Chapter 880

This ball hit the perfect center point of the strike zone directly!

Sano Sho even felt that the vibration transmitted from the glove was stronger than before.

The red number on the speed gun made the breathing of the two stagnate: 137 km/h!

"High school level number three pitcher level..." Kuroda Keisuke muttered.

What made them even more unbelievable was that Natsume Chikage, in the case of obviously increasing strength output, the pitching action was still terrifyingly stable, without any deformation, excessive forward tilt, or arm dragging caused by forced force exertion!

Most pitchers, when pursuing extreme ball speed, movements will be more or less deformed, which is the natural compensation of human body force exertion.

But Natsume Chikage didn't, his body control was precise to the point of being terrifying.

"Monster... this guy's control of the body is simply a monster..." Sano Sho couldn't help but whisper.

Before they could fully recover from the shock, Natsume Chikage had already caught the bounced ball, a sharp and joyful light flashing in his eyes.

From that ball just now, he had already experienced the effect of 'Effort Baseball Glove'.

Simply put.

Previously, through the body control of 'Decaying Wooden Sword', Natsume Chikage had already increased the hit rate to over 90%.

In this case, basically every ball would be in the strike zone.

Now plus the 10% hit rate of 'Effort Baseball Glove', and the blessing of control ability.

It was almost certain to hit the perfect center point of the strike zone.

But just hitting was not enough.

Speed also had to come up!

Otherwise, even if it must hit a certain area, it would be hit by the batter because the ball speed was too slow, thereby scoring.

"Next ball, I will increase the strength a little more."

After the words fell, he had already started again, intending to increase the strength again!

This time, his movements seemed to be injected with stronger explosive power, from kicking the ground to swinging the arm, the connection of the whole power chain was so fast that it produced subtle afterimages!

"Whoosh—!"

The sound produced by the speed of the ball was different from before!

I saw a white shadow flash by.

Sano Sho's professional instinct made him alert instantly, and even subconsciously tightened his arm to catch the ball.

"Bang!!"

A duller thud exploded in the glove!

Sano Sho's eyes were a bit shocked, and at the same time felt his arm go numb.

He couldn't hold back, and immediately shifted his gaze to the speed gun on the side.

The number on the speed gun jumped after a short screen flicker, and finally settled on a number that made both former professional players' hearts shake wildly:

145 km/h!

"Se-, second ace level..." Kuroda Keisuke's voice trembled.

This was already the iconic ball speed of many main pitchers in high school baseball powerhouses!

And Natsume Chikage, in the first pitching training in less than an hour, touched this threshold?!

You must know that even if they wanted to reach this speed in their first year of high school, they couldn't do it at all.

At least it was something that could be done in the second or third year of high school.

It could even be said that they had been exercising baseball since childhood.

And now... this A-kun actually reached this realm purely by this terrifying body control ability and quality?

Because of this, the two coaches couldn't help but look at each other, and could see the excitement and shock in each other's eyes.

You must know that if you can reach this speed just by training for one day, it means that Natsume Chikage will inevitably exceed 150 speed within this month!

This is a situation that will inevitably reach professional!

Thinking of this, the two even forgot that they were actually under the life threat of the Yutang family.

Completely because of the birth of a baseball superstar, they felt excited and shocked!

Natsume Chikage rubbed his right shoulder, a thoughtful expression on his face, seemingly digesting the feeling of those few balls just now.

Then, he looked at the two coaches, his eyes calm but carrying a kind of unquestionable confirmation.

"Sano coach, Kuroda coach, next ball, I want to try my best."

"Yo-, your best?" Kuroda Keisuke's throat tightened, very shocked, "You actually haven't used your best yet?!"

"Can your movements still be maintained? Do your shoulders and elbows have any discomfort?" Sano Sho swallowed his saliva, excited but worried, asking anxiously.

That professional instinct made him prioritize the athlete's health.

He didn't want Natsume Chikage to force it.

After all, with this speed now, as long as he stabilizes, he can basically inevitably reach 150 speed in a month.

So there is no need to force it at all!

He didn't want to capsize in the gutter!

"Feeling good, no discomfort." Natsume Chikage moved his arm and confirmed, "I think... I can control it."

Looking at the boy's calm and not blindly arrogant, but calm confidence based on the precise control just now, the hearts of the two coaches beat wildly.

They knew that they might be witnessing a miracle about physical talent that was extremely rare.

"... Good!" Sano Sho gritted his teeth and placed the glove in the center of the strike zone, "Just one ball! Throw it with all your strength! Let me see your limit!"

Kuroda Keisuke also held his breath, staring tightly at the boy on the pitcher's plate.

Natsume Chikage took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

While intending to use all his strength, he also used the effect of 'Hot-Blooded Baseball' without hesitation.

In this instant.

He was exceptionally pleasantly surprised.

Because just by holding the baseball, he could feel that the strength had indeed increased.

Since that was the case.

That meant throwing a baseball could also trigger the effect of 'Hot-Blooded Bat' increasing strength by 10% and hit rate by 20%!

Plus the previous control over the body.

It could be said that Natsume Chikage could now use all his strength, and also hit wherever he wanted!

I saw Natsume Chikage close his eyes for a moment, seemingly confirming all the force-exerting links in his mind one last time.

Then, open his eyes, his eyes locked on the center of the catcher's glove like electricity.

Kick the ground! Turn the hips! Swing the arm!

The whole body was like a strong bow pulled to the full, compressing all the strength to the limit, and then suddenly released through that perfect "whip"!

"Swoosh—!"

The air seemed to be torn apart.

A white light, with an initial speed far exceeding any previous ball, shot almost straight towards the home plate!

Sano Sho's professional instinct made his pupils shrink instantly, and he, who had long retired from the professional baseball field, couldn't react in time at this moment, and couldn't make more adjustments to catch the ball, so he could only fix the glove in place by instinct.

"Boom!!!"

Not "bang," but a dull roar like a small cannonball out of the chamber! 【

Sano Sho felt a massive force surge from his glove, numbing his forearm and causing his body to involuntarily lean back slightly.

After a brief flicker, the speed gun's screen displayed a number that plunged the entire training field into dead silence:

158 km/h.

Silence.

A silence so profound that a pin drop could be heard, lasting for over ten seconds.

Kuroda Keisuke's mouth hung wide open, and the clipboard in his hand hit the ground with a "clatter."

Sano Sho slowly straightened up, looking down at the small white ball in his glove that seemed to still be slightly warm, then looked up at the speed gun, and finally at the boy on the pitcher's mound who wasn't even panting, but merely calmly rotating his wrist.

—158 kilometers!

This was already beyond the level of a "high school ace."

This was the stable fastball range common for first-string pitchers in Japanese professional baseball!

It was a pitch speed that many professional players needed years of training and competition to master consistently!

Yet Natsume Chikage, a high school student who had only officially learned to pitch for the first time today, had thrown at this speed in less than an hour, with near-perfect motion control...

"Is he even human... he's simply—a monster!"