These young men are the main players of the third-year high school in the city.

Although the third-year contestants here are basically equivalent to graduation now.

They have no way to participate in official competitions in high school anymore.

But they came to the scene.

Although they could no longer go to Jiaziyuan, they still wanted to take a look at their two enemies, Wangzhe Qingdao High School Baseball Team and Daocheng Industrial.

Who can reach the end?

Who can become the representative of West Tokyo?

And ultimately dominate the country.

When he saw Zhang Han standing on the pitcher mound, Tianjiu looked puzzled.

"Is Han Sang's right-hand pitching strong, too?"

As a pitcher, Tianjiu Guangsheng is very clear.

What does it mean to pitch with an arm that you are not good at?

"Of course not."

As Zhang Han’s former teammate, Xingtian has the right to speak on this matter.

Zhang Han's right-hand pitching gives people the feeling that it is always a medium-range distance.

The difference is definitely not bad, otherwise he would not be able to become Song Fang's main pitcher.

To say how strong it is, it is absolutely nonsense.

Before Zhang Han showed his super-light speed pitching, Xingtian, who was once a teammate, once firmly believed.

Zhang Han has no talent to become a pitcher at all.

Don't look at his performance when he was pitching at Song Fang Shaoba.

But that doesn't mean he is definitely suitable to be a pitcher.

It's like Tojo.

When Tojo was pitching at Matsukaya, his performance was very eye-catching.

However, after arriving at the King Seido High School baseball team, they were reviewed by the coaching staff of the King Seido High School baseball team.

They still think that Tojo is difficult to go far on the pitcher path.

Not completely impossible.

It's just that it's difficult for him to achieve anything.

Compared to Zhang Han's possible achievements in other aspects, his pitching may be really not worth mentioning.

That's why he didn't make his mark on the baseball team of King Seido High School.

Until Zhang Han cast the speed ball of light, everything seemed to have changed.

"Wouldn't the Seidou High School baseball team be very dangerous?"

Tianjiu said quickly.

For him, the truth is often very simple.

Zhang Han's right hand pitching is just like a pitcher, and his opponent is the monsters from the Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team.

In this case, the probability that Zhang Han can turn the tables is too small.

If Zhang Han can't make any waves, wouldn't the King of Qingdao High School Baseball Team be miserable?

This strongest team in the country is likely to lose the quota in Jiaziyuan due to various minor problems.

"His right-hand pitching is indeed not very good, but he is Han Sang!"

Although I don't particularly like Zhang Han's right-hand pitching.

But when Xingtian said the word Hansang, he felt inexplicably in his heart and had a feeling.

"What's the meaning?"

Tian Jiu asked, so he didn't know what he wanted.

"When we played in a team, Hansang's pitching was not much stronger than Tojo. Whether it was the speed or strength of the pitching, including the changes in the baseball itself, the two were actually almost the same! But in key games, supervision would make Hansang play every time. It was strange. It seemed that as long as he stood on the pitching mound, I felt that I would not lose!"

Back then, Song Fang Shaobing passed the hurdles and won the national runner-up.

At that time, Xingtian didn't actually think much about it.

All they had was left was excitement.

At that time, he was still young, had little thoughts and had very immature ideas.

But now looking back.

Although his external performance is not much worse, when Zhang Han stood on the pitcher mound, and when Tojo stood on the pitcher mound.

The feeling it brings to all friends is actually completely different.

As long as Zhang Han is here, they will feel confident.

No matter how many points they are behind, they don’t seem to think that they will lose the game in the end.

This is something that Tojo cannot compare with any of this.

No wonder Supervisor Ono likes to let Hansang play every time it comes to a key game.

It turned out that Superintendent Ono has regarded Zhang Han as the team's life-saving straw.

How could Zhang Han be ordinary even if he pitches with his right hand?

Just when Hoshita was thinking so, the showdown on the court had already begun.

No matter what the players in Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team have, what kind of thoughts are there?

Zhang Han, standing on the pitcher mound, held the ball expressionlessly.

I saw him lift his legs high, then step out, and as the center of gravity of his body shifted, the baseball in his hand roared out.

During the entire pitching process, Zhang Han's movements were like textbooks.

Extremely standard.

“What a beautiful pitch!”

Shanganglu in the attack area subconsciously thoughts emerged from his mind.

He felt that Zhang Han's pitching action seemed to fit a certain beauty.

The moment the ball was thrown, the baseball broke through the layers of air obstacles and appeared in front of the hitter.

"So fast!"

Kataoka muttered subconsciously.

"Bang!"

After the baseball got into Miyuki's gloves, Yamaoka looked up at the huge electronic score version.

The speed shown above is 151.5 kilometers.

There are zeros and wholes.

There was already an uproar in the stands.

Fortunately, they were worried about Zhang Han before, would Zhang Han's right hand pitch work?

Are they totally worried about nothing?

That's Zhang Han!

Even the ball speed in his right hand is enough to make people scared.

The hardcore supporters of the King of Secretariat High School baseball team saw Zhang Han's pitching speed.

One by one, they were dancing excitedly.

It seems that their previous worries are really redundant.

Hansang never let them down.

There wasn't before, and there is no now.

"Ao ah! Ao ah..."

The hardcore supporter of the King Seido High School baseball team seems to have no idea how to express his inner emotions.

They actually hummed a cheering song in the stands.

It was as if Zhang Han had already solved his opponent and was about to end up.

Fortunately, Zhang Han can still control himself.

Instead of losing his composure, he shot the second goal very decisively.
To be continued...