Now after the shot, Yi Cheng's fingertips were also trembling slightly.

If the ball just now hadn't triggered the firearm's skill, he might have been knocked out by him.

Second ball, Yi Cheng raised his legs, pulled his arm, stepped, and shook his shoulders

A series of movements are flowing, and it is so beautiful.

The white ball ran towards the catcher's glove with a powerful ball.

A gust of wind was brought out in the air.

Zhou Zhe exerted force with his legs, twisted his waist, ready to shoot a blow.

But just as the white ball is about to enter the home plate

Zhou Zhe suddenly braked, retreated, and took back the batting action.

The white ball fell rapidly and flew into the catcher glove.

"Bad ball!!"

Fuck

Yi Cheng looked at him in disbelief.

What kind of judgment and reaction speed is this?

The ball just now is probably half a body distance from the good ball belt.

If it weren't for Zhou Zhe, it would have swung the baton if it were someone else.

But Zhou Zhe knew very well that if he swung the baton just now, he would not be able to touch the falling speed ball with his movements.

At this point, it was already a good ball and a bad ball.

Although they only shot two goals, everyone was so nervous that the whole game was silent.

In the third goal, Yi Cheng still shot a bad ball in half.

Zhou Zhe did not swing the baton.

The fourth ball is still a bad ball.

This guy Zhou Zhe

Yi Cheng gritted his teeth and chuckled.

It's really cautious and difficult to deal with.

He had never met a hitter like Zhou Zhe.

It's like a hyena, biting it tightly, and if you accidentally get it completely eaten, there's not even a residue left.

Now the number of pitches is 1 better and 3 worse.

Yi Cheng can no longer shoot bad balls and cheat the balls. The balls below must be fully shot.

All the audience's hearts were hung to their throats.

Everyone was extremely anxious.

What kind of immortal scene is this?

Just watching the football is so nervous.

That's the case with the top major league games?

On the fifth goal, Yi Cheng's eyes sterned, and he made all his strength to make a serve.

The ball is not fast, only from 130 to 140.

The moment he took action, Yi Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he secretly screamed, "I'm not good."

The position of the ball was a bit high, but it was inside the good ball belt.

Zhou Zhe didn't miss this opportunity, he smiled grimly and swept the giant stick outwards

bn!!
Chapter completed!