Speaking of shock, no one is more shocked than Yi Cheng himself.

From the ball just now to the fact that it flew into the catcher's glove, Yi Cheng felt an unknown force throughout the whole process.

It seemed as if another person was dominating his body.

It seems that this is the power of the ball spirit.

With the power of four straight balls, the ball speed of 156 is difficult to hit in the second-level team.

This is based on his lack of using the unique skill of [One Ball Entering the Soul].

...

Hengyuan's team did not move at all, and the speed of the ball just now exceeded his expectations.

On the one hand, the pitcher's strange pitching posture hides almost all movements behind his body.

The ball cannot be seen, and the ball explodes quickly.

The ball looks like a bolt of lightning.

This is simply unresponsive.

"The speed is 156!"

"This is already the level of a top pitcher, right?"

"It's hard to say whether this guy was lucky that time..."

The people around began to talk.

Most of them are from Yi Cheng's old teammates.

Although it was a practice match, everyone still has some idea of ​​Yi Cheng's strength before.

This guy has never been a pitcher known for his straight shot.

30-year-old Yi Cheng is good at changing balls.

Of course, being good at this word is also before his shoulders were not injured and his wife left him...

...

With the first goal at the bottom, Yi Cheng has somewhat regained a little confidence.

He held the ball in his palm, recalling his feelings just now, and was about to make another second shot.

Xiao Hei squatted on the home plate and gestured to Yi Cheng.

His left thumb stretched out, prompting Yi Cheng to throw a curve ball.

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Yi Xingyu smiled.

The straight serve was very good just now.

So let’s try a curve ball at the outer corner below?

He stretched out his gloves to the side that deviated from the thug's body, signaling Yi Cheng to come over.

But in fact, no matter how secret code Xiao Hei makes is futile.

First of all, Yi Cheng doesn't understand gestures.

Secondly, Yi Cheng now only knows one type of pitching.

The only thing Yi Cheng could do was throw the ball into the catcher's glove.

He took a deep breath, staring straight at the catcher's gloves.

Hold your hands tightly, swing your arms...

Hengyuan's team stared at Yi Cheng's movements with a stick.

Hold the bat's grip back and forth with both hands.

No matter what, you must see clearly this time...

boom!

A white line flew out of Yi Cheng's hand.

Disappeared in the air into a spot of light.

Bang!

"nice shot!"

The voice of the referee came from behind.

Damn it!!

What happened just now?!

Hengyuan team was confused with every blow.

The green light continued to light up and turned into two.

This indicates that 2 good ball counts are recorded.

The players on the court had incredible expressions and looked at the scoreboard at the same time.

In the pitcher speed column, a number appears:

160km/h

"My mother..."

Several Kamikaze relay pitchers on the bench were stunned.

What level is this?

In the professional baseball, the top pitcher's straight ball level is between 130 and 150 per hour.

Before, Yi Cheng’s 156 had already reached the ceiling.

As for 160, it was the ceiling above my head and the ceiling was also penetrated.

14 years ago, the highest level of pitchers in Asia was 160.

However, after several genius pitchers appeared in recent years, this number was once pushed up to 164.

"Is this still Yi Cheng?"

"This must be a fake Yicheng, right?"

"No, he must have taken the medicine, right? Otherwise, how could he be so fierce?"

"It's just a practice competition, there's no need for this?"

"And even if you take medicine, it is impossible to be as exaggerated as 110 to 160 overnight."

In the impression of teammates, Yi Cheng's speed was about 110 per hour.

This is the level of a 2-line relay pitcher.

Coach Li had a calm face and didn't say anything.

If the first time was a good luck, it was a coincidence.

Then the second continuous fast straight ball is a manifestation of strength.

This guy...

Coach Li couldn't turn his mind for a moment, and he didn't understand why Yi Cheng changed.

...

"Very good. Good shot."

Catcher Yi Xingyu walked up to pat Yi Cheng on the shoulder.

He covered the faces of both of them with gloves.

"But did you deliberately ignore my code just now?"

"Even if you want to shoot a straight ball, you should communicate with me in advance."

Xiao Hei is still in fear now.

If the ball hadn't suddenly crawled in, he would have almost lost his hand.

A bitter smile appeared on Yi Cheng's lips.

I can understand the code of a ball.

"Okay, OK."

Yi Cheng nodded calmly on the surface, then lowered his voice and said to the catcher, "I feel good about the four-line ball today. I'll keep shooting this later?"

Xiao Hei was slightly stunned.

He has never seen such a fast straight ball.
To be continued...