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Although Miyuki played a good trick before, he also minimized the impact on himself.

But he still paid after all, and it can't be said that because the price he paid was smaller than Yang Ping expected, Yang Ping could ignore this.

Not only for the team's victory, but even in order to live up to Yuyu's dedication, Yang Ping must also perform.

Come on, watch me hit it out.

Raising the bat in his hand with both hands, it was like an ancient swordsman raising his sword, and Yang Ping in the strike zone showed a new posture, and Yang Ping in this posture looked omnipotent.

The Qingdao fans, who were originally suppressed by the first fan in Kanto, were hooked up by Yang Ping in an instant.

"Yang Ping, Yang Ping!!"

"Hit out, hit out!!"

"Senior, it's up to you!"

"Let's get a heavyweight home run."

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The cheerleaders of the Second Army of Qingdao and the friends in the cowshed cheered Yang Ping like crazy one by one.

Sawamura stood at the front, holding a notebook that he didn't know where he got it, and the notebook was rolled into the shape of a horn by him.

"Let's make a shot, Yang Ping!"

"Come on, Yang Ping !!"

First himself, and then Qingdao's friends also joined, and more than a dozen people stood in a row and cheered in unison.

The atmosphere of the scene was heated to the peak at once.

The live broadcast of the TV station frequently pulled the camera to Yang Ping's face.

Under the watchful eye, everyone is looking forward to this showdown, hoping that Yang Ping and Imai can fight it out. In other words, they are all looking forward to Yang Ping, expecting Yang Ping to contribute a beautiful home run at this time.

Pitcher mound.

Imai's face was flat, he knew the atmosphere around him too well. Now it is estimated that everyone is looking forward to the duel between him and Yang Ping, no, it should not be said that they are looking forward to the duel, it should be said that everyone is expecting Yang Ping to hit a home run.

At this time, if Yang Ping can be reinforced, the situation of the game will be reversed immediately, even if the Kanto first place is one point behind, it will no longer be a problem.

And if Yang Ping hits a home run, the game will completely fall to Qingdao, and in such a stadium atmosphere, it may be difficult for Kanto No. 1 to complete a comeback or reversal.

"What a tempting poison!"

For the first time, a smile appeared on Imai's face, even though it looked a little hideous. But he enjoys it, and this kind of competition is exciting enough.

"Bad ball, bad ball, bad ball, bad ball!"

"Guaranteed to get on base!"

In such an atmosphere, Imai was not affected by the audience at all, and he calmly escorted Yang Ping. Sent Yang Ping to first base.

One out, one base!

It was the turn of Hakushu to strike.

When there was no one on the base, Imai still chose to escort Yang Ping. For other pitchers, the most inescapable situation, Imai escaped.

This was originally very easy to cause abuse and complaints, but whether it was the audience or the players, they didn't say much, at most just two gossips.

In their opinion, it is actually understandable that Imai escorted Yang Ping at this time.

In the ranks of Daocheng.

Narumiya pouted, he was very disdainful of Imai's approach.

With or without a duel with Yang Ping, if it is deliberately arranged, it may fall into the rhythm of Qingdao. In comparison, it is not as good as coming in a dignified manner.

In fact, in a game, there are still a lot of chances to escort Yang Ping normally, how can there be one or two. The rest of the time, it is completely possible to have a generous duel.

Like now, when Yang Ping hits the base twice in a row, Yang Ping hits. In fact, the probability is not very large!

The more this happens, the more you can't back down.

"What a shame on the ace pitcher!"

Cheng Gongming commented that in such an atmosphere, under the attention of everyone, Yang Ping was escorted.

Although everyone didn't say anything on the surface, in fact, everyone had already expected that there would probably be no chance for Kanto No. 1 in this game.

"He's not an ace pitcher in the first place, so he doesn't have to follow that rule."

The Governor of the Nation turned his neck and made a 'creaking' sound.

"He just made a judgment and escorted Yang Ping in the event of an outbreak, which is safer than directly facing Yang Ping."

The faint Guoyou overseer even saw Yang Ping's shadow from Imai's body.

On the pitcher's mound, Imai did not waver in any way because of the surrounding voices, and the most important thing for him now was to get rid of the remaining hitters and get out as soon as possible.

Of course, he will not give up calculating Yang Ping when Yang Ping steals the base.

On the first base, Yang Ping's thinking was not so complicated. His goal was simple, to get back to home plate. Imai's ball speed, Nagakura Hao's containment speed, passed through Yang Ping's mind several times.

Eventually, he came to a conclusion. If he runs normally, then Nagakura Hao and Imai won't be able to stop themselves at all. The time may only be a fraction of a second, but you can definitely get to the base one step ahead of schedule.

Just like now, of course, when I saw Imai pitching, I left and started preparing to steal the base.

And on the pitcher mound, Imai did not pause in his movements.

"Whoosh!"

The baseball flew like a laser towards Nagakura's open glove.

Hiroshi Nagakura, who was originally squatting there, moved to the position of the big bad ball in the outside corner at some point, and after receiving the ball, he immediately had to pass to second base. The two of them obviously calculated and wanted to directly Yin Yangping.

If Yang Ping steals the base, it will definitely be dangerous this time. Because of the movements of the two, a pause of several seconds was omitted in the middle. At this time, it was too late for them to stop Yang Ping.

It was only when Yongcang Hao came back to his senses and wanted to pass the ball that he sadly found that Yang Ping was at first base and did not move at all.

"Bad ball!"

Yongcang Hao was very unwilling, just now he clearly saw Yang Ping running away.

In fact, Yang Ping did run, but he never relaxed his observation of Imai during the run. When he saw from Imai's movements that Imai was throwing a bad shot, he didn't hesitate to return to first base.

Wasting a ball count, the small calculation has not succeeded.

Imai was even more annoyed in his heart.

"Cut~"

With a disgruntled cut in his heart, Imai regained his spirits. At this time, when he looked at Yang Ping again, he saw Yang Ping stretching out his finger and pointing at his eyes.

"All your movements can't escape the observation of these eyes."

Yang Ping didn't speak, but Imai understood what he meant.

Yang Ping's dynamic vision does not need to stand on the strike zone to judge the path of the ball, if the bad ball he throws is too obvious, Yang Ping can distinguish it even if he just looks at his own movements.

"It seems that this kind of convenient ability is not only my own."

Imai sighed so emotionally.