Chapter 493: Can This Also Be a Shura Field?

The most well-known term in baseball games is not strikeout, stealing, tag-out, etc., but home run!

The former is a term that only people who know a little about baseball will understand, while the latter is perfectly unified by the yellow brain shared by the entire universe.

The reason why home run is so popular among lustful worshipers is that it is indeed very vivid and appropriate.

In a home run, the batter hits the baseball high and far, flying over the audience seats and the end of the sight, and then the batter can run from home plate to first, second, third base and back to home plate in one breath to score.

This is an important data to measure the strength of a batter. Those talented batters who joined the professional baseball league after graduating from high school can only hit a handful of home runs in a Koshien.

Even home runs are so rare, you can imagine how incredible the existence of "stealing all bases" is.

In fact, the term "stealing home base" has only appeared in the world today. Before Hojo Kyosuke, the best stealer was just called "the man who can steal home base!". The seriousness of Japanese people in giving nicknames is well known to everyone. Exaggeration and praise are just one word for them, so it is actually impossible to steal home base. Not to mention stealing four bases in a row to score.

If everyone hadn't expected that the rookie Hojo Kyosuke would suddenly come up with such a trick, his stealing journey would not have been so smooth. Even if his physical fitness is amazing, this is not a fight after all, but a game where you are over if you hit him.

"Stealing home base", if such words were said by others, Ryota Tsuchiya would never believe it. Generally speaking, stealing bases only requires guarding against stealing second base from first base, because the four bases are in a diamond shape, and the distance from throwing the ball from home base to the second base opposite is the farthest. The long distance also means that the time for stealing is long, and the chance of stealing bases is the greatest.

If other schools knew that they had a "hitter" who could steal four bases from home plate, they would have to respond accordingly during the game. Both pitchers and infielders would have to pay more attention to warn the hitter of stealing bases. People only have so much attention. Once it is too dispersed, then the chance will come!

Ryota Tsuchiya actually hesitated whether to let Hojo-kun complete the feat of "stealing home plate", because even if it was a training match, such a feat could be called a miracle. But in the end he gave up. If Hojo-kun developed such a simple contempt for baseball through this practice, it would be difficult to carry out future work...

Alas, it is also a trouble that the members are too talented.

Ryota Tsuchiya thought so, staring at Hojo Kyosuke in front of him with full concentration. His body leaned forward slightly, making full preparations for impact prevention. As a catcher, his fear of such high-speed objects was much lower than that of others.

Come on, that's enough. Hojo-kun, you've performed well enough, you've successfully proved your strength, me, Nekoda, Kuramochi... we've all been conquered by you.

That's enough, you still need to continue practicing, I will teach you everything I have, and then follow you into Koshien!

The sound of footsteps kept ringing, and the fluffy reddish-brown soil was splashed up. Everyone was looking at Hojo Kyosuke, expecting him to complete the miracle of "stealing home run".

At this moment, Tsuchiya Ryota suddenly found that Hojo-kun's expressionless face had a smile.

What? Why did he smile?

At the moment when this thought came to his mind, Tsuchiya Ryota found that the figure in front of him became taller.

No, it didn't become taller, but jumped up!

Oops, it's a pounce!

Pounce, as the name suggests, the whole person jumps directly into the air. But there are differences in the "flying height" of the dives. Some dives are from under the defender's arms to prevent being blocked by the opponent's hands; some fly over the defender, which usually happens when the defender is also diving.

Yes, the defender will also dive. After all, the pass will not be so accurate, and he will also need to pick up the ball. When he rushes to kill the base runner after picking up the ball, diving is also a very useful skill. The base runner can use the dive to fly over the defender's body and touch the base.

Tsuchiya Ryota is about 1.75 meters tall, which is considered a medium height in the baseball team. At this moment, he is slightly bent over and is about 1.6 meters tall. Facing such a height, did Hojo Kyosuke jump?

Jumping over 1.6 meters to dive?

Hanging on the wire? Or practicing the ladder cloud?

Nekoda Juju, who fell to the ground and sat down, widened his eyes and stared at the figure that soared into the air like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

This is a competition, not a game! Do you have to be so exaggerated? !

