Kitahara Shuji was intent on giving the divine light a dismount, and with the anger in his heart, he shot directly with anger - don't you think we will lose, don't you think we don't deserve to be opponents, it's not good to say who loses and who wins, what kind of arrogance!

What about baseball celebrities?

He saved this heart, and the stick of the divine light also saved this heart, ready to get at least one hit in the first hit - safe on base after the strike, and even if these rookies are too chaotic to guard and don't return in time, they can try to grab second base, so that they can see the strength of a really strong school.

But he saw that Kitahara Shuiji made a shot, and he also saw the ball...... Or I saw a little white, but I didn't react, and then there was a crisp sound in my ears, and I turned my head in shock, only to find that the baseball had been firmly pinched in the snow in the glove, as steady as Mount Tai.

The referee who was ready to find fault was also stunned, and looked up directly at the scoreboard in the distance, which showed the ball speed, and at a glance, he found that the ball speed was 168, and his jaw was almost dislocated - just kidding, what are you doing when you don't go to the big leagues with this ball speed, and come to play college games?

He suspected that the speedometer was broken, at least one was broken, and as a result, the three of them took the average together and took out such a terrible speed value, which should not be the level that college baseball should have - with this ball speed alone, Kitahara Shuji graduated from high school and joined the professional baseball team to ensure that it is a popular sign, with an annual salary and signing fee of at least 100 million yen.

Yukiri waited for a moment and reminded, "It's a good ball." ”

The straight ball in the middle passed 100% through the good ball area, which was definitely an effective pitch, and the referee reacted and hurriedly shouted: "Good ball!"

On the electronic scoreboard on the outfield bench opposite, the good ball light was lit once, and two more lights were turned on to knock out the batsman and he had to change to a second bat, and the central free seat was also in a commotion.

Originally, there were girls joining this baseball game, and most of them were watching the excitement, laughing and laughing, but the crisp sound of the baseball hitting the catcher's glove was startled, and then looking at the ball speed on the big electronic scoreboard, they were surprised for a moment and began to talk about it - is the electronic scoreboard broken? Who is this pitcher?

There was also an instant silence on the Divine Light Support Seat, only then did he realize that the situation didn't seem to be right, this was not the level that a rookie team should have, and the coach in the Divine Light Cowshed couldn't help but ask the recorder: "Who is this No. 1?"

The recorder hurriedly looked up the information: "It's a second-year student in the private Daifuku School Park, Kitahara Shuji, 17 years old this year......"

"And then, how many times have you played, how many wins have you made, how many have you lost, what are the highest number of balls in a single game, and what are you good at?"

"This ......"

"What is this?"

"This is not recorded. ”

Only then did the coach of the Divine Light take his greedy gaze away from Kitahara Shuji and turn it to the team recorder, and asked strangely, "Didn't check the record data beforehand?"

"That's definitely checked, coach, but ...... But he seems to be a new pitcher...... That, I'll check it again right away. "The recorder of the divine light is also not sure that Kitahara Shuji is a newcomer, so he can only check it again, but he did perform his duties before, and the private Daifuku gang has no appearance record at all, and they are definitely not even rookies, they are all a bunch of bird eggs.

Yukiri passed the ball back to Kitahara Shuji, who looked at the Divine Light support seat again and found that there was still a lot of commotion, but there was much less pointing at Yukisa, and the laughter was not heard. He turned his head and tossed a talcum powder bag there, rubbed the pitcher's board, and dragged it past three minutes of skill CD - baseball is always grinding, and just now his ball was so powerful that the staff started to test the equipment, but no one came to force him to hurry up and pitch.

The stick of the divine light took a deep breath, and barely suppressed the panic in his heart - so fast, this team is a rookie team, this pitcher is not, the intelligence war has made a mistake! But it doesn't matter, it's only a good ball, and there are two more chances, take a closer look.

Xueli gave instructions to Kitahara Shuji again: Xiuji, be brave, rest assured and bold to throw, and decide the winner with a straight ball in the middle - she remembers the code upside down, and this sentence is the most familiar.

Kitahara Shuji nodded and said that he received it, anyway, the throwing and catching combination had to be done enough, and he could only throw a straight ball when he opened the [breathing] skill, at most he could barely adjust the direction of the landing point, and nothing else was enough, he really had to rub that baseball, he didn't know where he would fly to, and normal pitching could throw a curved ball and a change ball, and his ball control ability at that time was excellent, but his personal characteristics were basically not - his playing time was very short after all.

