What are the benefits of picking a weak team?

The benefits are obvious, at least you don’t have to worry about not having a chance.

The Yakushima High School baseball team is one of the weakest among the Tokyo high school baseball teams.

Although it is not as good as a first-round team, the team's background is not much different from that of a first-round team.

The baseball club is such a popular department, but there are only 11 freshmen in total.

In a welcome game, 9 players were directly put on the field.

Don't worry about the remaining two.

As the game progresses, they will definitely have opportunities to play.

Rather than worrying about their chance to play, the freshmen should be more worried about whether the 11 of them can persist until the end of the game?

The newcomers who have just come on stage are all very impressive.

He looked like he wanted to unseat the senior and then replace him.

But their momentum did not make Li Lei feel at ease at all.

"It seems that in this game, the only one I can rely on is myself."

Li Lei thought secretly in his heart.

It was at this time that the second- and third-year seniors took the first at bat and were already in the batter's box.

This senior's name is Fukuda, and he is one of the core players of the Yakushima High School baseball team.

When Li Lei was observing his opponent, Futian was also observing Li Lei.

"Are we the only foreign baseball student on our baseball team?"

Li Lei's identity is public, so many seniors in the baseball club will subconsciously look at him highly.

But what kind of strength does Li Lei have?

They know nothing.

"I don't believe that this little guy's pitching is better than Sanada's pitching?"

Fukuda held the bat tightly in his hand, looking ready for action.

Li Lei on the pitcher's mound seemed not to feel Futian's momentum at all.

He raised his leg high and then dropped it heavily. As his body's center of gravity shifted, the baseball in his hand also whizzed out.

"call out!"

Even as an opponent, Futian couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Li Lei pitching for the first time.

What a beautiful pitch!

Not only is Li Lei's pitching action standard, but the entire pitching process is as smooth as clouds and water.

It gives the opponent the feeling like a dancer is dancing.

Even Futian became obsessed with it for a moment.

When he came to his senses, the white baseball had flashed past him.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

Li Lei's pitching is more than just pleasing to the eye.

His pitching is also very sharp.

With just one ball, he silenced all the second- and third-year seniors on the Yakushima High School baseball team.

After a full two or three seconds, the second and third grade seniors who were watching the game in the rest area swallowed subconsciously.

"Oh My God!"

"The extreme inside corner from a high angle, and he shot into the strike zone. This guy's ball control ability is probably..."

"It could also be a coincidence."

"What a coincidence, he is an international baseball student. If he didn't have two brushes, how could the supervisor and the principal find him?"

Facing the exclamations around him and the shouting praises from Mishima, Li Lei had no expression on his face.

He learned this from an elder in China.

It's best not to let a pitcher's emotions show out and just act like a cold and heartless pitching machine...

Only in this way will it be difficult for the other party to grasp your weaknesses.

Whether it's emotionally or technically.

"call out!"

Before the exclamations around him ended, Li Lei threw out his second ball.

The first ball is a corner with a high inside angle, and the second ball is a corner with a low outside angle.

Such a diagonal line obviously disrupts the sight of the batter Fukuda.

He shouted "Damn it" over and over in his heart, but he still couldn't catch the rhythm of Li Lei's pitching.

"Snapped!"

The baseball slipped firmly into the catcher's glove.

"nice shot!"

After chasing the batter with two good balls in succession, Li Lei took the third ball.

"call out!"

First it was an inside corner, then an outside corner, just when Futian thought Li Lei would keep throwing the ball to the corner.

His third ball hit the target.

"Stop looking down on others!"

Seeing such an obvious hit, Futian's inner anger instantly rose to the extreme.

Li Lei's ball speed is not very fast. Such a hit ball is simply a living target for Futian.

He can't let it go!

Holding the bat in his hand tightly with both hands, Fukuda even used the strength to suck milk.

"Go, you!"

"Buzz!"

Fukuda made a lot of noise while swinging the bat.

Judging from this empty sound, Fukuda's swing is definitely not bad.

Among high school players, he should be considered a relatively strong hitter.

However, for a hitter of this level, he swings the bat with all his strength.

In the end, not even a hair was touched.

The moment the bat was about to hit the baseball, the baseball fell rapidly.

The batter didn't understand what was going on, and the bat and baseball just passed each other.

Futian swung the bat, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Where's the ball?"

In his own sight, he clearly felt that he was about to hit the ball.

Why did the ball disappear in the end?

Before Fukuda could figure out the problem, the baseball got into the catcher's glove.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!"

Li Lei just came on the field and got a clean strikeout.

The boys on the freshmen team suddenly felt elated.

Especially the three guys in the outfield and the two rookie guys on the bench.

Because of their lack of strength, they have always been afraid that they would hold back the freshman team.

Now it seems that their worries are unnecessary.

The freshman team is very strong, and those guys probably have never pinned their victory or defeat on them.

There are pitchers like Li Lei and hitters like Thunder City.
To be continued...