Zhou Zhe is about two meters tall and very wide.

A face with a wide chin.

The eyes are fierce.

In ancient times, he was definitely a powerful general.

Although this guy looks rough, his face is gloomy. Judging from the previous duel with Yan Fei, the hitter is not a brainless muscle man.

When Yan Fei made a bad ball before, he was able to withdraw the bat back at the moment of shooting.

This is completely unattainable for ordinary people.

Especially with his physique as tall as 2 meters, it is even more difficult to do.

This requires keen insight, accurate judgment and terrible reaction ability of extraordinary people.

So in comparison, he is also a trump card player, and he is different from Su Xiao he met before.

Su Xiao has extraordinary dynamic vision, so he takes action quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and has a strong prediction.

However, the body is relatively small and the strength is not enough, so it is considered the king of speed.

Zhou Zhe does not have the dynamic vision like Su Xiao, so he is a little worse in prediction. Fortunately, he has a good reaction ability, which can make up for this.

In terms of strength, Zhou Zhe is obviously stronger.

As long as he hits it, the ball can basically fly far away.

This is the power-agile hero.

Yi Cheng took several deep breaths in a row.

It is false to say that you are not nervous.

Anyone who faces the current situation will be so nervous

Full of the roof.

The two were eliminated.

As long as Zhou Zhe scored a home run, he would score 4 points.

Of course, for Mingfeng Middle School, which is already 10 points behind, losing another 4 points is not a big problem.

It’s just that the salted fish has become saltier and there is no chance of turning around.

Zhou Zhe danced the bat so hard that it was full of vigor, and then held the bat to his chest like a warrior.

I'm taking off the game now? What do you do?

Zhou Zhe's eyes were sharp, as if he was saying, "I want to beat you with a blow."

Yi Cheng curled his lips expressionlessly.

He turned a deaf ear to the sounds around him and Zhou Zhe's eyes.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath and gently placed his index finger and middle finger above the widest part of the ball's suture according to the grip method he remembered.

Fingers are perpendicular to the stitches.

He hugged his hands tightly in front of his chest quickly.

Zhou Zhe was slightly surprised

That pose looks weird, completely different from other pitchers.

But it hid Yi Cheng's right hand behind his shoulders very well.

Then

Yi Cheng took a step forward.

Sand and soil are flying.

The distance between the forefoot protrudes is very large.

Yi Cheng waved his arm and retreated.

The baseball was still perfectly blocked behind the thigh.

Zhou Zhe was slightly surprised.

That posture.

It seems familiar.

Next second

Yi Cheng's elbow bent outward and raised it behind his head.

A little weird

Zhou Zhe's eyes narrowed, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Because he could only vaguely see a piece of wrist behind Yi Cheng's hat.

If you cannot see the pitcher's movements and how you hold the ball, it will be difficult to judge the ball.

Whoosh!

A white light flew out from Yi Cheng's hand.

At the same time, Zhou Zhe took a step outside and quickly swept out the bat in his hand.

The light around seemed to dim at this moment.

The bat meandered through and swept out a fan in the air.

However, just as it was about to seal the white ball's path forward, the ball jumped forward like a spirituality

Bang!!

A crisp sound.

The baseball drilled straight into the catcher's glove.

Raise a piece of smoke and dust.

The catcher Xiao Hei didn't move at all, and instinctively closed the gloves and steadily caught the baseball.

Rather than catching it, it was the ball that came in like a soul.

Center glove center.

The force came in a fierce manner, like a bullet.

Xiao Hei felt his wrist tremble.

He was frightened silly.

"nice shot!!!"

With the referee's announcement.

A green light on the scoreboard lit up.

A big number is displayed in the pitcher:

156.

The whole audience was quiet for 3 seconds.

"Damn it!!"

Then it boiled.

Everyone couldn't help but stand up from their seats and stared at the big screen in the distance.

This shot just now triggered the skill of the firearm.

So the straight ball was slightly accelerated, and the speed reached 156

This is already comparable to the top speed of pitchers in the first-tier professional baseball team.

But the skill of the musket sprayer is not effective every time.

This is the limit of a level ball spirit.

If you change to the level of the Kamikaze Wings Ball Spirit, you will probably be above 160 every time.

Moreover, the speed ball acceleration effect of Kamikaze Wings is much stronger.

Zhou Zhe gasped heavily and his eyes became colder.

Yicheng was too brave just now.

Almost cut it into it by rubbing his chest.

A slight difference will turn into a touch ball.

But Yi Cheng also admires Zhou Zhe for being brave enough

The ball he had just now not retreated at all. It would be no joke if he was hit by a baseball of such a high speed.
To be continued...