"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

The presiding judge looked tired and couldn't afford to play at all with the current game.

Until the fourth bad ball was thrown-

Yi Cheng threw the straight ball with an extremely fast ball speed. It deviated greatly from the good ball belt. Including the catcher's arm length, it was at least one meter away from the good ball belt.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Chen Ming-

Zhou Zhe jumped up, poked out most of his body forward, and swung the bat outward in the air.

bang—

The wooden stick tapped on the ball and hit it outward.

Yi Cheng was shocked and his eyes swept in the direction where the white ball flew out—

Damn it!

Don't even give it to you?

You can also play such a bad bad ball, are you crazy?!
Chapter completed!