The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 676

"Woo!"

Within a few tenths of a second after the ball touched the bat, it suddenly made a dull noise, as if a big knife of hundreds of kilograms was swung.

Accompanied by the thrilling sound is an incredible speed.

"Wow!" The white ball almost flashed in front of everyone, and flew off the court.

The arc is not high, it just happens that the outfielder can't reach it, and the seat just can't block it.

The speed is surprisingly fast.

"Home run! Yeah!" Chen Yueqi screamed and waved her fists.

The audience was silent.

At this time, the speed indicator on the sidelines began to jump.

The record just now is still 160 created by He Luo.

One second later, one hundred and six jumped into three hundred and seven.

"Ah!" The people in the stands went crazy again.

The players are also crazy.

Guo Tianhua and Old Gu in the VIP room had forgotten that Zheng Haipeng was still by their side, and they jumped up and roared together, venting their refreshment.

The audience was immersed in shock and ecstasy.

Of course, pitching speed and hitting speed cannot be measured together.

The peak speed of hitting is definitely greater than the peak speed of pitching.

Pitching is based on the strength and skill of the pitcher himself.

And the maximum speed of hitting depends on three factors-swing timing, strength, and accuracy of the center of the stick.

It is difficult to reach agreement on these three conditions.

However, according to records, the highest hitting speed of baseball in the world is about 250 kilometers per hour.

Zhou Yang's ball has exceeded human imagination.

He Luo was stunned in place, dumbfounded.

how can that be?

Forget about home runs, how can the speed be so fast?

The outfielder and baseman watched Zhou Yang rushing around the four bases for another lap.

This is the iconic action after hitting a home run.

There was thunderous applause from the stands.

They were all given to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang smiled and greeted the fans.

Everyone's mind is actually very simple.

Zhou Yang can make He Luo feel ashamed. He is a master and deserves applause.

As for Ho Luo's mood, the fans don't care.

The so-called Diaosi counterattack, civilian masters kill professional masters, isn't this what the people like?

Three balls, one bad ball, two home runs.

No matter how stupid He Luo is, he knows that he provokes someone who can't be offended today.

However, looking at Zhou Yang's dazzling look, He Luo couldn't control his anger.

"Asshole!" He Luo's teeth creaked.

"We are not over yet!" He Luo roared, "Next, it's up to you to defend, and I will challenge you!"

The people in the stands cheered and yelled.

Today's drama is really wonderful.

When Zhou Yang attacked, He Luo's defense was a complete failure.

Now it's Holo's turn to attack, and his home run odds are also ranked first in the league.

Whether Zhou Yang will pitch or not is still a matter of opinion.

"He Luo, bully!" Chen Yueqi ran to the edge of the court and shouted, "He Luo bully!"

He Luo glared at Chen Yueqi fiercely.

The stinky girl film, isn't it just a few moves on you?

Can I be so disgusting?

"You, are you coming?" He Luo stared at Zhou Yang and shouted.

...

At the same time, there was silence in the VIP box.

Zheng Haipeng was dumbfounded and couldn't believe Zhou Yang hit two consecutive home runs.

To be honest, He Luo originally hit the ball again, but Zheng Haipeng really didn't want him to take another shot.

And He Luo seemed to be able to appreciate his mood.

Take the initiative to exchange offense and defense.

Zheng Haipeng let out a sigh of relief.

Count you up.

"Guo, you see, it's not that I don't follow the rules. After all, players like He Luo still have to take care of our mood. Why don't we just talk about the price of club transfer?" Zheng Haipeng laughed.

This means that the gambling contract is not completed, no wins or losses, no counting, and starting a new conversation.

Guo Tianhua pointed to the screen: "Aren't we going to exchange offense and defense? How about we continue to bet?"

Zheng Haipeng's eyes rolled and his heart became excited.

You know, as long as you have the strength, you will always swing the club.

The kid just now was mostly lucky.

But after switching offense and defense, He Luo's awesomeness will be fully revealed.

"Since Mr. Guo said so...then I will respect my fate. The bet is still our offer. I will let the people below notify He Luo, swing three times, and then count the score." Zheng Haipeng smiled in his heart.

He has faith in He Luo.

In other words, even if you have no confidence, you have to hold on.

If he is not optimistic about He Luodu, then the value of the club will drop by a big chunk instantly.

Guo Tianhua said lightly: "In order to prevent Mr. Zheng from forgetting things, how about drafting a gambling agreement?"

"Okay!" Zheng Haipeng asked the secretary to take paper and pen, and Long Feifengwu had to write a brief agreement note, and then signed it.

Guo Tianhua and Lao Gu also signed.

From now on, gambling appointments are considered binding.

"Sir, whether we can take advantage of this, it's up to you." Guo Tianhua secretly said in his heart.

...

Zhou Yang stood in the position of the bowler.

He Luo is ready in the hitting area.

Like the pitching skills, He Luo can swing the bat on both sides of the ball.

I have to say that he is indeed a very comprehensive professional golfer.

"Come on!" He Luo made a swing, then hooked his fingers at Zhou Yang.

This is provocation.

Zhou Yang smiled faintly and slowly opened the pitching posture.

"Hahaha!" The other players on the white glove team laughed.

Because Zhou Yang's posture is too coke.

The posture of baseball pitching is actually pretty handsome, but Zhou Yang's movements look like a kid who hasn't learned to walk.

After lifting up with one foot, his body swayed and his center of gravity moved back, as if he would fall backward in the next moment.

Several players picked up their phones from their seats and smiled and took pictures of Zhou Yang.

If this is posted to the Moments of Friends, can't you laugh to death?

He Luo also smiled.

His face was full of mockery.

Amateur is amateur.

Some people always want to use their hobbies to challenge others' ability to eat.

silly!

Zhou Yang shook his foot twice and seemed to have found his balance. At a very delicate moment, he suddenly flicked his arm and the white ball flew out instantly.

At the same time, He Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and the natural reaction of his muscles made him swing hard.

"Wow!"

The white ball flicked across his belly.

The first shot was empty.

"Good shot!" The referee made a good shot.

"puff!"

The white ball continued to rush forward and pierced the wooden billboard at the edge of the court.

"Wow!" the people in the stands exclaimed.

He Luo was dumbfounded, his eyes dull.

The speed of the ball just now...has it reached a level where he cannot react?

The number on the speed test screen jumped again, directly changing to five hundred.

Zhou Yang's pitching speed turned out to be as high as 500 miles.