One person is out, and there is someone at one base.

When Zhang Han stood in the strike zone, almost everyone was looking forward to the moment when he grabbed the home run.

For fans who watched the game on the spot, this is undoubtedly something that makes them excited to their blood.

Exciting, unimaginable stimulation...

Witnessing history with one's own eyes is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

What else is more exciting for baseball fans than this moment?

The situation at the scene was very bad, and the man standing on the pitcher mound seemed to be an enemy of the whole world.

Except for himself and his teammates behind him, and a very small number of supporters of their city's junior high school seniors.

The vast majority of people at the scene, even many fans who originally supported the city's junior high school baseball team, had the same idea at this moment.

That's to see the home run appear.

As the villain, Tianjiu Guangsheng seemed to be honestly shooting an ordinary straight shot to get Zhang Han to get the home run.

Only in this way can he live up to the wishes of those fans.

"Who do you think of me?"

Unfortunately, the man on the pitcher mound is not that soft persimmon.

On the contrary, what was revealed in his eyes was the fierce light of a beast.

Tianjiu Guangsheng knows very well what his current situation is?

He also knew very well their current dilemma.

what to do?

It's very simple, just throw the baseball in your hand cleanly and neatly.

As long as Tianjiu can solve Zhang Han, all difficulties will be solved.

At this moment, the probability that the city's junior high school baseball team will eventually turn around is indeed very slim.

Even the Holy Spirit of Heavenly Jiujiu could not deny this.

But being minimal does not mean that there is no hope at all.

Tianjiu Guangsheng has extraordinary confidence in the players on their team.

The players of the senior high school baseball team in the city are all monsters.

In order to practice swinging the baton, they practice until night every time, and even insist on practicing under the street lights.

There is even a very absurd legend in the city's junior high school baseball team. It is said that a man who insists on swinging a baton a thousand times every day can see the legendary strike elves.

The man who was blessed by the attacked elf will be beaten every time.

Although the players of the senior high school baseball team in the city do not have such blessings, you can see the legendary strike elves.

After all, if they can really see the attack elves, then all the players in the city's junior high school baseball team will have the same attack as Zhang Han.

If they really have that kind of blow power, let alone these high school opponents, even if they find players from professional teams, they will never be their opponents.

Although there is no so-called strike elves, this does not mean that the players of the junior high school baseball team will have no effect when they practice swinging their batons in a crazy way.

The situation is exactly the opposite.

Their exercises are not only effective, but also very significant.

How significant is it?

It can be said that as long as the fighters of the city's junior high school baseball team are given the opportunity, Tianjiu believes that they will definitely be able to attract any pitcher in the country.

Whether it is Cheng Gongming of Daocheng Industrial or Hongo Authentic of the Troll Dativuzu High School Baseball Team, Tianjiu believes that his teammates can solve the opponent.

Among them, they naturally include the ace pitcher Eijun Sawamura, the baseball team of King Seido High School.

"As long as I can solve you!"

Tianjiu stared at Zhang Han in the attack area fiercely, and he once again strengthened his inner thoughts.

"Then all the problems will be solved, and we still have hope."

With the courage in his heart, Tianjiu grabbed the white baseball in his hand and pressed all his strength on the pitching fingers.

"Go to die!"

He seemed to have used all his strength in his body. He wanted to use this ball to get rid of Zhang Han cleanly.

In the attack area, Zhang Han, who had no expression at first, suddenly glared at his eyes.

As the hitter, he already felt the other party's determination to face him head-on.

How can I let this go?

Zhang Han stared at Tianjiu, as long as the baseball was thrown by Tianjiu, he scored a good goal.

Zhang Han must knock the ball away!

In this moment of confrontation, Tianjiu, who was about to throw the baseball in his hand, suddenly trembled his eyelids.

The moment Tianjiu made a pitch, he hooked the baseball hard with his two fingers.

"Swoosh!"

The white baseball flew over.

"Um?"

Zhang Han, who originally planned to swing his baton with all his might, he hesitated after seeing the flying baseball.

He originally wanted to do his best, but the moment he saw this ball, Zhang Han decided to give up swinging the baton first.

When the white baseball flew to home base, it suddenly fell and bounced to the ground.

"Bang!"

Gao Jian used his body to block the rebounding baseball and failed to receive the ball into his gloves.

"Bad ball!"

The referee was stunned for a moment and announced the result.

The referee obviously did not expect that Tianjiu Guangsheng, who had a strong momentum before, suddenly made such a explosive shot?

"Are you too tired? Or..."

The referee was guessing uncertainly.

Not only did the referee feel confused, but the players of the senior high school baseball team in the city were also a little confused.

What's wrong with their ace pitcher?

Why did something suddenly go wrong?

"pause!"

Gao Jian, who was in the catcher's position, decided to pause after hesitating for a while.

He knew in his heart that if there was a problem with their ace pitcher at this time, then they would probably have no hope.

Several infielders from the city's junior high school baseball team gathered on the pitcher mound.

But after arriving on the pitching mound, these players were in trouble again.

Their ace pitcher Tianjiu is a proud and arrogant person.

Even if he really encounters difficulties, he would rather find ways to solve them by himself than bother others.

At this time, even though they called for a pause, even if everyone came over and wanted to work together to find a way to solve the problem.

People may not be willing to appreciate it.

In this case, their suspension may backfire.

The players of the senior high school baseball team in the city are basically all muscle-filled characters. It’s okay to let them play baseball, let them use their brains and play emotional intelligence.

It's really a bit difficult for them.

"What's going on? Why did you hit the bad ball just now?"

After thinking for a long time, several infielders from the city's junior high school baseball team could not think of appropriate words.

In the end, I could only choose to go straight to the point.

What surprised them was that this time Tianjiu Guangsheng did not get angry, and the expression on his face was extremely dull.

"It's nothing, I just feel like the baseball will be blown away."

Tianjiu Guangsheng's face was a little numb.

This pitcher with a lot of inner drama has no interest in acting now.

When he thought of the scene of the showdown just now, he felt a little chilled...

Originally, he wanted to do his best to throw the baseball in his hand and then take action to get rid of Zhang Han's.
To be continued...