Chapter 11: Combat Power Delivered to the Door

"Celebration party?"

When Sawamura heard this, his first reaction was stunned.

Speaking of which, he is the oldest senior in Chicheng. After all, he has been graduating from Chicheng for so many years, and now he is just coming back. Why hasn't he heard of any baseball recital?

Feng Liang Zhengtai replied affirmatively by pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, this school has a club. Although there are no members of the club among the seniors of the third grade, there are still two senior seniors of the baseball club in the second year. Senior Fengxiang and Oda-senpai!"

Sawamura hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: ''No matter who they are, ignore them. "

He had never heard of this symphony in his previous life, and he does not want to contact it now.

He joined Akagi Middle School, firstly to fulfill his promise to his friends in the past, and secondly to hone himself well before entering high school.

Akagi, it is better for him to have the final say. After one to two years of training and running-in, he believes that he is still able to bring his friends to the national competition.

After all, Nagano is just a small place, and there are not many opponents of sufficient weight.

There are only more than 40 middle schools in Nagano, and a small half of them don't take baseball seriously at all. There are only a few who are truly qualified to be Akagi's opponents.

They have a three-year opportunity, and Sawamura doesn't want to involve other seniors and juniors...

It is so comfortable to be the captain myself. Why are you still looking for two seniors to hold you down? If you do this on your own initiative, aren't you asking for trouble?

Sawamura himself was not interested in inviting the seniors of the symphony club, even if Feng Liang Zhengtai said that the two seniors had good experiences, Sawamura was not tempted.

Shaobang is also different from Shaobang. If Kamimaru is not good, Songfang is not good, Dajing and other famous families are nothing.

Nagano's junior clubs are still forgettable. In Sawamura's impression, although Nagano has two official junior clubs and three or four private junior clubs, none of them seem to have achieved much.

Unexpectedly, Sawamura did not go to them, but the two seniors actually came to him.

Fengxiang, who is 1.85 meters, and Xiaotian, who is 1.65 meters, are twenty centimeters apart. The two of them are together, which is simply the cutest representative of the height difference.

When Oda and Fengxiang appeared in front of him, Sawamura's heart was mixed.

He didn't know what to say to these two seniors?

Although the psychological age is more than ten years older than the other party, but now the other party is indeed his senior. This disparity in age and status makes Sawamura feel very strange.

He didn't know what attitude he should take, it was better.

"Two seniors, please take a seat."

Sawamura admitted that he was very humble and respectful and gave Fengxiang and Oda to the seats next to him, and then he didn't know what to say.

Oda and Fengxiang looked at each other, then sat down according to the words.

Sawamura considers himself very humble, but Oda and Fengxiang can feel the toughness in Sawamura's bones.

Facing a senior who was a year higher than him, a baseball player who became famous in the past, Sawamura did not intend to take a high look.

I have to say, the two are very sensitive.

Sawamura really doesn't have much respect for them. You let a pitcher who has been in the major leagues look back at a player who was never heard of by the country's youngest players. Sawamura can be like this, it is already very good.

His senior, Kuramochi. After entering the profession, facing his friends in the countryside, he pretended to be like a big-tailed wolf and didn't speak.

In comparison, Sawamura thought that he was nothing compared to him.

The three sat facing each other for a full three minutes, and no one spoke first.

Fengxiang and Oda were a little hard to say, but Sawamura himself didn't know what to say.

Oda couldn't help but muttered in his heart: You said it's fine if you didn't invite us. Now we're all licking our faces.

Sawamura really didn't want these two seniors, and made himself uncomfortable.

Most of his friends play baseball together for fun. Results, although Sawamura pursues, but if the team is different from before, the little friends will not have a good time.

Sawamura would also be troubled.

He didn't know who these two seniors were or what kind of ambitions they had, so how could he dare to invite them.

But now, when people come to the door, he doesn't want it and it's inappropriate.

A trace of anger flashed in Feng Xiang's eyes, is this going to disarm him?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort in his heart, he said directly: "I heard that Captain Sawamura has extraordinary strength, so I don't know if it's inconvenient, let us see?"

Sawamura was stunned for a moment, then suddenly.

This is, dissatisfied!

This is not difficult for Sawamura. If you don't agree, hit him!

...

Sawamura had thought that Feng Xiang Auyi might have some strength, but he did not expect that he found the rhythm of hitting his own ball with the first swing.

"Ping!"

After the baseball was hit, it fluttered to third base.

Oda, who was following the game, broke out in a cold sweat. If the ball lands in bounds, it should be counted as a catch.

Flying so slowly and landing close to third base, Oda has no reason not to be killed no matter what he thinks.

Fortunately, the ball did not land in bounds, but flew out of bounds.

"First ball, foul ball."

Taking a deep breath, Oda announced.

But neither Sawamura nor Fengxiang Ouichi took any action.

This ball, according to the general 1v1 rules, is naturally considered out of bounds, but both of them know that it should be considered an out-of-bounds smash.

In other words, Feng Xiangao lost in this duel!

"I lost!"

Feng Xiang Aoyi looked a little lost.

Sawamura was shocked in his heart. To be honest, although he didn't use any tricks, he just used the speed of the ball to bully his opponent. But there's nothing wrong with his pitching, whether it's angle, speed or power.

In this case, Fengxiang Aoyi still hit the ball. It seems that the seniors of this baseball club are not simple at all!

"It doesn't count just now, let's come again!"

It was rare to encounter such a good hitter, how could Sawamura give up easily. He was like a shark smelling fishy, ​​with bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

Fengxiang Aoyi, of course, didn't play enough.

The plot that follows is more enjoyable to watch.

In this life, Sawamura has not deliberately practiced changing balls, but just because he has not practiced, doesn't mean he can't use it. The tricky change ball requires the body to be familiar with it before it can be used, but a simpler one is fine.

Once Sawamura begins to unlock his own change ball, the tragedy of Fengxiang Ouichi is almost predictable.

After the three rounds of duel, Feng Xiangao, who was quite confident in his blows, lost his temper.

In the end, the following conversation took place.

Sawamura: "Are you satisfied?"

Feng Xiang: "I'll take it!"

Just be satisfied!