Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 329 Interference
In a short time, it was already two outs, and the status of the troll's big ace was still high.

But the restlessness on the court was not because of this state, but——

A person came up, his posture was very relaxed, he came to the strike area loosely, and after two seconds, he set up the strike posture and became as stable as a rock.

"Qingdao, fight out!"

"One more shot!"

"I just want to see that!"

This one-sided shout was like a wave of waves, hitting the troll big players.

"The audience is completely on Qingdao's side..."

"So, this time, you must not be beaten out."

Amidst the shouts, the big troll's support was caught in the middle.

"Come on, ace!"

"Let him out!"

For the three people in the center of the duel, they didn't bother to listen to these voices at all, and their only energy was used to observe each other.

'He had to be interrupted that way. . This is what Liansi realized in the last round. He once heard Hongo say that the hitter said that he can enter a state similar to flow, and in that state, he can do almost anything.

So, how to do it?
A drop of sweat slid down the catcher's cheek, and he felt a tinge of anxiety, and in this anxiety, he suddenly realized, 'Flow feeds on attention and energy, and a person's attention reserve is actually limited . . '

Then a good way to interrupt this state is to constantly consume the batter's attention.

"play ball!"

Just when the catcher figured this out, the game officially started.

On the mound, Hongo looked at Takano for a few times, and then remembered the previous games. When Renji talked about Takano's batting average, he said casually, "That state is not Often, don't be overly vigilant. '

Maybe it was because he had defeated Gao Zhiye several times in a row. He naturally looked down on Gao Zhiye in his heart, and then thought that the things the other party produced would not be too superb.

This was an unavoidable subconscious state, even though he clearly knew that Hagar hadn't won Gao Zhiye head-on.

But it was this friend he made with an attitude of looking down that caused so much trouble.

'Self-esteem' and 'self-sufficiency', these two words were stuffed in his stomach, and it was difficult to digest for a long time. He couldn't accept that he was such a person, so he could only open his mouth, thinking that he was just facing Takano showed these two shortcomings.

Of course, if Gao Zhiye in the strike zone knows, he must complain about what it is like to feel the superiority of others through paper letters.

Now Gao Zhiye has no emotions, no joy or joy, it is peaceful.

When the ball comes, swing the bat, run when you hit it, and keep hitting if you can’t hit it.

He gripped the bat tightly, and the rough feeling of the tape rubbed against his palm, but then the feeling in his hand slowly disappeared, as if the bat had melted into his body, 'the feeling is coming. . '

Heart sank to the bottom of the water, eyes staring ahead, just waiting for a baseball to come to the front.

In the distance, the pitcher moved.

As soon as the pitcher's foot moves, the beater's internal rhythm begins to move.

The pitcher stepped out, and the batter's stretched foot was retracted simultaneously.

In a mess of colors, white suddenly appeared.

Immediately, the beater smelled the attack, and all the pores of his body opened with excitement.

The next moment, that little bit of white was finally free, and came through the air in the form of thunder.

Staring at the direction of the ball, Takano felt the muscles in the back of his head tense, and time slowed down in front of him again.

Slowly, in the blink of an ordinary person, countless information has already poured into his brain. The pictures he saw, the sound he heard, the taste he smelled, and the feeling of the wind blowing on his arm, all the information exploded. It was received unconditionally by Takano.

Such high-speed and huge-volume processing is completely different from the processing of things flowing at a constant speed. It is impossible to consciously sort out the logical chain in the cerebral cortex, and all conclusions are drawn at the moment of neurotransmitter transmission.

Why does the body suddenly tense up when the danger is approaching without the brain realizing it?Why do people withdraw their hands before their brains realize the pain when they are scalded?
That is the instinct that human beings have evolved through tens of thousands of years. Before the evolution of modern human brains, human beings have faced this dangerous world for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, as the last evolved organs, human beings have some brains that cannot understand. ability is also normal.

Just like now, in an island country surrounded by the sea, under a clear blue sky, in a stadium surrounded by tens of thousands of people, a child is showing the instinct that exists in his body. It seems that he has just dug out, Not very skilled yet.

Before he could see the rotation of the ball clearly, Gao Zhiye already felt that it was a bad ball from the outside corner.

He raised his arms and didn't swing the bat.

"Snapped--"

"Bad ball!"

Sure enough, this became very cautious about shooting and arresting.

This ball was also shot very well. If it was half a ball in, Gao Zhiye would have to swing.

After home plate, the pitcher's catcher re-throws the ball, his cheeks aching with sweat, and he nods to the men on the mound for the plan to go ahead.

The second ball also requires excellent ball handling ability, which is a very high requirement for a pitcher who enters the end.

'I can do it! "Hongo has basically stabilized his turbulent mind. The conclusion is that he only wants to admit that there is a problem with his attitude, and he doesn't want to admit that there is a problem with his strength, so he must win this out.

But before pitching—

"time!"

Take a pause first.

The catcher ran to the mound, Gao Zhiye, who was standing on the strike zone, relaxed his posture, rubbed his brows twice, pressed down that state, and continued to maintain this state, consuming every second With a lot of energy.

As for the two shooters and catchers who gathered on the mound, the center of conversation was still the batter on the opposite side.

"Next, we need to make good use of all the balls and the space of good and bad balls to consume the opponent, no problem."

Hongo turned his eyes to the strike zone again, then nodded, "No problem."

"And then I need you to extend the length of the pitch, no problem."

Hongo frowned, and began to bow his head and step on the ground again, and his mood became irritable again. It was like this again, it was like this in Hagar time, and every time he needed to use various tricks to achieve his goal.

"Zhengzong, the ball you throw not only represents yourself, but also represents everyone behind you, okay?"

The pitcher stared at his friend with anger: "I believe in my pitch."

The timeout was running out, and Lianji didn't continue to persuade him. He just patted the pitcher on the shoulder and returned to home plate.

The restart of the game means that Gao Zhiye needs to start that state again, he frowned and calmed down.

　Double update today, finish posting this plot point
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　　I just discovered now that the difficulty of writing an original is simply more than ten times that of a fan

　　Write a fan, the outline and the general plot are actually all done by the original author

　　I finally recalled the reason why the old man dug the pit and did not fill it.

　　That is to write originality, and even the author needs to slowly accumulate love for this story, while for fans, the author only writes because he loves it. There is a fundamental difference between the two

　　
　
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