armyinform Chapter 894 Let me break your legend!
Chapter 894 Let me break your legend!
Komatsukawa's second batter, Miyoshi Shin, stood in the batter's box, swinging his arms and waving the baseball bat to find his right form.
One hundred and six, one hundred and six… This number kept replaying in his head. An Teng’s dull expression also irritated his nerves.
Although there is a saying that the fourth batter is a strong batter, it does not mean that the first three batters are weak. On the contrary, even if a coach follows the tactic of placing the strongest hitter in the fourth position, he will still place strong hitters in the first three batting positions, because if the first three batters are too weak, the fourth batter may not even have a chance to play.
At the same time, because the second batter can get more at-bats, coaches often choose to place batters with stronger overall abilities in this position.
Miyoshi's number is "2", which is second only to Ace. He is responsible for sending the previous player to the next base and looking for opportunities to score points.
He is definitely not a weak person. As a minister, he has a clear brain, although this brain is now completely occupied by the three numbers "160".
but……
Why...are they all 160?
为什么三颗球全是160？为什么不是159，160，161这样的？或者160，161，162这个样子？总之为什么全是160？
Miyoshi's brain was working rapidly. As we all know, humans are not machines. It is impossible for every ball to have the same speed or even the same pitch path. However, the three balls that Hojo Kyosuke just struck out An Teng were all at 160. He...
Could it be that he was pitching with all his might from the first pitch?
A guess emerged in his mind.
A pitcher cannot throw his best effort at every pitch, just like the strongest bat is not placed first. Human physical strength is limited. If the maximum pitch is 160, then 155 is probably the best choice for a qualified pitcher, because such a trump card needs to be pitched for the entire game.
Not every ball can be hit straight, and not every ball can be hit at the highest speed. Even if the physical strength can support it, the arms will definitely not be able to bear it!
Miyoshi narrowed his eyes calmly and looked at Hojo Kyosuke in front of him, just in time to see that the other party was turning his shoulder in circles with his right hand holding the baseball.
really……
There was a smile on his lips.
He is still too young. Even though he has amazing talent, baseball is not that simple.
As the head coach, even though everyone including the coach regarded the invitation to the practice match of Sobu High School as a joke, Miyoshi still looked up some information seriously. The name Hojo Kyousuke could not be ignored no matter where it appeared, so he found an elementary school classmate who was studying at Sobu High School and asked him to help him get information, but he got this reply:
"You want me to reveal information about Hojo-kun? You must be kidding!"
My elementary school classmates shouted angrily:
"Do you know how happy my parents were when they heard that I went to the same school as Hojo-kun? When we go out to pick up girls, the first sentence we introduce ourselves is "Haha, we go to the same school as Hojo-kun!" You actually want me to betray Hojo-kun? To what extent are you going to insult me, Miyoshi!"
Frankly speaking, when he learned about Hojo Kyousuke, an extraordinary high school student, from various news reports, Miyoshi Shin also imagined how he would feel if he and he went to the same school. Happy? Jealous? But he never expected that the students of Sobu High School would be so proud. His classmate completely regarded it as an honor to be able to go to the same school as Hojo Kyousuke.
He could see that if he continued to beg the other party, their friendship might be severed. So he lowered his head and prepared to apologize sincerely, but...
"Unless you treat me to a month of arcade fun!"
"what?"
"Half a month! It can't be less! Otherwise I won't forgive you!"
"what?!"
"Hey! Sanhao! What made you become like this? You were not like this before! I am so sad that you have become such a petty and mean man.
One week! That’s the minimum! Otherwise I can’t convince my conscience!”
"..."
Miyoshi took out his wallet, and his emotion and his pocket money disappeared without a trace.
In short, after witnessing the respect that the students of Sobu High School had for their "Emperor" Hojo Kyosuke, Miyoshi Shin obtained a very useful piece of information - before joining the Sobu High School baseball club, Hojo Kyosuke had never played baseball, and his daily practice time over the past month was very touching.
