Luo He pinched the mustache on his chin and couldn't cover the smile on his face.

This luck is simply overwhelming!

West Tokyo is the most famous fierce battle zone in the country.

If you want to stand out from this area, your strength is certainly the first priority.

But luck is also extremely important.

The Seidou High School baseball team is now well grouped. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to reach the final smoothly.

"No, there is one more."

But Takashima Rei didn't relax and kept holding her hands tightly.

"Don't worry, the position in the quarterfinals here is almost filled, and there is only one quota in District B. There are three quotas there, and the probability that Daocheng is here is only 25%.

"Next, Daocheng Industrial High School Baseball Team."

The representative sent by Daocheng Industrial is the minister of their team, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle.

The middle-aged man walked up to the rostrum with steady steps, reached into the box, and took it out. He glanced at the number on his face, and the expression on his face was even worse than crying.

“No. 44!”
Chapter completed!