When Ryota Tsuchiya judged that Hojo Kyosuke wanted to dive over his head, his brain immediately gave instructions to his body to stop him. He only needed to turn around and touch Hojo Kyosuke's body with his left hand holding the ball!

But!

The world does not work according to Ryota Tsuchiya's thoughts. If it did, he should have won the Koshien two years ago!

On the contrary, the vision in Hojo Kyosuke's mind is gradually covering the reality.

The picture that originally existed in his imagination is now reflected in his dark eyes.

Minister Tsuchiya put all his weight on him, and the flexibility of his body was reduced due to squatting. At this time, it was impossible for him to effectively intercept himself!

The corners of Hojo Kyousuke's mouth raised slightly, and his body jumped forward with unstoppable momentum. The height of his jump was even one palm's distance higher than Tsuchiya Ryota's head.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Hojo Kyousuke hit the red earth hard. After all, he was not a real martial arts master. It was good to be able to avoid being injured when he fell with such a fast and sudden swoop.

His posture was a little awkward, and his face was stained with dirt, but that was not important. What was important was...

"Score!!"

As the referee, Takashi Yuya shouted and made a passionate gesture.

The moment Hojo Kyosuke fell to the ground, the toe of his left leg had already touched the home plate.

Starting from home base and back to home base, the dizzying game was played countless times in a short period of time.

"Hojo——"

"Hojo!!"

boom--

Cheers, screams, and applause erupted in an instant. The people in the Kendo Club were the first to react. The fiery breath that continued in everyone's chest seemed to have found an outlet, and they rushed towards their king with loud screams.

Everyone looked crazy, and their voices almost broke when they shouted.

People in the school had heard that the people in the Kendo Club were abnormal, not like a club or a bad organization, but more like a mysterious religion. Because their belief in Hojo Kyosuke is really too fanatical. Photos of the secret contract ceremony held in the kendo club had been circulated in the school forum before. Now seeing these kendo club members swarming towards Hojo Kyosuke with crazy faces, the people in the football club and the land sports club believed this from the bottom of their hearts. It is a new sect.

Kendo Club? Crusaders are pretty much it.

Everyone quickly moved out of the way for fear of being trampled to the ground.

Hojo Kyousuke was still lying on the ground savoring this novel victory, and suddenly stretched out a few hands to pull him up, and then lifted him high.

The members of the kendo club with strong hands were able to do the trick of throwing people to celebrate. The people on top did not have to worry about falling to the ground except for the feeling of weightlessness.

"Whoa whoa--"

"Steal a home run!!"

"Sobu's villain!!"

"Destiny is one step slower than him, and he is the only god who controls speed!"

"..."

Chaotic cheers rang out, and Zaimokuza Yoshiki alone contributed five new nicknames.

Um?

The stunned Ryota Tsuchiya woke up and realized that he had been squeezed four or five meters away.

Looking back, oh, it turned out to be a celebration. Yes, yes, it’s time to celebrate. Hojo-kun created a miracle like “stealing a home run” in his first practice. Let alone celebrating, it’s not an exaggeration to even record it with a camera and keep it as a treasure of the baseball club.

After all, although it was just practice, he and the others were also trying their best to block it. Both Nekota and himself had exerted their full strength.

Looking at the joyful scene, Ryota Tsuchiya showed a happy smile on his face. The genius Kyousuke Hojo has begun to redeem his talent, and everyone in the baseball club has accepted him from the bottom of their hearts. The future is bright, the future is bright...

But why are the people celebrating it all from the Kendo Club! ?

Tugu Liang's eyes widened too fiercely, what is it! ? Why are those guys from the Kendo Club celebrating around Hojo-kun? !

He turned around and looked around, and found that he was actually the closest member of the baseball club. Others, including Nekota, were still sitting on the ground like a fool. The first baseman and pitcher all stayed where they were, staring blankly. Looking at Hojo Kyousuke who was being thrown away constantly.

The people in the kendo club were still cheering, saying nonsense like that their boss was the hope of the Sobu High baseball club, and that if he had a big brother in Sobu High, he would definitely be able to go to Koshien.

