Chapter 351

I saw that white baseball fly up in response, cross the infield, and land on the grass about ten meters behind Sano Sho.

In baseball rules, a "hit" refers to a batter hitting the ball into the field and being able to safely reach base, and not being a hit due to defensive errors or fielder choices.

So just now Natsume Chikage hit the ball near the home plate, the fielder could easily handle it, so it doesn't count as a hit.

And this ball flew deep into the infield, the fielder needs time to react and handle it, the runner has a great chance to safely reach base, this is a standard "hit"!

Sano Sho and Kuroda Keisuke witnessed this scene and were stunned again.

Huh?

What's going on?

This newcomer "A-kun", hit a hit on the second ball directly?

Luck again?!

Is this reasonable...

Should be... reasonable, right...

The two started to mutter in their hearts, but finally attributed it to "novice luck exploding".

After all, a newcomer touching the ball for two consecutive balls, although rare, is not without precedent.

But if he can hit the third ball... then the nature is completely different!

That will mean that this "A-kun" might really possess some extraordinary hitting talent.

Just at this time.

Natsume Chikage shook the bat in his hand lightly, with a trace of curiosity, and asked Kuroda Keisuke beside him:

"Kuroda coach, how can I hit a 'home run'?"

Kuroda Keisuke, who was once a professional strong hitter, upon hearing this, was stunned for a long time, and then laughed dumbly:

"A-kun, wanting to run before you've learned to walk, that's not good."

"For you now, there's no need to consider hits at all, as long as you can stably hit the ball, it's already a huge success."

"However... I can understand your thoughts."

"As a batter, if there isn't a heart deep inside that longs to blast a home run, then you are destined not to go very far!"

"As for the technique of hitting a home run... telling you is actually fine."

"This is not a secret in the industry, almost every batter knows it."

"The core technique is to use the 'sweet spot' at the end of the bat to hit the center-lower position of the ball, thereby producing powerful upward flight force."

"This way there is a chance to form a home run."

"However, it's just a chance."

"Wanting to hit home runs frequently requires years of hard practice, as well as near-harsh precise control over ball path, swing timing, and posture."

"Of course, sometimes being ignorant, a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, can also manage one."

"But in history, there is no one who can always hit home runs."

"If there really were, this person would be invincible in any competition!"

"After all, no matter how powerful a batter is, hitting a home run is a low-probability event, the other party won't keep feeding you balls, the ball is constantly changing."

Natsume Chikage's gaze fell on the end of the bat, thoughtful:

"So that's how it is."

"Not the 8-point position of the bat, but the end close to 9 points, and also need to cooperate with hitting the center-lower part of the ball..."

"I remember."

Kuroda Keisuke, upon hearing this, smiled helplessly, looking at the teenager in front of him, as if seeing himself when he first started, only wanting to blast home runs.

At that time, he didn't understand how rare home runs were.

That requires the right time, the right place, and the right people, and even a little luck.

It is absolutely not something that can be hit just because you want to.

However, this spirit of a newborn calf, he can understand.

But he knows better that now is not the time to dwell on home runs.

"A-kun" doesn't need to hit a home run.

He only needs to hit the ball, stably hit it.

Kuroda Keisuke's face became severe again, reminding solemnly:

"Alright, alright, we only have one month."

"Time is tight, the mission is arduous, don't waste precious time on idle chat."

"Your core task now is to ensure the hitting success rate at 110 km/h ball speed."

"Now, continue swinging! Continue hitting! Until you can't swing anymore!!"

Natsume Chikage nodded slightly, set up his posture again, and gripped the bat tightly.

Seeing that he was ready, Kuroda Keisuke made a clear and powerful gesture to Sano Sho on the opposite side—continue pitching.

Sano Sho responded with his eyes.

No matter what, he was also a professional pitcher who could gallop on the arena at 155 km/h back then.

Although he is only pitching a "slow ball" of 110 km/h now, if he is hit three times in a row by a pure newcomer...

Where would his face go?

So—Sano Sho decided to add a little strength.

This time, the target is 120 km/h.

He wants to give this newcomer who doesn't know the height of the sky a little "lesson".

The next second.

The ball pitched by Sano Sho carried a sharper breaking sound than before, and with a faster speed, fiercely attacked the hitting area!

This speed change.

Kuroda Keisuke, a former professional strong hitter who deals with bats all year round, saw it at a glance—about 120 km/h.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a look of understanding.

It seems Sano coach also feels that being hit three times in a row by a newcomer, his face is indeed a bit unable to hang.

This mood, he can understand.

And this sudden increase in ball speed is extremely difficult for any novice to adapt to immediately.

Generally speaking, the result of this ball should be...

However, the next moment—

Bang—!!

The collision sound this time was crisper and louder than any previous one, even carrying a pleasant resonance!

I saw that white baseball, as if breaking free from gravity, fly up at an astonishing angle, drawing a beautiful and exaggerated huge arc in the air, and falling rapidly towards the direction of the empty spectator seats in the distance!

Kuroda Keisuke's smile froze instantly.

He stood stunned on the spot for a long time.

His mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't make any sound.

No...

I just said it casually...

You kid... really hit a home run for me on the spot?!

Professional pitcher Sano Sho standing on the pitcher's mound was also completely dumbfounded.

No!

I have already increased the ball speed to 120 km/h!

How can you not only adapt immediately, but even... even hit a home run for me?!

As of now.

Kuroda Keisuke and Sano Sho, two professional coaches who have seen big scenes, stood frozen on the spot again, like two sculptures frozen instantly.

Sano Sho on the pitcher's mound, his mentality completely collapsed.

Not only was he hit by a pure newcomer four times in a row...

The last two balls were both genuine home runs?!

You call this a newcomer?!

Kuroda Keisuke couldn't hold back anymore, turned directly to Natsume Chikage, and his voice rose a few degrees:

"No—you kid, be honest with me! You really haven't played baseball?!"