If their ideas are seen through by their opponents, it is very likely that they will be intercepted by others before they can implement them.

As for the opponent's team getting the players they want, is it useful?

The opponent's team doesn't care.

Whether it is useful or not to others is not important.

The most important purpose of someone signing the contestant is to not achieve your goal.

There are no fewer ways to intrigue in professional competitions than in society, or even more.

The intrigues in society are sometimes not so extreme, and everyone has to take into account their face.

But the intrigue on the court is different.

In order to win the final victory and to make the team's game data look better, these guys sometimes do everything they can.

They have no lower limit!

There is no information, no intelligence, and I don’t even know the opponent’s pitching style.

The players of the Tokyo team still do not intend to miss the offensive opportunity.

Shanganglu, standing on the attack area, was even more motivated.

They have already played the previous advantage, although the opponent in front of him looks extraordinary. But after all, like the Tokyo team players, he has both legs and a head on his neck.

He also has no three heads and six arms, he is just a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

As long as it is an opponent of the same level, even if the opponent's heart is shaken a little bit, then Shanganglu will be sure to blow the baseball thrown by the opponent cleanly and neatly.

He licked his lips excitedly, staring at his opponent without blinking.

It seems that William has become his prey.

The players of the North American team also felt the momentum of the hitters.

Tokyo team players are not easy to mess with.

Zhang Han and the others have proved this with practical actions.

But looking at the pitcher who had just changed into the field, even if he encountered such a huge crisis, the players of the North American team did not seem to be in a hurry.

The look they looked at Shanganglu was almost the same as the clown jumping.

Although none of them spoke, Zhang Han, who was standing in front of the rest area, still felt what these contestants meant.

They are mocking the Tokyo team players!

What to mock?

The players who mocked the Tokyo team knew nothing about strength.

This scene looks particularly weird.

But it happened again.

Zhang Han subconsciously touched his neck, and he felt a cool breeze blowing across his neck.

"This scene is not right!"

I found that the problem was not only Zhang Han, but also Cheng Gongming with a frown.

Zhang Han nodded aside. "It's indeed not right!"

Meigong, who was standing not far behind the two of them, listened to them whispering for a long time, and then said four words that something was wrong.

Isn’t this a waste of time?

"What's wrong? Do you guys say it?"

Zhang Han and Cheng Gongming turned their heads, looked at Mei Gong, and stopped talking.

"Hey, what do you mean? Do you look down on me?"

Mei Gong couldn't stand it now, and he was furious.

"Idiot, even if we can really explain it to you, can you figure it out with your walnut-sized brain?"

"Not to mention, we just noticed something wrong. We will have to wait until they meet."

Just as the players in the Tokyo team's rest area were discussing countermeasures, the showdown on the court had already begun.

William, the pitcher of the North American team, acted faster than they thought.

"Swoosh!"

A white baseball roared and hung directly below the inner corner.

Cheng Gongming subconsciously said.

Several players from Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team didn't look good either.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

Shanganglu in the attack area did not react at all, and watched the ball fly over.

Immediately afterwards, the second ball flew over, almost the same ball path as the first ball.

"Table!"

"Outside the boundary!"

Shanganglu, who barely swung the baton, knocked the ball out of bounds.

Although Yamaoka Riki was very tenacious, the cruel reality was that he was chased after just two goals.

One person is out, and there are people at one and three bases.

"What the hell is going on? That guy doesn't seem to be strong in pitching, why can't he take action!"

In the rest area of ​​the Tokyo team, some players couldn't help but mutter.

This player himself did not notice that he was very cowardly at this time and seemed to dare not face anything.

But no matter whether he is cowardly or not.

No matter what he was complaining about?

William on the pitcher mound made the third goal coldly.

It didn't seem like a sharp pitch, but Shangang Lu frowned.

He barely took action, and the bat and the baseball crossed.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

"Strike out, get out!"

One person is out, and there are people with one or three bases.

Under this oppression, it is almost easy for the North American team players to lose another point.

But after William came on the court, he stopped this unfavorable momentum and stopped the Tokyo team's offense, without taking the Tokyo team's players further.

Not only that, he also won the second outing.

The third outs are immediately followed.

"Exit!"

Three outs, offense and defense exchange.

Faced with a huge crisis with people at first and third bases, William, who had just started playing, easily resolved it.

The players of the Tokyo team did not seize this opportunity to score and scored a crucial point.

On the contrary, their situation is still extremely embarrassing.

Of course, the North American team players would not give up. After they stopped the Tokyo representative's attack on the pitching mound, they began to attack with all their hearts.

Tianjiuguang Sheng took the effort of nine or two tigers to barely hold on, and did not lose points in the first half of the fifth game.

In the second half of the fifth inning, the Tokyo team attacked. The first to stand in the attack area was Cheng Miyako, who was responsible for playing the 9th bat.

"I want to see what kind of monster you are?"
Chapter completed!