activated one ball to enter the soul at a time, adjusted his mindset, and held the ball with both hands.

Yi Cheng's thumb and index finger combined into a circle, and the other three fingers held the ball firmly.

This is a standard ball pitching method.

With the launch of a goal of soul-entrying skills

A magical power surged into the body.

It seemed as if the blood in the whole body was boiling.

Yi Cheng's left leg swayed slightly and his body's center of gravity leaned back.

Zhou Zhe's eyes sank, and a panic flashed across his face

In his sight, the whole world was dark.

Only the pitcher in front of him and the ball in his hand.

He had never seen such a beautiful and stretched posture, as if every joint and muscle of Yi Cheng were mobilized.

Power moves with the rotation of the body

Gradually conducting from the soles of the feet upward, the ankles, the calf, the waist and abdomen, the ankles, the ankles, the calves, and the abdomen.

Then pass to the shoulders.

A powerful force surged up like a stream gathering, and then rushed up along the shoulders to the arms.

Swish!

Yi Cheng took a step forward.

The movement is very large, but it takes extremely short time.

Zhou Zhe felt nervous.

In the darkness, Yi Cheng's right hand threw forward

The small white ball became a spot of light.

Then gradually enlarge.

very good.

The ball speed is not fast, it seems that it should be a speed ball with a low outer angle.

At least he can beat it.

Even if it's not a home run, at least

Zhou Zhe took a quick step out with his left foot and set off his posture.

Then the body rotates and exerts force.

Sweep away with the bat in your arms.

His movements were very large, stretching in the air, and the bat was protruding out like a spirit snake, sweeping towards Yi Cheng's pitching.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Time seems to have stopped.

The bat really caught the line of the white ball, and the body of the bat collided with the white ball.

Yi Cheng's pupils were dilated so much that his heartbeat stopped.

It's over.

His first reaction was

As long as you get hit, this is a home run.

In the flash, the small white ball was not hit by the bat.

But at this moment, a crisp breaking sound came

The bat was bombarded in two pieces by a white ball.

Zhou Zhe fell forward one step.

The broken half bat flew outwards, running in a completely different direction from the white ball

After breaking the bat, the white ball still moved forward tenaciously although it lost most of its speed.

Yi Xingyu rushed forward excitedly and grabbed the white ball into his glove.

Slap!

A crisp sound.

Baseball caught in gloves.

It's like a stone falling into a calm lake.

Circles of ripples swing outwards.

Zhou Zhe stood there alone.

Holding the broken rod in his hand motionless.

It was like a force hitting his soul deeply.

This is not his illusion.

Including the catcher himself, he was also surprised.

The court was silent.
To be continued...