In four groups, they were assigned to the Seidou High School baseball team in the same group. Isn’t this a bad luck?

However, the tail shape supervision never complained about bad luck from beginning to end, but kept saying that his team was lucky.

Is this really the case?

Fujifu was very suspicious.

If the other party is not having a problem with his brain, there must be other mysteries that they don’t know.

"You mean, can Mingchuan all rely on Yang Shunchen to get to this point? I wonder if we can interview him?"

Fujifu asked.

"He is practicing now, but it's almost over. I wonder if you can wait a little longer?"

"no problem."

"Then let's go to the place where he practices."

While speaking, several people had already arrived at the driving range of Mingchuan Academy.

Then, Fujifu and Akiko Yamato saw a scene that impressed them extremely deeply.

"boom!"

The baseball flying out of the pitching machine in the center of the court is arrogant and arrogant to destroy everything.

The baseball was so fast that it almost flew over ten meters in the blink of an eye and landed steadily on the guard network.

The hitter with a helmet, knee pads, elbow pads, and all the protective gear was so scared that he screamed strangely.

"It's so scary! Is anyone really able to shoot a 155km ball?"

The ball of 150 kilometers made him feel that it was the limit. Now he used his eyes to use 155 kilometers, and he felt that his eyes were painful to stare at the ball.

"Fortunately, I didn't retreat."

"I am worthy of being the senior Shiraki, and my courage is commendable."

The friends who are watching and practicing are very interested.

"Senior, do you want to accompany me to practice a few goals? I'm already impatient."

Yang Shunchen, wearing glasses, invited him to senior Bai Bird who had just used his eyes to adapt to the fastball.

"This challenge is too exciting. I just adapted to the extreme fast ball of 155 kilometers and was about to face Sun Chen's pitch again, which would be a death."

Some friends couldn't help but speak.

Senior Bai Bird gritted his teeth secretly.

"Come on, who is afraid of who?"

As the fourth best player of the team, if he retreats, how can he set an example for his friends behind him?

"Where will the baseball go this time, inside or outside?"

Although he made up his mind to challenge, Bai Bird still seemed very confused when he really stood in the attack area.

Obviously, the duel with Yang Shunchen was a very painful thing for him.

"Do I need to tell you in advance? Senior."

In sharp contrast to him, Yang Shunchen was in high spirits and asked with a smile.

"No need, just let the horse come over!"

The white bird said gritting its teeth.

Obviously he is the kind of stubborn person who can cut off his head and he can shed blood, but his hairstyle cannot be messed up.

Inner angle!

The baseball is tightly attached to the good ball and straps on the sideline.

I just used my eyes to adapt to the ball that had been 155 kilometers, but now the ball speed has dropped by four or five levels, which is about 135 kilometers.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be very difficult to deal with.

But when the White Bird saw the baseball flying, it was not easy at all.

Although the ball speed is slow, the baseball thrown is like a scalpel, and it should be as accurate as possible.

This kind of ball sticking to the sideline makes it very difficult for him to deal with. He is willing to leave it alone, but he is afraid that it will become a good ball.

If you attack, you will most likely fall outside the boundary.

I can't control it anymore!

The entangled emotions appeared for a moment and were quickly suppressed by the white bird.

He decided not to worry anymore, he decided to try decisively.

He held the bat in his hands tightly with both hands, recalling his unwillingness to face the 155-kilometer ball speed just now. When Bai Bird swung the baton this time, he almost even used the strength to feed himself.

"Buzz!"

The bat swung quickly, and the catcher in the catcher position heard the sound of breaking through the air when swinging the bat.

However, the majestic swing did not touch the baseball.

The ball, which was close to the sideline, drooped when it approached the good ball belt.

"Damn it's the change ball!"

The white bird saw it.

But when he used his strength to swing the baton, he now had no time to change the bat in his hand.

I could only grit my teeth and continue to attack.

Then the bat and the white baseball intersected, and no one could meet anyone.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

The white bird that swung the baton and fell to nothing seemed indignant.

"Sunchen, it's too despicable for you to do this. You can't rely on understanding us, just..."

The rest of the matter was not possible, the White Bird could not say it.

No matter from which perspective, it is disgraceful.

"Understand is mutual. I understand you, and you understand me too. You can also use my weaknesses to attack me."

The afterglow of the sunset spread on Yang Shunchen's glasses, reflecting golden light.

And Yang Shunchen seemed to be wrapped in this golden light.
Chapter completed!