He took a breath and threw a straight ball with a speed of up to 166 per hour again, and the Divine Light had no intention of swinging it, just carefully observing Kitahara Shuiji's shot and the trajectory of the ball.

He has a lot of experience in the game, and he suspects that Kitahara Shuji is a "different species", that is, someone who is particularly talented but came into contact with baseball relatively late - it is impossible for a pitcher like Kitahara Shuji to be unknown, they are all from a county, and if he was a veteran, he should have heard the callouse in his ears. If you have been in baseball for a short time, you will know this trick, but it is purely a dream to come up with a trick to eat all over the world, and baseball is not so simple.

Two good balls, applause rang out in the central free seat, and then some people complained that the big screen was not on, and many people became interested, wanting to see Kitahara Shuji's pitching close-up and replay, but the organizing committee of the second round was not prepared at all, and it was too late to open at this time.

The stick of divine light watched Kitahara Shuji play with powder bags on the pitcher's mound again, turned his head to look at the support seat, but he was not in a hurry, a pitcher like Kitahara Shuji deserves respect. He calmed down, concentrating on Kitahara's every move.

If Kitahara Shuji's posture and shooting movements remain the same, he will swing his bat. If you don't play, you can't do it, you already have two good balls, and if you have a good ball, he'll have to strike out three times - although Kitahara Shuji still has three bad ball cheating opportunities, he thinks Kitahara Shuji won't use it, and nine out of nine are still straight balls.

He was very suspicious that Kitahara Shuji would only shoot straight balls, and if he couldn't do it, he would only throw straight balls into the middle and couldn't control the ball at all.

He recalled the trajectory of the ball just now in his mind, stared at Kitahara Shuji's shot, and found that it had not changed, so he swung the stick in advance, and was happy in his heart - this ball is there!

But he stumbled after swinging his stick, and instead of the expected blow, there was a crisp sound in his ears, and the ball fell into the trapper's glove in the snow.

Even if the referee wants to enforce the law strictly, there is no way to deal with this kind of ball, even if he wants to pretend to be blind, the audience behind him is not blind, and it is not cost-effective to make a scandal again, so he can only wave his hand: "Out!"

I'm not depressed, it's common to be struck out, but it's strange in my heart. He held the brim of his baseball hat and saluted, carried the bat to the cowshed, and reminded in a low voice as he passed by the second stick of the divine light: "Three good and three straight balls, the ball will float up after entering the good ball area, and the amplitude is very large." ”

He suspected that the straight ball missed and it should be caused by the prediction that the rise was not large enough.

The second stick of the divine light nodded calmly, and then entered the strike zone, watching Kitahara Shuji communicate with his teammates there and wait patiently, his expression was very solemn.

A ball that goes at a speed of 160 per hour, that's what a professional player should play, and he really hasn't played it.

Kitahara Shuji This kind of demon he has only encountered once in the Koshien main game, and it is not as fast as Kitahara Shuji's ball speed, only 156, but this kind of fast ball has not changed much after all, and there are traces to be found, and this is only the first game, it will be a little difficult to play in front, but it is not a problem to adapt to the opportunity.

He didn't rush to play, he watched the first shot of Kitahara Shuji, compared it with what he observed in the standby area, and then the second ball made a decisive attack, and deliberately raised the striking position, increasing the distance by one palm than expected. Now the main problem is to be able to hit first, to gain experience in the next innings, even if you get an infield ball due to the angle of the shot, it is acceptable.

But he still swung a stick into the air, and Xueli received the ball again, and then on the third stick, he pulled back the floating distance a little, but still didn't hit, and was directly knocked out by strikeouts.

When he and the third stick of the divine light staggered, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Three good and three straight balls, it looks like it is floating, but it doesn't seem to be floating, and it hits straight." ”

He missed twice on the same ball and the same way, and his self-confidence was slightly frustrated, and he began to suspect that Kitahara Shuiji's straight ball was not so simple, and it should be a visual illusion to float up after entering the good ball area, and now that I think about it, it seems to be an absolute flat fly ball without rotation.

The closer the object is, the bigger it will look in the eye, and if you approach so quickly, it's normal to mistake getting bigger for floating up, so it's better to ignore the float and hit it according to the original trajectory.

The three sticks of the divine light nodded slightly to show understanding, and then went up to the air and swung the three sticks, and were directly knocked out by the three strikes.

