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The moment he hit the ball, it was as if time had been frozen. The rain, the players, the spectators, and the cheerleaders all stayed in place, and there was only a small white dot in this space, flying happily.

It wasn't until the baseball hit the ground that the fielders at Tedong High School reacted.

So fast!

It all happened so fast that when Yang Ping reached second base, the fielder picked up the baseball that flew out.

"Here, after two outs, Yang Ping, the fourth baseman of Qingdao High School, hit a second home run that continued hope."

As the sound of the radio spread, the fans in the audience woke up.

"It's so strong!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Let's get out, aim for ......"

When the whole court resumed the noise, the surrounding people who really understood baseball let out a sigh and cautiously stared at Yang Ping, who was staying at second base.

"This swing of the stick makes people feel happy just by looking at it!"

"That's the strength of the best fighters in the country."

Tuoma's eyes seemed to glow: "Yang Ping's predecessors are so strong!" ”

"A year ago, when we were watching the national competition, he didn't have that quality."

Okumura's eyes seemed to see through everything, although Yang Ping was also strong a year ago, he was definitely not strong to this extent.

What kind of training can a person complete such growth in half a year?

"Fifth baseman, first baseman, Kenta Maezono."

It's him again!

In the cowshed of Seido High School, Ochiai couldn't help but touch his chin.

Every time he saw the man standing behind Yang Ping, he felt that his worldview was about to be subverted.

If he is replaced as the head coach, he will not use the front garden as the core lineman anyway. He wouldn't even let the man start.

Qian also underestimated Maezono a little, and he didn't think Maezoen was capable of hitting the pitch to the well.

In the second half of the eighth inning, Qingdao High School attacked.

Two outs, someone on second base!

The batter is the fifth baseman, first baseman, Kenta Maezono.

"Bang out for hits! Ahhhh

Cheerleaders, holding bullhorns, shouting neat trumpets. They hope that the front garden can be a place to be disgraced.

It's just that now Xiangjing's state is extraordinary, although he was hit by Yang Ping on second base, but not everyone in Qingdao has Yang Ping's strength.

Despite believing in Mukai's pitching, Kogan is still very cautious in his matching.

If Didong wants to turn the tide, he will have to win one more out. Compared to this fifth bat, Qingdao's sixth batter is a very steady hitter.

First ball: A spiral ball with a low outer corner.

The baseball was whistling, and there was no swing in the front garden.

"Bad ball!"

Baseball is brought in from a good ball and then flies out of a good ball belt. A perfect three-dimensional pitch with variation.

The second ball, the slider.

There was still no swing in the front garden.

"Great, Mukai."

"The sun has suppressed the beaters."

Didong's fans are like crazy, cheering for their trump card.

On the third ball after one good and one bad, the front garden swung the bat.

"Ping!"

The baseball was swept out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

The number of balls is two good and one bad.

The beaters were chased.

"Got the ball!"

"Keep aiming and fighting!"

Qingdao supporters anxiously cheered up their teammates. At this time, they are actually not confident.

The number of balls leads.

Xiang Jing Sun raised his head and let the rain hit his face.

It's so exciting, it's so refreshing!

Everything seems to be under control of the beater.

He had already seen the picture of the front garden being settled.

The next ball, solve him.

Fourth Ball: Three-Dimensional Low Ball from the Outside Corner!

Baseball is brought in from the good ball and deflects off the good ball after entering.

The number of balls is chased, and there is no reason not to swing the bat in the front garden.

But the front garden didn't swing the stick.

"Bad ball!"

The number of balls is two good and two bad.

At this time, not to mention the layman, even Yang Ping, who was on second base, couldn't take his eyes off it.

Kenta Maezono seems to be more tenacious than he thought.

Cut~

You ragtag, don't pretend to be a key player here.

The delay in solving the front garden made Xiangjing a little anxious, and his refreshing rhythm produced a trace of stagnation.

The next ball will definitely solve you!

With such determination, he threw the fifth ball to the well.

"Ping!"

Maezono barely caught up with the baseball and knocked it out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

The number of balls is still two good and two bad.

Xiang Jing threw five balls, but Maezono still didn't leave the game.

At this time, Mukai was really a little anxious.

I rehearsed the scene of the front garden out over and over again in my mind, but this meeting was delayed.

The crack in Mukai's heart is getting bigger and bigger.

Sixth, the ball is shot into the inside corner.

At this time, Qian used his tough ball distribution to guide Xiang Jing to throw the ball.

Fujio was surprised.

The catcher does not hesitate to match the ball, as long as the pitcher makes a slight mistake, he is likely to throw a touch ball. Then Didong had to face a solid sixth bat.

Dry to the well to make a code.

Throwing a bad ball into the inside corner, even if it is hit, is just adding a bad ball.

Finally, use the outside corner kick to solve the opponent in one go.

Mukai has a heart to heart with him.

Nodding, he threw himself towards the inner corner without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

Stop struggling, I can already see the image of you being solved.

After the ball was thrown, Mukai had a relaxed smile on his face.

The front garden, which seems to be angry, is swinging at this time.

Hundreds of thousands of swings, the action of swinging the stick has long become his instinct, and the swing of the stick along the instinct is crisp and neat.

"Ping!"

Hit!

Mukai on the pitcher's mound was a little unwilling.

But even if it hits, it's just out of bounds......

The baseball flew and flew until it flew out of the right field.

"Fly, fly out!"

"A two-point home run from the fifth baseman, Maezono-san. In the final moments of the game, Qingdao High School scored two more points. ”

The overall score is 7:3!

Didong, who was originally going to counterattack in the last game, was hit with a fatal blow.

The most dumbfounded in this scene is Ochiai.

His jaw shell was almost dropping in surprise.

That front garden, actually hit a home run?

This Nima is so unscientific.

In the first army of Seido High School, Ochiai looks down on Maezoen the most.

But now the front garden, which he looks down on the most, has exploded with amazing strength after being silent for a while.

A rising star!

In a team like Qingdao, a home run is played, and the opponent is still Didong.

The rise of Kenta Maezono has become unstoppable.

Fujifu frowned, he was very strange, the last ball of Mukai was too easy to play, it didn't look like Mukai was thrown at all.

"It's already one hundred and fifty balls, so it's no wonder he doesn't collapse?"

Yang Ping also felt sorry for his friend, but there was no way to do it, Xiang Jing was not a superman after all. After more than 150 goals, it's impossible for him to not concede a single goal.

"Good ball, good ball."

"Ping!"

After two good shots, Hakushu flew the ball out and was caught by Didong's fielders.

Seido led by four points heading into the final innings of the game.

(To be continued.) )