The indoor driving range of Seido High School baseball team.

Zhang Han practices pitching with the help of Ono. His right hand pitching has been sentenced to death by members of Kataoka's supervisor and coaching staff.

According to their analysis, Zhang Han's ball speed, ball control, mentality, and ball change...

Combining these, his score should be above 60. In a wealthy high school, at most it is the life of a rotation pitcher. As for future development potential, there is almost no.

If Zhang Han wants to make a career in the professional baseball with this hand, he will be at the top of the professional baseball team. This is the bottom of the salary structure of the professional baseball team.

Of course, if Zhang Han does not have any talent in other aspects, this may not be a way out. But the reality is not the case. Whether Zhang Han is an infielder or an outfielder, with his attacking skills, he has the hope of becoming the top player.

His salary should be measured in billions, not tens of millions.

Therefore, Supervisor Kataoka and the coaching staff of the Seidou High School baseball team unanimously gave Zhang Han the advice to make him concentrate on being a beast.

His development potential on this road is a hundred times better than being a pitcher.

I have to say that the coaching staff of the Seidou High School baseball team is still very concerned about the players. Even if the team is in urgent need of pitchers, they have not put their ideas on Zhang Han, for fear of losing his future.

Until more than a month ago, everyone discovered that Zhang Han was a congenital left-handed person.

The thought that had been silent had ignited new hope. The coaching staff tested Zhang Han's left hand. His left hand pitching was very savage, and compared with his right hand, it was as rough as unsorted rough stone.

But even so, the coaching staff still saw Zhang Han's potential to shoot with his left hand.

The ball speed tested with a speed tester reached 143 kilometers at the fastest, which was a level faster than his right hand pitching.

Too violent and too savage.

Even if his left hand pitching cannot show his talent in other aspects, the terrifying ball speed alone is enough to train the team well.

Coach Kataoka privately told the people in the coaching staff that they didn’t have to worry. Even if next summer or autumn, it doesn’t matter if Zhang Han’s pitch cannot be played.

As long as he can polish the pitch in the summer of his third grade.

If his pitching is really enough to take on a big responsibility, then Zhang Han is likely to become an amazing legendary player in the future.

The coaches of Seidou High School baseball team also feel honored to be able to train such a player by themselves.

So they taught Zhang Han very vigorously. Before the team officially started training, two assistant coaches accompanied Zhang Han to practice.

They are concentrating on pitching, so they naturally don’t know what happened on the field outside.

"Bang!"

Zhang Han threw a ball, and Ono steadily caught it.

One of the assistant coaches immediately wrote a note on his notebook.

"Very good. Now you can score seven or eight goals in ten goals. You have only been practicing for a few days. Even if you have the foundation of your right hand, it is not easy to do this. It seems that your left hand feels good, and you may show good potential in ball control in the future."

Ball speed, ball control!

If Zhang Han could master these two weapons proficiently, then he would be enough to gain a foothold in the pitcher mound.

Zhang Han, who had already scored 60 goals, breathed a long sigh and sat in the rest chair to drink water.

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in at the door.

"Why are you still here? Something big happened outside!"

Um?

Zhang Han and Xiaoye were both stunned.

Now that the team has not yet officially gathered, what big thing can happen?

The two looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"What's going on?"

"Senior Dong..."

Zhang Han immediately stood up nervously: "What's wrong with Senior Qing?"

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As a teammate who fought side by side, although Dong Qingguo's mouth was a little damaged, he usually took good care of Zhang Han.

When Zhang Han heard that he had something to do, he subconsciously became nervous.

Senior Dong has submitted an application to participate in the draft. If something happens at this time, it will affect your whole life.

"Nothing, I'm just being struck out by a little devil who came to visit."

Strike-up, that monster senior Dong?

Hiro Ono's eyes were like a copper bell. If he had widened a little longer, his eyes might have fallen out.

It’s not that he is rare and strange. This news is really shocking.

The Dongqingguo, who scored six home runs in the Jiaziyuan field, was actually struck out?

How is that possible?

Zhang Han's attention was different, and he focused on that little ghost.

Could it be that the little devil who came to visit was the Nagano Prefecture boy who Xiaoli asked him to help him receive in private?

If it was him, it wouldn't be impossible. After all, it would be so important to be Takashima Rei, if he had no choice but to do it, it would be really unreasonable.

After saying hello to the assistant coach who tutored himself, Zhang Han and his two friends rushed to the stadium.

"Is it a strikeout just now?"

Miyuki said lightly.

Dongqing Kingdom had a fat face and turned into pig liver color.

"It didn't count just now, we've done it again."

"Is senior going to cheat? Three out-of-bounds balls, this good ball swing is gone. You have already lost this matchup."

"Stupid, what did you just say?"

Dongqingguo was so angry that he was ready to let Yuyu feel the anger of his senior.

"Forget it, Dong was really careless just now. Why don't you have a fight again?"

Rei Takashima set his sights on the teenager on the pitcher mound.

Although it was indeed a strikeout just now, two of the outbound balls were hit outside the wall.

That terrifying swing would inevitably put a lot of psychological pressure on the pitcher boy.

Rei Takashima was very curious. At this time, Sawamura still had the courage to continue accepting the challenge?

Or he would stop when he sees it.

"Come on! Who is afraid of whom!"

Sawamura said without any vagueness. The cooperation with Miyuki just now made him feel very comfortable.

He had forgotten how long he had been, and he had no such feeling, and he felt like he was throwing his all.

When I was in Akagi, my friends always said that his pitching was flying everywhere and my friends couldn't catch it. Sawamura had no choice but to restrain his pitching power.

But now, he doesn't have to do that anymore. No matter what corner the baseball flies, the amazing guy on the pitcher mound will definitely be able to catch it.

At this time, he was particularly eager to pitch, more than ever.

But Yuyu smiled bitterly, why didn’t he know how to stop when he saw it?

It was just because he was an undercover agent and senior Dong really underestimated the enemy, which made Sawamura strike out.

If there was a serious showdown, Yuyu looked at the burly figure beside him.

Do you know who this monster is in front of you?
Chapter completed!