The opening defense was successful, and An Yun Ai came to the first base support bench and began to point to ten subordinates to cheer in unison, and there was also applause in the central free bench - excellent pitcher, beautiful defense, three strikeouts and clean sheets against the opponent.

Kitahara Shuji felt a little uncomfortable in his arm, and his strength increased by 40% nine times in a row, and the muscle soreness in his arm was bearable, but his elbow was swinging excessively every time, and he felt that the elbow ligaments were also starting to feel slightly uncomfortable - it didn't hurt, it was a strange feeling, a little astringent, as if it was rusty.

Now the offense and defense of the two sides are swapped, and there is nothing for him to do on offense for the time being, Suzuki Noki put him on the ninth bat, and he is ready to let him go up to mean it, and the main physical strength is still on the pitch, and try not to run the base, in case of collision with the opponent and injury, it is not cost-effective.

Their team has no background in Kitahara Shuji is a reliable pitcher, and he is a key figure when defending.

Kitahara Shuji returned to his cowshed, and Suzuki immediately greeted him, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with a towel, and said excitedly: "Good job, take a rest first, and let Suzuki-sensei massage your arms." ”

Suzuki Hanako was born as a school doctor, so it's still a little useful.

Kitahara Shuji smiled and took the towel and wiped it himself. He raised his head and beckoned to the Fukuzawa people, Yoko and the reinforcement team above and went into the cowshed to rest, while Suzuki Noki was busy arranging the attack, beckoned the first three sticks and said: "According to tactics, at least one person must be on the base!"

The first three bats of the private Daifuku nodded neatly, and then went up to the strike zone and into the standby zone, and Yukiri looked at the pitcher who entered the field with the divine light, that is, the captain of the opposing team, Haseo, and swung the bat vigorously to find the feel, and the alloy bat was silent in the air, but the dust under her feet suddenly spread after a while.

In the second half of the first game, it was the turn of the private Daifuku to attack, the divine light to defend, and just now Kitahara Shuji's three beautiful strikeout defenses made the holy light's support seat breathe for a while, but when he saw his own garrison enter the field, he began to knock on the bottle and shout slogans again, encouraging the momentum of his own defense - his own team did not score, so it is acceptable not to let the opponent score.

The opponent just has a temporary advantage over the pitcher, no big problem.

But unexpectedly, after the opening, the first three bats of the private Daifuku used the strike tactics, put on a posture and prepared to play normally, and found that Haseo threw a good ball, so he immediately changed his attitude, flattened the bat, leaned forward, and bounced the ball directly to the sideline of the third base in the infield, so as to avoid the pitcher from grabbing the ball back and passing, and then running to first base.

This is also called short hitting, which basically only relies on the strength and elasticity of the ball itself, and this kind of impact hitting is naturally impossible to hit far, and can only be regarded as a sneak attack tactic, but the hit rate is particularly high, about 80% or more - blocking and hitting are still very different.

The only purpose of this tactic is to grab the base, they have been practicing for a long time, these are the three guys that Suzuki Noki picked out to run particularly fast, and they were the first to directly sneak attack successfully, and they grabbed the first base dangerously, and then the divine light was on guard, and the outfield and infield guards were not in a hurry and collectively began to press forward, and the back two or three sticks were not greedy, no longer attacked, and began to play normally.

But this normal hit, they were completely suppressed by Haseo, a single stick was not played, and they also ended up happily - the purpose of the three of them was to grab first base, if the first base failed, the two of them would try to hit the tactics again, and if the first stick was successful, they had a good chance to hit and try to push to second base, and if they didn't have a good chance, they would just give up, so as to avoid the guy on first base being squeezed into the base, and then unlucky to be double killed by the opponent.

In the second half of the first inning, the private Daifuku was out twice, there were people on first base, and Yukiri came on as the fourth baseman.

She stood in the strike zone, and the sound of the support seat of the divine light suddenly rose three steps, and the slogans of defense and strikeouts were even louder, completely ignoring that she was a girl - Xueli had intruded into their territory, and they felt offended, and they had to give Xueli a little color to see if it was a girl anymore.

Yukiri looked at the noisy support seat, shook the ponytail that had just been tied up at the back of his head, and held the bat with a sword-holding posture, his face was expressionless, his lower abdomen was concave, and the breath in his nostrils instantly became heavy - in the winter, he might be able to see two white mist, and then stared at Haguo.

Haseo felt like he was being targeted by a fierce beast for a moment, and the hairs on his back stood on end instantly.