This made him feel relieved. It seemed that his team would not be hit so hard that they would lose their fighting spirit before the qualifiers. Who knows, he might even be able to use the help of the famous Hojo Kyosuke to ignite the fighting spirit of his members.
However, when the Nikkan Sports gave Hojo Kyosuke a special evaluation and wrote a pitch speed of 160, he was shocked again.
Wait, could it be that Suneo (my elementary school classmate) is actually a very strong-willed, loyal and cunning guy, and he said that just to paralyze me? In fact, Hojo Kyosuke has been practicing baseball for a long time and his skills are very good?
With such doubts in mind, he contacted a boy from Dongcheng High School through his classmates and he was once a classmate of Hojo Kyosuke.
“I know that Hojo-kun was once the pride of East City, so I am willing to pay a huge price to obtain this information.
One month! If you tell me the truth whether Hojo-kun played baseball when he was in junior high school, I will let you play video games for a month.
He had done some research and knew how crazy the people of Tojo High School were about Hojo Kyosuke. It was said that when the semester started, more than a hundred Tojo students would run to the gate of Sobu High School every day and cry in an attempt to win back Hojo Kyosuke.
Therefore, compared with his elementary school classmates, Sanhaoshen offered a more respectful chip. He felt that loyal people like Dongcheng High School were worth a month!
The ending of the matter was regrettable. Miyoshi was not wrong about the people of Dongcheng High School, and they were indeed loyal. But he was wrong about himself, and his ability to withstand blows was far less than he thought.
He also didn't know why the boy from East City was able to call over a dozen people just by whistling, and those people were so skilled in dragging him to the alley on the side of the road, right?
"Are you asking us for information about the chief? Are you crazy?"
The people of Tojo were very angry. It seemed that they were not only angry that they had privately inquired about Hojo-kun's news, but they were even more angry that "they thought they could hear news about Hojo Kyousuke from him."
The only thing to be thankful for was that the other party adhered to the old-fashioned bad style and allowed him to take off his clothes before being beaten to avoid getting them dirty, which allowed him to maintain a certain degree of decency.
So, is this the emperor?
The "Emperor" who leads Tojo to create one miracle after another and is admired by everyone in the school - Hojo Kyousuke.
Miyoshi even suspected that even if all the students in Tojo who had experienced the glory of Hojo Kyosuke graduated, the new students would still inherit that yearning, just like the Japanese people longed to return to the bubble era, yearning for that glory and pride.
With so many feelings in his heart, he had to admit that those guys in East City were indeed fighting masters and were really good at beating people. Although he cried out in pain at the time, his injuries were almost healed by the next day.
It really deserves to be called the Tokyo University Factory. The students are very smart and not only good at studying, but also very particular about beating people.
Ugh……
With emotion, Sanyoshi was prepared to face Hojo Kyosuke from the very beginning.
The beating did not dull his brain, but made him more alert.
Everyone who is respected must not be an easy person to deal with. He believed that something extraordinary must have happened for Hojo Kyosuke to suddenly join the baseball club.
Sure enough, the numbers on the speed gun confirmed his guess. That guy was a real monster.
but……
Can your arms handle three consecutive "160s" with all your might? How long can you maintain your heroic spirit?
Thinking of this, Miyoshi lowered his shoulders and bent his waist, raising the baseball bat over his shoulder.
bring it on! !
Let me feel your balls!!
I can swing! I can swing at every pitch!!
Even if I can't hit him, I must cause him trouble, make him try harder, consume his physical strength, wear out his arms, and create opportunities for Matsuo!!!
bring it on! !
Miyoshi frowned tightly, and showed a concentration that was not even shown when he was peeking under a girl's skirt on the stairs!
Hojo Kyosuke moved his arms a few more times, but still felt a little uncomfortable, like they were rusty.
Oh, I didn't warm up well enough. If only Sobu High School could attack first, I could run as an outfielder. Muttering to himself, he recalled what happened during the warm-up:
"Ah~~ I never thought that Kyosuke, who used to only use a baseball bat to beat up little brats, would also play in the game today. But when I think of the scene of Kyosuke standing in front of me with a baseball bat to protect me, I am so moved that I almost cry.
