But, it doesn't work...

Since he chose the baseball path, he hopes that he can walk better on this path.

Once you choose to be a pitcher, it will definitely affect his baseball life.

Zhang Han couldn't accept this.

The career lifespan of athletes is much shorter than other professions.

For high-confrontation types like basketball and football, their physical fitness begins to decline once they pass thirty.

It's hard to continue fighting.

Even if baseball is relatively better, forty is a big threshold.

Zhang Han didn't have that big ambition and wanted to fight until he was 40 years old.

But it's still necessary to do thirty-five and six.

This is what he chose to be a pitcher and there is no way he can do it.

In the first half of the nine innings, the Trolls Big Ivy Crane High School Baseball Team attacked.

Their players obviously haven't given up yet.

After standing in the strike zone, the hitter stared at Zhang Han tightly.

Zhang Han had a smile on his face.

He still enjoys this kind of showdown, fighting against his opponents.

"boom!"

The white baseball, like a laser, flashed past the hitter's eyes.

The first batsman of the Troll Big Vinegar High School baseball team and their team's original core strong team, watched the baseball fly past his eyes without having time to react.

quick!

So fast!!

I kept waiting for the baseball to get into Miyuki Kazuya's gloves, and the hitter finally realized what happened?

But it's too late.

The hitter widened his eyes unwillingly and looked at the tall figure on the pitcher mound.

The warriors rushed out of the ice and snow never thought they were worse than others.

Especially after building confidence in the Jiaziyuan arena, their feelings are even stronger.

Until now, when I saw Zhang Han's pitching, the troll Big Vine Roll High School baseball team hitter was all the time.

How is that possible?

How come the gap is so big!

They have already reached the final of Jiaziyuan, the end of this dream stage.

Even if both sides compete, their skills are not as good as others, everyone should be on the same level.

Why, why can the pitchers of the Seido High School baseball team be so strong?

He can't figure it out...

What made him even more puzzled was that the ball thrown by Zhang Han was faster than the other.

It was fine when the first ball was shot, but by the second ball, he could no longer catch it.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!!"

"Strike out!"

"Strike out!!"

In almost the blink of an eye, Zhang Han had already scored two strikeouts.

The Seido High School baseball team only had the last number of outs left after winning the game.

At this time, the person who stood in the attack area happened to be replaced and authentic.
Chapter completed!