Although that is all true, why do these words sound so harsh when spoken from the mouth of a member of the Kendo Club! ?

"Assholes, are you idiots?!"

Ryota Tsuchiya cursed angrily and threw his gloves towards Nekota Juju.

"Go and get Hojo-kun back!!"

"Oooh!"

After hearing this, the members of the baseball club who were stunned by the fanatics of the kendo club came to their senses. After shouting a loud response, they immediately ran away and rushed around.

Unfortunately, how can normal people fight against mental illness? The people in the Kendo Club let the Baseball Club see what kind of subordinates are worthy of following a big brother like Hojo Kyosuke.

Tamaki Aobu would bring people from the kendo club to morning exercises. In addition to cheering for his own minister, he also wanted to cause trouble, so he told the club members early. At this moment, facing the swarming members of the baseball club, the people in the kendo club may be in poor physical condition, but when it comes to fighting, they are a serious martial arts club!

One or two hands and feet kept making small movements, and soon the people in the baseball club were wailing.

"What a noisy early morning." The director of the land sports department sighed.

Hayama Hayato on the side had countless thoughts intertwined in his eyes. After a while, he whispered:

"Is this Hojo Kyosuke..."

If I could have such power, would the ending be different?

Because they had to deal with the people in the baseball club, the attention of the people in the kendo club was distracted. Hojo Kyosuke, who was afraid of death first, immediately felt the danger, so he spoke up to stop the farce.

"Tamaki, what are you doing? Why are our baseball club training and you guys from the kendo club joining in the fun? Is it your turn to celebrate!"

Ryota Tsuchiya, whose clothes were almost torn, cursed angrily.

Tamaki Aobu, whose clothes were still torn off over there, rolled his eyes and did not reply. He just bowed to Hojo Kyousuke, said something about martial arts prosperity, and left with the kendo club members. Come noisily, go quietly.

"These bastards!" Nekota Juju cursed in a low voice.

"Idiot, how dare you say that? You don't have any sharp eyesight at all. No wonder Hojo-kun doesn't want to come to our baseball club!" Ryota Tsuchiya became even more angry.

Standing aside, Hojo Kyousuke's expression was a bit subtle. He was being fought over by two groups of young men. The experience was really not much better.

Seeing that his ticket was almost taken away, Ryota Tsuchiya became so angry that he hit the heads of the members one by one, making a loud sound.

"...Remember, Hojo-kun is the treasure of the baseball club, and you have to protect him even if you risk your life! Remember!?" He concluded.

"Yes! Protect the best ticket master with your life!!" Nekota, Kuramochi and others shouted, and then looked at the people in the Kendo Club who were about to make a move with hateful eyes.

Hiss...can this also be called Shura Field?

Hojo Kyosuke bared his teeth.

When everything calmed down, Tsuchiya Ryota came as a student coach to explain this exercise to Hojo Kyosuke:

"This stolen base is perfect. Base running actually tests the player's decision-making ability the most. The distance between the baseball and the opponent's player, the distance between the opponent holding the ball and himself, the time he can run the base, and the physical fitness of himself and the opponent. All these must be combined. There are many factors to determine whether you can successfully run the bases.

Halfway through the run, you suddenly realize that you are in danger of being hit. At this time, you should choose to return to the original base, or give it a try and hit the next base. Every time you run a base, the runner must constantly think about these things. matter. But thinking takes time, and starting running also takes time.

If you hesitate, you will lose. When you hesitate, your opponent will have already blocked you.

You did this very well, Hojo-kun. From making the decision to "steal a base" to throwing away the bat and running away, there was no hesitation in the whole process. I can see a man's responsibility and awareness in your steps. It's really cool, I haven't seen such a determined pace in a while.

However, hesitation will lead to defeat, followed by another sentence, decisiveness will be in vain.

If you don't have a clear mind and rush to the next base without making a correct judgment on the strength of the enemy or yourself, you will only make all the efforts of yourself and your teammates in vain.

Your teammates worked hard to hit a hit to send you to the next base, but it was in vain because of your decisiveness.

Hesitation, decisiveness...that's the beauty of baseball. There can be neither hesitation nor decisiveness. No one knows the consequences of your decision except God. "

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