Chapter 879

After all, an excellent pitcher, just like a sniper using a sniper rifle, needs a lot of 'throwing/shooting' to improve his strength!

"A-kun, continue, don't stop!"

"Yeah."

Hearing Natsume Chikage, he prepared again.

The fourth ball was released.

This time, the ball flew straight toward the home plate direction!

Although it still didn't enter the strike zone, it fell steadily into the "ball zone" beside it, and the arc was much more stable than before.

Sano Sho was stunned, then caught it easily.

"Oh?" Kuroda Keisuke coach also raised his brows, obviously a bit surprised.

Neither of them expected that A-kun actually hit the ball zone on the fourth ball?

Afterward.

The fifth ball.

The ball path was more stable, still falling in the ball zone, but the position was closer to the edge of the strike zone.

The two coaches were stunned.

Vaguely feeling... Natsume Chikage's ball, seems to be getting more and more accurate?

Don't know if it's an illusion...

"Not bad! Have the feeling! Keep it up!" Sano Sho encouraged.

The sixth ball.

The small white ball crossed a low and flat arc, and when it entered the space above the home plate, it happened to pass through the upper edge of the strike zone!

With several adjustments.

Natsume Chikage's strength was also gradually adjusting.

"Bang!" A crisp sound, the ball fell into Sano Sho's glove.

Almost at the same time, the radar speed gun placed on the side lit up with a big number: 100 km/h.

"Strike!" Kuroda Keisuke coach shouted the referee term subconsciously, and a smile appeared on his face.

"100 kilometers! The first ball that entered the strike zone has this speed, very good!" Sano Sho also couldn't help but praise.

The thought of "maybe it's just luck" that had just risen in the two's hearts didn't last long.

But it was followed by the seventh ball, the eighth ball, the ninth ball...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive balls, all steadily drilled into the strike zone!

The ball speed was stable between 100-105 km/h.

The smiles on the two coaches' faces gradually solidified, replaced by increasingly thick astonishment.

This... this speed of adaptation and adjustment, is it a bit too fast?!

And the speed of pitching, is it also accelerating?!

When Natsume Chikage threw the tenth ball and accurately hit the center of the strike zone again, Kuroda Keisuke and Sano Sho looked at each other, and both saw the familiar, almost ecstatic shock in each other's eyes.

Could it be... could it be that they were wrong?

A-kun, in pitching, actually also possessed the same terrifying talent?!

Once this thought was generated, it burned in their hearts like a wildfire.

"A-kun! Very good! Keep this feeling, just use this rhythm and strength, continue to throw!"

Sano Sho suppressed his excitement, intending to let Natsume Chikage maintain this routine training today.

In the routine plan, next, Natsume Chikage should be allowed to use this relatively comfortable ball speed (100-110 km/h) to continue practicing, consolidate movements, exercise the specialized muscle endurance of the arm, and let the body gradually adapt to the load of pitching.

After all, this was the first day of training.

If he used too much strength, it would cause excessive muscle tearing.

If so, waking up tomorrow, his hand would probably not even be able to lift.

The two were professional baseball coaches, really seen many such situations, and knew very well that such a situation was not conducive to the training of the next month.

So after seeing such an unexpectedly excellent progress, the two were already very excited and very satisfied.

Afterward, as long as they followed the rules, maybe it was really possible...

However, at this time.

Natsume Chikage shook his head.

"Sano coach, Kuroda coach, I think... practicing like this is too slow."

He moved his shoulders, his eyes clear and firm.

"I have basically mastered the force-exertion feeling and pitching control method you just taught."

"I want to try throwing faster balls, and at the same time correct movements at faster speeds."

"Can I?"

The two coaches were stunned.

They looked at Natsume Chikage's calm but confident face, and looked at the number 100-something on the speed gun, and the few balls that had just been thrown into the strike zone on the ground.

Finally, the huge curiosity about "possibility," and the vague anticipation for Natsume Chikage's unfathomable talent, overwhelmed the consistent caution.

"Yes." Sano Sho said in a deep voice, exchanging a "let's go all out" look with Kuroda Keisuke.

"However, A-kun, you must promise us, proceed step by step." Kuroda Keisuke added seriously, "Don't use all your strength at once."

"Increase a little speed each time, and at the same time, you must ensure that the movements are not deformed and the pitching control is not lost."

"We want to observe your body control and stability at different speeds."

"If the movements are out of shape or the pitching control is flying around, you must immediately reduce the speed, understand? Otherwise, it is extremely easy to get injured, that would really be not worth the loss!"

"Understand, I will adjust the speed slowly." Natsume Chikage nodded seriously.

"Then, now increase the strength slightly, try starting from around 110 kilometers." Sano Sho returned to the catcher position.

Natsume Chikage set his posture, his eyes focused.

This time, his leg lifting amplitude seemed more sufficient, and the body turning was also more rapid and powerful.

Swing arm, release!

"Whoosh—bang!"

Ball speed display: 112 km/h.

The ball path was in the lower center of the strike zone, a completely good ball.

The movements were clean and neat, almost no different from before, and even smoother.

"Good, very good, the movements are completely fine!" Kuroda Keisuke clenched his fists excitedly.

"Keep it up! Next ball, try the 115-120 kilometer range, pay attention to feeling the force exertion, don't be stiff!" Sano Sho was also very excited, throwing the ball back.

Natsume Chikage caught the ball and adjusted his breathing slightly.

The second ball was released.

Speed gun jumping: 128 km/h!

The ball accurately drilled into the outer corner of the strike zone, gradually approaching the perfect center point of the strike zone.

The two coaches' eyes widened instantly.

128 kilometers?!

This was only the second ball of acceleration!

And the pitching control was still accurate!

This had already reached the "qualified" ball speed that many amateur enthusiasts practiced for several years to achieve!

And Natsume Chikage, from learning basic movements to now, only passed less than forty minutes!

"C-continue!" Sano Sho's voice was a bit dry, he threw the ball back forcefully, and the position aimed by the glove adjusted slightly.

Natsume Chikage seemed to have entered a wonderful state, he seemed to be feeling the feedback of various parts of his body when exerting force just now, pondered slightly, and swung his arm again.

But when preparing to pitch.

He knew that the foundation had been consolidated.

Now it was time to try the effect of 'Effort Baseball Glove' increasing strength by 5%, pitching control ability improvement, and accuracy improvement by 10%.

The third ball!

White shadow like electricity!

"Bang!"