Yan Fei’s title of Yuanyue Scimitar is not a concealer.

Although his ball does lack ball power and speed, his ball control is accurate and the large drop of the curved ball makes it difficult for the hitter to hit.

These are his strengths.

Once the inner desire for victory and defeat is ignited, this guy can rival the pitcher of any strong team.

Slap sex.

With nine consecutive shots, Yan Fei strikes out three opponents.

The players of No. 1 Middle School went up and down, but they didn't even heat up the bats.

"put!"

Three strikers hit the helmet to the ground, venting his resentment.

They originally wanted to hit at least one hit on Yan Fei's hand and then successfully get the fourth ball, which is the ace Su Xiao who came on the field and scored.

But Su Xiao just held the bat and squatted in the circle of the preparation area half-kneeled, watching his players leave, and had no chance to play.

...

Ran Bingqing raised his eyebrows lightly and cast a proud look at the people around him who had said bad things about Yan Fei.

Look, who said my pitcher is not as good as others?

It's 3k as soon as you get on the field, it depends on what you say.

...

In the first half of the second game, facing Mingfeng Middle School's strong line play, Li Zhenyuan from City No. 1 Middle School still did not let them score.

The game entered the second half of the second inning.

Amid the cheers of everyone, Su Xiao, ace player from No. 1 Middle School in the city, stood in the battle area.

"Su Xiao!Su Xiao!Su Xiao!"

The audience's cheers turned into uniform sounds.

It took a long time to stop.

Mom.

Yi Cheng felt the terrifying power of fans for the first time.

"What's so amazing about being handsome?"

Teammate Chen Fan looked sad and angry.

"That's right, it's really nothing to be handsome..." Xia Yuan whispered to him.

"You are not qualified to say this!"

Xia Yuan aroused public anger from his teammates.

"I don't think it's anything, either." Yi Cheng curled his lips.

After two seconds, he saw that everyone was silent and he glanced at everyone.

"Why don't you say I'm not qualified to say this?"

Yicheng feels that his appearance can be at least ranked in the top three in the team.

Xia Yuan is the first.

Luo Tian is the second one.

He is incompatible with Luo Tian, ​​or according to Yi Cheng's own judgment, he is a little more handsome than Luo Tian.

"I have never seen such a shameless person."

Yi Cheng originally thought his teammates would ridicule like this.

As a result, after two seconds, everyone just raised their heads and glanced at him indifferently.

"Compared with Xia Yuan, you are simply ugly."

"Damn!" Yi Cheng threw down his gloves, "Believe me or not..."

...

The four-stick hitter of the No. 1 Middle School, the team's ace and soul figure, Su Xiao, held the bat with both hands, stood sideways with his butt sticking out, and stood in the attack area. His head turned sideways and stared at Yan Fei's eyes.

Baseball is a showdown between hitters and pitchers.

Whoever retreats will lose.

Yan Fei was not afraid at all and looked at Su Xiao.

This is a showdown between the two teams and the aces.

Everyone was waiting with breath. I wonder if Yan Fei would curb Su Xiao's attack or be hit by the opponent?

Catcher Yi Xingyu squatted on the ground and glanced at Su Xiao from the corner of his eyes.

When this guy came to him, he felt that Su Xiao's physique was really tall.

Perhaps it was because he had a slap face that made people mistakenly think that he was not tall.

Looking at his two tight calves, they are obviously muscular.

Whether it is physical or posture, Su Xiao reveals a domineering momentum.

Yi Xingyu had a calm face and thought about the way to match the ball-

Su Xiao is a left-handed, while Yan Fei is a right-handed pitcher.

If you shoot an outside corner, you will easily be hit by him.

So let’s start with a second-line speed ball in the inner corner.

He gave Yan Fei a secret code.

Yan Fei nodded with understanding.

...

He raised his arm and threw the first shot forward.

Su Xiao's body suddenly sank, his feet staggered, and he held the bat tightly with both hands to welcome the incoming ball.

Yan Fei and Yi Xingyu were shocked at the same time—

No?

Play the first ball?!

bang!

Yan Fei's pitch was hit along the sideline.

"Outside the boundary!"

The presiding trial announced.

Damn it!

Fortunately, it's outside the world.

Yi Xingyu's face was pale, and his palms were so scared that he had sweat.

If the ball was slightly higher than half a body, it would probably have been shot out.

A ball outside the boundary is also a good ball besides counting one boundary.

So Yan Fei can strike out Su Xiao with just two more good shots.

...

Su Xiao raised his right hand and placed the inner side of the back of his hand next to his nose, as if he was a little unbelievable about the result just now.

He held the stick in his left hand, turned it half a circle in the air, and clenched his hands tightly to his chest again.

Seeing Su Xiao’s appearance.

Yan Fei couldn't help but frown.

This guy looks more serious.

The next few goals will be difficult to deal with.

Bang!

"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

After three bad shots in a row, Yan Fei took a deep breath.

I originally wanted to use the second-line ball to trick Su Xiao into making a good shot, but the hitter was even more cautious than he thought.
To be continued...