Hey——
Hey——"
Yamauchi Sakura was swinging the baseball bat, and the scene was very scary. People around her, such as Mitsuha and Eriri, all dodged, fearing that the guy's bat would slip out of his hands in an instant.
Yukino Yukinoshita sat quietly on the chair, taking care of Hojo Kyosuke's gloves. Gloves are not something you can buy right away. First, they need to be adjusted according to the player's personal preferences, shaped with a mallet, etc., and they also need to be well maintained.
The black-haired girl had a good memory. She only touched the glove once and felt that it was completely different from the one she gave it to Hojo Kyosuke. However, the four words "Qian Kun Yi Zhi" written by her were still clear. Although she was not on the stage, this guy probably put himself in the shoes of the glove, so he was particularly serious.
The Ruyi Dormitory army crowded in the lounge, chattering, and Hojo Kyosuke had to deal with various emergencies while warming up. Even Hyodo Michiru, who seemed to be very carefree last time, came to join in the fun, wanting him to listen to the newly prepared cheering song to see if he was satisfied.
Or rather, this blue-haired girl was the biggest trouble. Except for Sakura and Mitsuha who had met her before, the other girls, including Eriri and Kasumigaoka, showed her a very warm welcome.
"Supporting band? How much is a show? I'll pay for it."
"Why didn't you tell me if you needed a cheering group? I can call my cheering group from our school, whether it's the wind instrumental or the choir."
In short, it was a scene of chaos and disorder.
Although he had completed his daily exercises of swinging a sword a thousand times and doing two hundred push-ups and five hundred squats right after getting up, he always felt that his body was not fully awake when he stood on the baseball field.
Yes, yes, that’s the expression. That’s the look of someone who has finished warming up and is ready to go all out!
Hojo Kyosuke raised his eyebrows and looked at the "2" player holding a baseball bat. He knew that the other player's name was Miyoshi Shin, although he had not seen the information of Komatsukawa High School. But Nitro-chan had already introduced him on the radio just now. I will remember every word Nitro-chan said, so thank Nitro-chan for making the name of an unknown person like you appear in my memory.
Thinking of this, he pulled back his left leg...
"call out--!!"
"Snapped!!"
The referee shouted excitedly: "Good shot!!"
"Ah?"
Miyoshi tilted his head and stupidly looked down at the catcher's glove, where a white ball was deeply stuck. He didn't even notice that the catcher had fallen to the ground.
At this time, the wise minister finally came to his senses and issued an order:
"I can swing! I can swing at every pitch!!
Even if I can't hit him, I must cause him trouble, make him try harder, consume his physical strength, wear out his arms, and create opportunities for Matsuo!!!"
huh~
Sanyoshi swung his bat fiercely, causing a whistling sound in the wind.
"Ok?"
The referee froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to call a good shot, but...
While the catcher was throwing the ball to the pitcher, he turned his head to look at the batter Miyoshi's face.
Wow! You look so bad!
The face that was full of awareness just now had turned extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
How, how could it be so fast!? Is this what An Teng was facing just now?!
Miyoshi murmured unconsciously.
Then he looked blankly towards the sidelines, in the direction of the speed gun.
"165!!"
An irrepressible roar of excitement rang out, and the man who shouted it was so excited that his face turned red and he raised his fist and waved it. If I remember correctly, the coach said that the man was a scout for the Hokkaido Ham Fighters.
Oh, yes, Hojo-kun's hometown is Hokkaido. If he wants to play professional baseball, he will probably give priority to his hometown, right? If I throw a 165 pitch, not to mention the scouts, even my grandfather who can't move without a wheelchair will jump up and cheer for me excitedly, right? Haha...
Miyoshi's thoughts were diverging unconsciously.
Wait, 165?
Isn’t it 160?
The minister, who had a clear mind, suddenly widened his eyes.
"what?"
"Long live Hojo!!!"
"Ticket Master is invincible!!!" (End of this chapter)