Zhou Zhe lowered his chin and didn't believe Yi Cheng's words at all.

But at the same time, catcher Chen Ming also squatted down.

This time he steadily carried his left hand and stretched his right gloves straight on his chest.

This action is completely opposite to the previous action of the lead, which aroused a lot of surprise at the scene:

"Wow, no? It's true that Mingfeng Middle School came to be?"

"All the admission has been accepted until now, why not continue? I finally managed to keep my score, and the current situation is likely to lose points."

"Yes, yes, is this a brainwatt for the arrest?"

...

Catcher Chen Ming squatted on the ground motionlessly, turning a blind eye to what happened around him.

He is performing a catcher's duties:

To cooperate with the pitcher.

To guide the pitcher.

To make the pitcher shine.

The light poured down from the sky and came to the site, illuminating a circular space.

The pitcher on the pitcher mound was bathed in golden light, like the Holy Spirit coming to the world.

Yi Cheng smiled contemptuously. Since he ignored the previous ridicule, he would not pay attention to the audience's concerns and pity for their future and destiny.

He just-

I want to shoot the ball conscientiously and win the game for the team.

That's all.

Zhou Zhe was slightly surprised, but he laughed in an instant.

This is the duel I want, not a blind escape.

He raised his broad chin, like a king ruled the world, held the bat in his hand, and raised it to his chest like a sharp sword.

It was at this moment that the wind on the field had stopped.

The light around it shrinks sharply, filtering out the audience, the other players, and then focusing on the pitching mound.

The whole world seemed to be gone, leaving only the empty pitcher Yi Cheng standing in the darkness and the white ball in his hand.

Zhou Zhe's smile gradually solidified, and he instinctively smelled an ominous aura-

The strange feeling from the pitcher was as if a huge aura surged from Yi Cheng's body, and it was rotating and rising, and wisps of his body were revealed, and then it quickly condensed and suddenly-

explode!

A white light appeared in Yi Cheng's hands.

The white ball supports unrivaled power and the power to destroy everything, pulling a spinning and flowing trail from his hands.

Then it is quickly amplified from a faint spot of light.

The wind was like a giant dragon winding out, whistling in its huge mouth.

The brightest point in the dragon's mouth is the white ball.

Zhou Zhe was so excited by this force and momentum that his whole body was filled with blood, and every cell was burning.

He had never faced such a strong pitch, just like Yi Cheng poured his whole life into a white ball, and if he didn't go all out to bet on everything about himself, he would be destroyed by it.

Buzz!!!

Zhou Zhe swung the bat without hesitation, with strong strength and quick movements.

It's like a sharp blade slashing through the sky.

The bat pulled a shadow in the air, causing a huge whirlwind.

In Zhou Zhe's hands, the bat turned into an unparalleled force at this time, and he was straight towards Yi Cheng's pitching.

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise, and they didn't dare to move, for fear of missing out on this duel.

The two forces quickly pulled the rays of sudden lit in the air, and then moved towards the direction they should go to.

Zhou Zhe's bat swept over his angrily and hit the white ball with a sharp blow.

But--

Just when he thought his bat hit Yi Cheng's white ball, his whole hand suddenly became empty.

Damn...

Zhou Zhe's body fell forward and his eyes widened in horror.

The feeling on the hand was extremely strange, as if it was hit in the void.

But from the corner of his eyes, the white ball that was supposed to fly to the bat was slower.

It seemed as if it was pulled back by a mysterious force, and the white ball was spinning in the air and stagnating for a moment.

It was also this moment that Zhou Zhe's bat was staggered.

The white ball continued to fly in the air, opening a strange arc and falling almost.

It was not until this time that Zhou Zhe suddenly realized—

What an amazing finger circle change ball (ok ball).

It has a fast degree, which deceived Zhou Zhe's eyes, and at the same time suddenly fell in front of the home plate. The degree drop and the upper and lower drop can be described as breathtaking.

But--

Such a terrible ball is not just a nightmare for the hitter.

Before Zhou Zhe lost his center of gravity and fell forward, what flashed through his mind was—

Is it really possible for this catcher named Chen Ming to receive this change ball?

Bang!!!

A crisp sound rang out.

Just like dispelling a spell, the time of stagnation continued to return to normal flow.

All the audience widened their eyes, as if they hadn't reacted to what they had just given birth.

Zhou Zhe's body rushed forward and knelt on the ground.

The catcher behind him steadily placed his gloves between his feet.

Zhou Zhe glanced backwards instinctively, and a huge horror surged in his heart—

In the catcher's glove, the white balls parked steadily inside.

However, because the ball was too powerful, the dust was pressed out of the gloves and stirred up.

This moment was too short, and it took a short blink of an eye to pass.

It's as short as a lifetime.

Zhou Zhe opened his lips slightly in disbelief and shook his head slowly.

No, this is impossible.

Based on his judgment of Chen Ming, this catcher could not have received it.

After all, if you want to react so quickly and accurately capture the ball with such a strong power, you must at least be able to do it at a higher level.

It's impossible that it's Chen Ming, an infamous catcher.

...

"nice shot!!!"

The chief judge pulled the bow back and bent his right hand to his chest to a vertical ninety degrees.

With the announcement of the presiding judge, the entire court was in full swing.

"Mom, it's so scary. I'm all over my body with goose bumps."

"The ball just now was too weird, right? It felt like it was changing direction in the middle."

"Even the top pitcher is that way, right?"

"You can imagine that even Zhou Zhe has played empty balls."

"It's amazing that such a terrible ball catcher can actually get it. I guess I can't even react."

...

Yi Cheng smiled slightly, raised his gloves and took the ball thrown by Chen Ming.

No one knows better what he had just given birth-

In order to win this game, Yi Cheng can be said to have invested a lot of money and spent one million to exchange for a temporary catcher spirit of ssR level.

This ssR-level catcher ball spirit is called Buster. It has extraordinary prediction and ball-catching ability. It is said that it is not leaking. Even a fly cannot fly out of his gloves.

Buster is also one of the most powerful catchers of the active professional baseball team.

Although the total price of the permanent ball spirit of the ssR-level catcher is 100 million, the temporary ball spirit only needs one million.

After this game, the ssR-level ball spirit attached to Chen Ming will disappear.

However, for Yi Cheng, it is enough to be able to play in this game.

After removing the risk of the catcher not being able to catch the ball, he can finally open his firepower and try it out.

Yi Cheng's mouth raised slightly, his eyes became sharp.

From now on, the seal will be lifted!
Chapter completed!