Why?

Still want to swing???

Director Tahara's heart was full of questions.

No matter what, he couldn't figure it out. He clearly explained to the team's hitters before they went on the field to attack...

Will Tahara's disciples disobey his orders and take action resolutely?

It's not just Tahara who doesn't understand.

Many people in the stands were confused.

They also couldn't figure out what was going on with the hitter on the city's junior high school baseball team?

He was obviously so miserably plotted by Li Lei.

Why do they still want to focus on falling into the trap designed by others?

"Is it possible that these guys have collectively fallen into a trap of intelligence?"

A senior game enthusiast said.

"It's okay. Don't touch me all the time. I feel like your IQ has been affected. Look carefully, this is a competition. I think the players on the city's junior baseball team must have a reason to take action."

Just when people are discussing this.

The baseball hit by the first batter of the city's junior high school student flew straight towards Mishima.

Mishima seemed to have anticipated this scene.

He opened his glove unhurriedly and took just one step out. Mishima caught the ball in his glove.

At first glance, it seemed that he had been prepared.

"Snapped!"

"Out!"

One out, no one on base.

Li Lei and the Yakashi High School baseball team got the first out with such ease.

This reminds people of their previous guess.

If it weren't for the ace pitcher of the city's junior baseball team suddenly awakening, if they hadn't successfully blocked the ball in the end.

What will the final result look like?

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's hard to say.

If someone is not careful, the city's senior baseball team could capsize in the gutter.

"It almost ended the game early."

"Hehe, what does it mean to be close? I still don't have enough hitting power. If my hitting power was strong enough, I would have hit the ball long ago."

Even though everyone says so.

But in their hearts, they were actually amazed by the performance of the Yakushima High School baseball team.

At least before this, no one could imagine that the game would have such an effect in the end?

The Yakushima High School baseball team appeared out of nowhere and dominated the city's junior high school baseball team throughout the game.

And he was a high-ranking junior in the city, and he didn't even have the slightest bit of temper.

“It’s incredible!”

Just as everyone was sighing with emotion, the second batter of the city's junior high school baseball team had already stepped onto the batting box.

His name is Zuo Zuomu.

"We can't make any more mistakes, and we must be sure to keep an eye on the opponent's pitching."

Supervisor Tahara urgently gave the signal to the batter.

This supervisor, who had always been known for his elegance, could no longer maintain his gentle image.

At the same time, the first pitcher of City University's senior high school team, who had just made a mistake, had also returned to the dugout.

He looked completely lost.

After returning to the rest area, the attacker did not escape, but came directly to Supervisor Tahara and bowed to Supervisor Tahara.

"Sorry, it was my mistake!"

When he was standing in the batter's box against Li Lei, the city's top hitter, a junior high school senior, didn't notice it at all.

But after he finishes the blow.

Some details that he had not noticed originally appeared so clearly in his mind.

Only then did he realize that he had been fooled.

Li Lei didn't use that method to duel because he was in trouble with his condition or lacked physical strength.

The reason why he uses such a pitch is simply to induce the batter to swing.

Facts have proved that Li Lei did it.

Not only did he do it, he even did it outstandingly.

Carefully recall the details of the duel between the two.

The top hitter on the city's junior high school baseball team was filled with chagrin.

He wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Supervisor Tahara looks kind and seems to be gentle and elegant at all times.

But as the supervisor of a wealthy team, how could he really have no temper at all?

For example, right now, Director Tahara is very angry.

He really wanted to be shameless and teach his disciples a lesson.

But the first batsman of the city's junior year who had just hit the ball on the court looked annoyed as he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

In the end, Director Tahara relented.

The harsh words of rebuke reached his lips and he swallowed them back.

He sighed helplessly.

"You still lack calmness. Don't fall for the other party's temptation. You must learn to play with your head instead of your intuition."

"yes!"

Upon hearing this reprimand, the batter was so embarrassed that he almost dug out the three rooms and one living room with his toes.

"Eight outs left."

Turning back, Supervisor Tahara stared deeply at Li Lei in the strike zone.

A very bad premonition appeared in his mind.

To be honest, Director Tahara really doesn't want to think this way.

But he felt that things seemed to be developing in the worst direction.

"Zuo Zuomu, you must calm down and don't be fooled again. We can't afford it anymore..."

At this time, people saw Li Lei throw the ball.

He seems to be getting more and more arrogant.

The position where he pitched before was just around the center of the strike zone, but this time.

He pitched directly into the center of the strike zone.

"Oh My God!"

Even people who didn't understand it at first can now understand what Zhou Hao is going to do?

This guy actually deliberately hit the hitter's heart where it hurts the most.

As a strong man of sufficient level, how could they hold back from taking action?

The hitting habits they have developed over the years have already formed muscle memory in their bodies.

This is simply not something they can restrain themselves from.

When this kind of ball appears in front of them.

They will definitely take action.

For example, right now...

Zuo Zuomu, who was second in the city's junior high school baseball team, struggled in his heart.

In the end, I still followed my heart and chose to swing the bat.

He has not forgotten Supervisor Tahara's instructions, but as a hitter, he has no way to restrain his muscle memory.
To be continued...