"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

Damn, this posture is really tricky, plus this guy's quirk ball, isn't there a speed ball to interrupt the timing, the most troublesome thing is that this guy has too many change balls, if you really want to aim, you can't take care of it at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。

Mima in the strike zone waved his bat and exhaled softly, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Keep up, keep up, Mima, you can do it. ”

"Soichiro, blast out. ”

"Sawamura, you can do it, take this guy. ”

"Rong Chunjun, come on. ”

"Come on, Ace, don't drop the chain here. ”

Rong Chun on the pitcher's mound shook his arm slightly, his sharp eyes stared closely at the beautiful horse on the pitcher's mound tightly, and the occasional glance at the first base bag also made the nine on the base bag unable to move at all, after all, the left pitch was too threatening for the first base runner.

Even if it is a runner who is as mobile as the White Dragon High School, in the test just now, it is obvious that Sawamura is honored to be on guard against their stealing bases, especially the home base, the four-eyed catcher of Qingdao High School, which makes Kujou feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Merely!!!!

"Huh"

The moment Sawamura suddenly flicked his arm, a flash of light flashed in Kujo's eyes, and he suddenly started and galloped towards the base bag at second base.

Our White Dragon's thief base will not back down because of this!!!

"Thief !!"

Kenta Maezono suddenly changed color, and immediately shouted loudly.

Rong Chun's expression on the pitcher's mound remained unchanged, but Miyuki at home plate stared.

"Boom"

At the same time, the beautiful horse in the strike zone looked awe-inspired, and the footsteps slammed on, the body twisted, and the bat shook hard.

"Huh"

Got it!!

Mima's eyes showed a hint of hideousness.

"Huh"

The dazzling white light seemed to be the next moment when the bat seemed to be about to fit perfectly with the sharp sound of breaking the air.

The white light shook, suddenly stalled, and fell sharply downward.

What!?finger forkball!?here!?

Mima's face changed drastically.

"Smack"

At the moment when the ball general hit the bat, the white ball fell, quickly avoiding the sweeping bat, and sank into the ball sleeve below, making a clear sound.

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

It's not over yet!!

At the moment of receiving the ball, Miyuki quickly pulled out the ball, a backhand, and the strength of the strong shoulder catcher was perfectly reflected at this moment.

"Huh"

White light flashed from home plate and sped over the base bag at second base.

The position, which was already in place, intercepted the ball with ease.

"Smack"

"Out!"

"Double kill, three outs, offense and defense exchange !!!"

"Oh oh oh!!! Wonderful cooperation, the tacit combination of Qingdao throwing, successfully won the number of hitters and runners, Bailong mobility, lost to the Qingdao strong shoulder captain of the guard, three outs, offensive and defensive exchange !!!"

Damn it!!!

Soichiro Mima, who was knocked out of the game, couldn't help but clench the bat hard, and a trace of extreme unhappiness flashed in his pupils, and he was tricked by this pair of throwers again.

I thought I wouldn't know how to use a finger fork ball, but instead went to guard against the two stitch balls and the speed ball.

How can it be repaired, this pitcher really has too many changing balls!!!、,

Left pitcher, sure enough, this pitcher has brought us too many disadvantages for the team...

In the bench seat of White Dragon High School, Superintendent Sasaki frowned, and then let go, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Good shot, Sawamura. ”

"Haha, Lord Ace, it's really reliable. ”

"There are four more rounds, come on, ace, I look forward to your performance as well as the exchange match. ”

"Ah, Rong Chunjun. ”

"Sawamura, don't be too complacent, the game isn't over yet. ”

Even though it is still one point behind, the outstanding performance of the ace, the calm command of the own supervisor in the bench, and the overall morale of Qingdao High School are still at a peak.

Will the game be lost?

They didn't even think about this kind of thing for a second.

Since the exchange competition can beat the White Dragon High School, then, this time it is also possible, the most important thing is that at the critical moment, they will always unconditionally choose to believe in the key Mr. of their team - the four sticks, the king!!!

"The situation is still ahead of us, let's slow down the pace a little next, don't worry, especially when guarding, just stop them from scoring, strategic retreat is allowed, understand?" Superintendent Sasaki said with a solemn face to the people at White Dragon High School in front of him.

Especially that look still floated over Wang Ye's body, sometimes, the ace's self-esteem burst out or something, but it was terrible, and Superintendent Sasaki had to take precautions for this in advance.

"Yes!!" Mima and the others immediately replied loudly.

"In the first half of the sixth game, the attack of Qingdao High School, three sticks, catcher, Miyuki-kun. ”

"Come on, Captain. ”

"Wang Ye, take him down. ”

"Miyuki, if you don't take one here, your dinner will be gone tonight. ”

"Captain, give me a little more strength. ”

"Ito, Wang Ye, let him call. ”

"Ace !!"

Ho ho, it really puts pressure on me, especially this guy behind me, every time he appears in front of this guy, the pressure is really not ordinary.

Yu Xing held his bat with both hands, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and glanced at Liu Yong, who was kneeling in the strike preparation area with an extremely upright posture, and sighed in his heart.

"Is it the sixth game? It's about the same, that ball is estimated to be a little high, and the other party probably guessed the low ball we were aiming for. ”

Yu Xing shook the bat slightly on the strike zone, and his eyes glanced faintly in the direction of the pitcher's mound, making Wang Ye unconsciously seem to feel a faint chill coming from behind, making Wang Ye feel very uncomfortable.

I have to say that even though the actions of the White Dragon High School side are very vague, Yu Xing is still half-guessed and half-blinded.

In such a situation, it is not good to think too much.

“playball”

"Shhhhh Call... ”

"Huh"

Wang Ye on the pitcher's mound quickly moved his arm while confronting Ito, and his right arm shook violently with his right leg as he stepped on.

A bright light flickered, and it sped away in the direction of home plate.

Here comes !!! screwball!!

There was a strange glint in Miyuki's eyes.

The white light that reflected in the scope of Miyuki's sight, the slightly floating ball path, Miyuki's footsteps spanned.

"Huh"

The bat danced, and a fierce wind exploded.

"Pong !!"