"Maybe it can break Hansang's previous ball speed record."

The friend next to him was guessing excitedly.

But Watanabe's mouth slightly raised.

"That may not be..."

If it is him, he will definitely use the trick in the practice competition.

On the pitcher mound, Zhang Han raised his legs high.

No matter when, he tried his best to make his moves exactly the same.

Exactly natural, exactly smooth, exactly the same steps, exactly the same ball...

The most important difference is actually the moment baseball takes action.

All the changes in Zhang Han's pitching were in the last moment.

This time, he placed his two fingers gently on the baseball.

After a series of wonderful pitching moves, he did not press his own strength, but gently sent the ball out with his fingers.

"call out!"

The white ball appeared instantly like a dazzling white light.

The position is exactly the same as the previous three balls, all in the center.

The blue veins on the forehead of Dongqing Kingdom had already jumped out.

Although he knew that there were different changes in the ball like Zhang Han shot.

But facing himself, that little brat Zhang Han was relieved and bold in attacking with a straight shot straight ball one after another.

Dongqing Kingdom wants to endure.

But the boiling blood made him unable to endure it no matter what.

He had to take action. If he didn't take action at this time, Dong Qingguo would feel that the blood rushing in his body would be spit out in one mouthful.

That's now!

Even Zhang Han's speed of light ball was exactly the same position, after watching four consecutive balls, Dongqing Kingdom had already gotten used to it.

He couldn't wait until the baseball was fully in hand and then waved the bat in his hand.

He knew that it was impossible to be too late.

If he really wants to hit Zhang Han's straight ball, he can only start earlier.

Before the baseball can get in hand, he must swing the bat in his hand in advance.

in advance!

That's now!

Dongqingguo played ball on his own intuition.

He didn't calculate, but felt that it was almost done, so he decisively swung the bat in his hand.

"boom!"

A huge roar swept past Yuki's eyes.

So much so that Miyuki felt that his breathing became difficult.

What a terrible speed. In this short moment, the air in the strike zone seemed to have been drained.

However, when the bat swept over, people heard no sound.

The bat touched nothing.

Disappeared again?

Dongqing thought so subconsciously.

But soon, he saw the traces of the white ball with the light of his eyes.

How is that possible?

His swing is over, how could baseball not have passed yet?

How could the speed of this ball be so slow?

"Bang!"

"nice shot!!!"

The questions in Dongqing Kingdom's mind were destined to be no explanation.

But the sweat on his forehead unconsciously oozed out.

Just before, Dong Qingguo thought he had figured out all the pitching rules of Zhang Han.

He generally knew why he could never encounter Zhang Han's pitching.

I don’t know how Zhang Han did it. When he shot straight balls, he could make the baseball float and sink to a certain extent.

This is why Dong Qingguo, who aimed at the ball, never could touch the ball.

During the second round of attacks, Dongqing, who realized this, was also mentally prepared and planned.

It is obviously not a good idea to try to hit Zhang Han's pitch head-on.

He must have a plan in advance...

Dongqing also knew that such a plan had a link to success rate and luck.

In other words, he may not be able to really hit the ball.

But this is the best way he can think of at present.

However, just when the Dongqing Kingdom made up its mind to take the risk and even hit the ball.

A huge accident knocked him out again.

No matter what, he never expected that in addition to the parallel changes in the upper and lower parts, Zhang Han's pitching also had spatial changes in depth.

Zhang Han can control the ball speed freely!

Zhang Han, who was originally in the eyes of Dongqing Kingdom, was about the same height as him and was twice as thinner than him.

The body suddenly became taller.

So much so that he, the former senior, had to look up to him.

"What is the ball speed?"

Although my friends didn't expect Zhang Han to use such a ball.

But they still feel curious. How fast is the ball that looks like a fast but is actually too slow?

“141 km!”

A smile appeared on Watanabe's face.

It's exactly the same as he thought.

He had done such a thing before.

He dared not say that he could guess 100% of the ball match between Yuyu and Zhang Han, but he could guess 100% of the ball.

If your physical fitness is better...

Every time I think of this, Watanabe can't help but have such thoughts.

"I don't know how it will change next, I've already..."

Watanabe shook his head when he heard the expectant voice of his friends.

"Then what else will be revealed in the future? The winner will be announced at this moment."

Watanabe's voice was so low that the little friend standing beside him didn't hear clearly what he was saying?

"What did you just say?"

Watanabe's face showed an expression as if nothing had happened again.

"Nothing, I said this game was really exciting."

“Is that more than that?”

Every step is designed.

Even Senior Dong, who had already entered the professional team, was stunned by the play.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

"Bang..."

"nice shot!!!"
To be continued...