Zhang Han strikes up Gong Ming and completely scrambles the final showdown of today's game to the climax.

The fans in the stands were extremely excited.

"Nine! Nine are already..."

"What nine?"

Some fans have been focusing on watching the game, so they have not noticed any important information at all.

The fan who spoke first raised his hand proudly and compared a number of nine.

"Zhang Hanjun, he has scored nine strikeouts so far."

Compared with the twelve strikeouts won by Cheng Gongming, Zhang Han doesn't seem to have many strikeouts.

Some people may think, it is really necessary for everyone to compete on the same court, is it so ostentatious?

But everyone who thinks this way must not understand the situation.

So far, Cheng Gongming has been on the court to pitch from the beginning, and has now scored 24 outs.

Twelve of these were strikeouts, and the remaining twelve were taken down with the help of his teammates.

The probability of hitting off is about 50%, which is already very, very amazing.

But Zhang Han is different. Zhang Han only stood on the pitcher in the sixth game, and he was ordered to be in danger.

Not only were he facing the core hitters of Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team, but there were still people on the baseball team at that time.

Not only did he successfully resolve the crisis, he also won nine outs.

Now there are ten outs. Among these ten outs, he only has one outs, and he relies on the help of his teammates to win the number of outs.

The remaining nine were basically based on his own efforts to perfectly resolve the offense of the Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team.

Strike all the hitters.

Ninety percent probability.

This probability alone is enough to make people stunned.

It’s no wonder those supporters of Seido High School baseball team are so excited.

Of course, what they hoped is not just that. They hoped that Zhang Han could score a double-digit strikeout in this game.

With such a record, this game will definitely be recorded and become a classic.

It's not a classic of hitting, but a classic of pitching.

"The sixth baseman, first baseman, Yamaoka Lu."

Next, the attack area was the sixth baseball team of Daocheng Industrial High School, Shanganglu.

Before the guy came on the field to attack, he drank a bucket of two liters of mineral water. So much so that his whole body looked a little bigger than usual.

Even while waiting for the attack, Shan Ganglu's eyes never left Zhang Han.

Seeing Cheng Gongming's baton fall at the last moment, Shanganglu's gaze flashed slightly.

Cheng Gongming's intuition was already very famous in the middle school days of China. If he were in good shape, there would be almost no balls that he could not score.

There is one very important reason why he was promoted to the core position of the fifth bat of the team by Guoyou Supervisor, because Guoyou Supervisor was full of expectations for his intuition.

And other Daocheng Industrial players are convinced of this.

But it was Cheng Gongming like this that he didn't even touch the ball at the last moment of the duel with Zhang Han?

This is unreasonable!

Very, very unreasonable.

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, Shangang Lu believed that there must be something he didn't know about here.

So he was very careful when attacking.

The first two goals were not even taken.

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!!"

With his big eyes like a copper bell, Shanganglu couldn't see what was wrong with Zhang Han's pitching.

From his perspective, although the baseball flies very fast, the ball path is very clear.

It's just an ordinary straight ball.

Logically speaking, as long as their swing speed keeps up with the baseball, they should be able to hit the ball.

Yamaoka carried the bat behind him and acted as he tried his best to strike.

Here comes!

"call out!"

The baseball in Zhang Han's hand appeared in front of the hitter like a dazzling white light.

Yamaokari, who had been specially trained by the pitching machine before, would not have been suppressed by such a ball speed. He saw the flying baseball and decisively waved the bat in his hand.

Have it!

From the perspective of Shanganglu, he almost saw his bat hitting a baseball.

In this way, even if he can't hit the center of the ball, he can force the baseball to fly out with his arrogant power.

But just as the bat was about to hit the baseball, the white baseball disappeared again.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

"Strike out!!"

Shanganglu, who observed two goals, decided and then moved, was solved.

Zhang Han won the 10th strikeout, refreshing his strikeout in today's game to double digits.

The fans in the stands, especially the young ladies at the forefront, were so excited that they danced with joy, as if they were the ones who won this dazzling record.

Of course, it is not surprising that they have such an idea.

After all, as fans, they are qualified to share the glory of their idols.

Two outs, no one came to the base.

The Seidou High School baseball team only needs to win another out to complete their garage mission.

At this time, Daocheng Industrial seemed to have given up its plan to continue the attack.

The next hitters they played in a short-strike stance.

With two outs and no one has been on the base, the opponent is not a player like Carl Rose.

He chose to play short-term games just to help the team regain some face and interrupt Zhang Han's strikeout.

But unfortunately, although his idea is good, it is not that easy to do.

Zhang Han shot the ball he wanted twice in a row, and at this time, he was in a very good condition.

He had to shoot a few more shots, remember this feeling, and remember it firmly.

Let this feeling become a part of his body so that he can use this ball smoothly when he pitches in the future.

"bring it on!"

Although the hitter poses short-strikes, it is easier to observe changes in baseball.

But Zhang Han finally found the feeling and didn't try to practice more while pitching. Next time he really mastered it, he didn't know when it would be.

This opportunity cannot be missed.

Yuyuki gave Zhang Han a decisive code and waited for him to throw the baseball in his hand.

"call out!"

Baseball came to the hitter almost instantly.

Daocheng's seventh bat, looking at the baseball approaching quickly, his eyes were filled with deep doubts.

Why?

They have all given up on the offense, so why are the players of Seido High School baseball team still unwilling to give in?

Why do you have to do your best when he makes a short move?

As a result, the baseball's speed was too fast. Although he saw the trajectory of the baseball's flight, it was too late to adjust the bat.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"
Chapter completed!