Wu Xu was focusing on the inner path, and although he wasn't a coach, he could tell that the baseball team organized by the city sports stadium was more in sync and mature overall than Junshan University's baseball team.
This made Wu Xu very frustrated, momentum-wise, Junshan University was a notch down, did they really have to lose to that scumbag Shi Miao?
On the opposite side of the field, Shi Miao gave Wu Xu a taunting smile, then extended his thumbs up, tipping it downwards...
"Damn! Shit, that's arrogant!" Wu Xu's face instantly darkened, wishing he could go over and slap him a few times.
The ball game began.
First off, the Junshan University baseball team pitched.
But the first ball was hit back by the city sports stadium, striking directly on the chest of a Junshan player, causing so much pain that he crouched down and couldn't get up for a long while.
