Among all the beaters in Qingdao, if there is a difficult rank. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info that Baizhou must be ranked among the top three!

It's not that his simple striking strength is strong, if it is simply compared to the strike, it is impossible for Baizhou to rank in the top three anyway, after all, there are Yang Ping, Yu Xing and Xiao Minato.

But when it comes to difficulty, Baizhou's level may be second only to Yang Ping and Yuxing.

In this case, the situation of the trolls in Hakushu is not optimistic at all.

"Short!"

There is no way to do it, but Baishu is different.

At this time, Kataoka still gave priority to winning one point first.

Even with Hongo's true ball speed and power, even a short hit is not guaranteed to score, and there is a lot of risk.

It's just that the odds of scoring a short hit are much higher than normal strikes.

Kataoka believes in his players, and believes that the players he has trained can show their strength when it matters most.

Hakushu stood in the strike zone, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the pitcher Mokami Hongo.

A strong beater's momentum came to his face.

The posture is very similar, but this bit of momentum is not enough.

Hongo sneered and waved his hand.

At this time, the troll's wild hand calmly chose to move forward to guard.

"It seems that the trolls really don't want Yang Pingjun to return to home plate."

In the press gallery, Owada Akiko looked at the trolls on the court with regret. She has been interviewing Qingdao, and she has a natural affinity for Qingdao. She still hopes that Qingdao can win this game.

"Of course!"

Fujifu nodded, and rarely echoed his partner's words: "In this pitcher battle, the side that loses points first will completely lose the initiative." The team that scores more than two points first, as long as it does not collapse, will seal the victory in advance. ”

So, no matter what, the trolls didn't want Yang Ping to score.

They trust their pitchers and believe that Masamune Hongo can solve all the people of Seido. If you can guard Yang Ping, the situation of the game will inevitably fall to Qingdao.

"But Bai Zhou's classmates obviously didn't want to fight, and the trolls did this?"

Owada Akiko was unwilling to ask.

"There is no point, the trolls are not afraid of the normal blows of Hakushu-san. They trust their pitchers, and they believe that even if Hakushu can hit the ball, they can easily get rid of the hitter. ”

The purpose is very clear, that is, to never let Yang Ping return to home plate. Take some risks for this, and don't hesitate to say it. Anyway, the worst is to let Yang Ping go to basebase and fall behind by one point.

Even if he is hit by Hakushu and hits on base. The result will not change!

"It's nice to have such a pitcher~"

This is the voice of countless baseball coaches in front of the TV. With a pitcher like Hongo on the team, it's only a matter of time before he gets results.

Even the broadcast thought so, and the broadcast subconsciously cut the camera to the cowshed of Qingdao.

There were two teenagers, one sitting and one standing, both nervously staring at the changes in the court. They are the two ace pitchers of Qingdao Road!

To have such a pitcher, the coaches can't help but burn high incense. Qingdao scored two at once, and the more he thought about the baseball coach in front of the TV, the more he couldn't help the jealousy in his heart.

They decided to draw a circle in their hearts and curse Qingdao for not winning the championship.

Even Fujifu can see it, how can Kataoka not see it?

He immediately made a secret call to Baizhou, strike normally, don't think about a long fight, as long as you can hit the gap in the garrison.

As long as there is a slight gap, with Yang Ping's speed, it is very easy to score.

Hakushu nodded!

Ball speeds of more than 150 kilometers are difficult to cope with in itself. Even if it is a short game, it is difficult for the rebound of baseball to follow the wishes of the hitter. Except for Sawamura and Yang Ping, these two perverts, ordinary people really can't do it.

In this case, the opponent moved forward again.

Using a short hit is almost the same as looking for death, in this case, it is better to hit the ball out in one go.

What if it hits?

"Ping!"

With his tenacious swing of the bat, Hakushu hit the baseball, and the baseball was knocked out.

The troll's third baseman backed back and finally barely got the baseball.

"Out!"

Yang Ping, who was on third base, turned cold.

The troll's third baseman was no more than thirty meters from home plate, and even if it was him, he would be looking for death to rush home plate.

Two outs, three bases.

In this way, Qingdao's great scoring opportunity is gone.

There is no outs to play the base, even if Yang Ping is on home plate? As long as the hitter is out, this point will not be won't be won't be won.

In the cowshed of Qingdao Road, there was a dead silence.

This kind of embarrassing situation was something they hadn't thought of before.

"Seventh stick, stalwarts, Hideaki Tojo."

When Yang Ping ran to third base, everyone thought Qingdao had won. Qingdao is indistinguishable, it is simply intolerable.

But now, all the rumors have changed.

The fans of Qingdao were silent, and the fans of the trolls whispered, and they had a feeling that their trump card might not be a miracle.

On the strike zone, Hideaki Tojo's face looked pale.

The bat seemed to be wet and I was slimy in my hands.

Tojo smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect that such a critical scene would be his turn.

You have to have a hit to score, and to get a well-timed hit, in the hands of the famous monster Hongo Masamune.

It was a big challenge for Tojo.

"Whew~"

The thought in his heart was only for a moment, and Tojo quickly spat out the breath that had accumulated in his chest. Eyes regain clarity.

He first glanced at the cowshed, and Kataoka decisively gave the code.

Tojo nodded, and glanced at Yang Ping on third base again.

Yang Ping gave him an affirmative look.

Tojo's heart lightened.

The coach and Yang Ping, since they have already decided. What is he Tojo afraid of?

The troll's catcher glanced at Tojo and said secretly in his heart that the striking strength of this beater was not weak. Although a strike strike was made before, it should not be taken lightly.

First Goal: Suppress the hitter with a sharp inside corner!

On the pitcher mound, Masamune Hongo nodded.

From the original crisis-ridden situation, the current investment is now a sure victory. The momentum condensed in Hongo Masamune's body is getting stronger and stronger, and he is even stronger today than he was before!

"Boom!"

The baseball slammed into Tojo's chest, looking like it was going to crush him.

Tojo, who was in a normal striking position, suddenly held a short stick.

Short! Right now!!!

The troll's catcher was directly dumbfounded, now that he is out of the game twice, even if Yang Ping has the speed of a non-human to run back to home plate, why does Tojo think that he can go to first base, is he crazy?

"Ping!"

Without much thought, the baseball bounced off. The angle of the rebound was not very good, and it was biased towards third base.

The troll's third baseman reacted quickly and immediately pounced. But the strange thing is that what happened to the shadow around him that suddenly overtook the past?

It's Yang Ping!

The moment the baseball landed, Yang Ping moved. His speed soared to the extreme in an instant......