"Ping!"

The fourth batter, the catcher, lived up to the team's hopes and scored a well-timed hit after the team went out twice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Yu Yuyuki's face was a little ugly, and the pitch that had just descended Gu Xiao floated up.

I don't know if it's the situation or the weather, but in short, Tsukiya Xiao has been affected.

"Pause!"

Yukiichi also worriedly climbed the pitcher's hill, the state of the valley is a big problem, if you can't adjust it in time, the consequences are unimaginable.

"What's going on?"

Yu Xing asked simply, at this time, the mother-in-law and mother can only deepen the psychological burden of the valley, rather than this, it is better to go straight to the point and ask the reason directly.

Descending Gu Xiao was blunt: "The hand is slipping." ”

The ball was too hard, and the rain had an effect on the pitch after all, and the hand slip was an accident. But such an accident will affect the result.

"Keep it low, accidents are inevitable. There's nothing I can do about throwing the ball over my head, but as long as it's in front of the catcher, then I can stop it. Rest assured, leave it to me, you just have to keep the ball low. ”

At this time, Yu Yuichi also had no way to blame Tsukitani Xiao, so he could only let go of his hands and feet and face off against the beater.

The so-called art masters are bold, and letting Tsugu Xiao let go of his hands and feet to throw bad balls means that no matter where he throws the low ball, Miyuki will receive it.

This point is actually very difficult, the low ball itself is more difficult to catch than the high ball, and the speed of the ball is more than 150 kilometers, which makes this difficulty more than ten times higher.

Come on, trust your ball power.

Two outs, someone on second base!

It's the turn of the fifth batter at Didong High School.

On the pitcher mound, Tsuki suddenly felt that the rain in the sky was not so annoying.

He is the ace of Qingdao High School and the ace pitcher of King Qingdao.

It's not the weather that annoys you, it's your own anxious heart.

When Gu Xiao understood this truth, his whole person was sublimated. After Koshien, Akira Shibuyani once again stepped onto a new level......

More than thirty meters behind Xiaoxiao, Yang Ping's eyes narrowed.

Although Gu Xiao hadn't pitched yet, Yang Ping had already felt the pressure from him.

"Boom!"

Strike!

"Good ball, good ball, strikeout."

After conceding another point, Akira Shibuyani's pitch changed, and his ball was accurately thrown into Miyuki's glove. The power, speed, and even quality of the ball are perfect.

Yukiichi also swallowed his saliva and looked at Tsukiya Xiao in surprise.

This kid has evolved.

The excitement of an ace pitcher, coupled with the oppression of a strong opponent. Although evolution is not without reason.

But at this critical time, he can still complete his evolution.

This shows that his potential is by no means so simple.

For the first time, Yukiichi also began to doubt the coach's judgment. Is Sawamura's talent really better than Akira Shibuyani?

In the second half of the first game, Qingdao High School attacked.

In the cowshed of Qingdao, Coach Kataoka nodded to Akira Katani first.

"Excellent! Keep it up. ”

When Gu Xiao heard this, an intoxicated flush appeared on his two faces.

Kataoka rarely praises people, and his evaluation of Akira is already very high.

"The opponent's pitcher is not a simple person, everyone has to swing the baton completely. Don't let go of the good ball below. ”

"Yes!"

Before the game, everyone was aggressive.

The cowshed of Didong.

Coach Okamoto Kazuhachi looked at the pitching partner who was about to play and asked, "See, is the opponent's pitcher a monster?" ”

Xiangjing Sun and Qian glanced at each other, not understanding what their coach meant.

"It's a pitcher battle, and the point you get is probably the one that makes or breaks the game. You know what I mean. ”

Xiang Jing smiled: "Don't worry, Dad." I'm not going to let them score. ”

At this time, Mukai was like a god.

Although Qian had just played the pitch of Gu Xiao, he was not impressed in the face of the kind of pitching that was like a thunderbolt.

But if you want to say that he admires the most, I'm afraid it's still his junior brother.

Mukai Sun's pitching is no longer a dimension with ordinary people.

"First bat, shortstop, Kurachi."

Yoichi Kuramochi is the undisputed first stick of Seichi, and whether he can get on base is directly related to Seido's offensive situation.

Let me meet the little prince of Tokyo in the new era.

Before Kuramochi came on the field to strike, he didn't take Xiang Jing too seriously.

If there is a little prince, there must be a big prince. The name Prince of Tokyo was coined a year ago, and his owner, Seido, is no stranger to it. That is the ace pitcher of Daocheng Industry - Nari Gongming.

There is no need to say how terrifying Cheng Gongming's strength is.

Kuramochi didn't think Mukai's strength could match that of the real Prince of Tokyo.

"Whoosh!"

The baseball sticks to the good ball belt and drills into the dry glove.

"Bad ball!"

For the first ball, Kuramochi did not use a short bat, nor did he intend to swing it.

He wanted to observe the ball and then decide how to deal with Mukai.

I didn't expect this pitcher to throw a bad ball, and I was lucky.

Ball speed is not an intractable type, although I know in my heart that a pitcher who can be in Koshien, especially in the first year of the giants, must have a hand. But as the champion of Koshien, Kuramochi didn't think too highly of the other party.

He trusts his eyes more.

The pitcher mound and stuck his tongue out at the well sun.

The fish has been hooked, and the next step is to fish.

It's really refreshing, watching the Koshien champion players being played by their own pitching.

"Whoosh!"

Throwing a ball from the left side, throwing a diagonal, is very difficult in itself.

But this difficulty is not taken into account.

The bat in his hand roared out. He thinks that he can definitely hit a simple diagonal kick.

"Ping!"

He hit the ball, but the ball was weirdly not played well.

The baseball flew straight into the first baseman's glove.

"Out!"

Bad luck~

Kuramori, who returned to the cowshed, was dissatisfied, thinking it was just luck.

Yang Ping's eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at the Yang Yang of Mukai on the pitcher's mound, speechless.

This guy can already integrate into three-dimensional pitching anytime and anywhere?

"Second baseman, second baseman, Haruchi Kominato."

Before Kominato came on the field, his expression was solemn.

He really felt that the other pitcher was tricky, and there was no reason, just intuition.

"Whoosh!"

"Good shot!"

"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

The ball count quickly came to two good and two bad.

Before this, Kominato Haru City, a stick was not waved.

The balls are all in the corners of the good ball belt, but they are not as tricky as Yang Sunsin.

It didn't look like a ball that couldn't be hit, but it felt like I couldn't swing it. It seems that no matter how he swings the stick, the other party can block himself.

This strange feeling is not like playing baseball, but rather a flying insect, facing a spider web that surrounds it in all directions.

Kominato Haruichi shook his head, dispelling the strange feeling.

He really felt that the pressure from Mukai Sun was different from ordinary people.

(To be continued.) )