Small balls that bounce out.

"Bang"

It smashed on the surface in front of the third base.

"Smack!"

White Dragons third baseman who moves forward quickly.

Steadily inserted the ball into the ball case, and the afterglow refracted the position, forcing the spring market on second base not to move.

Then shake your arms hard.

"Huh"

Quickly pass the ball to first base.

"Smack"

Crossing the aurora over the Uchino.

A brilliant arc across it.

"Smack"

Straight into the first baseman's sleeve at White Dragon High School.

"Out!"

At the time when Hakushu was only able to run half of the base.

Above first base.

It was the firm and powerful ruling words of the base trial.

Tough and decisive rhythm.

Bailong's capture directly won the number of three Baizhou's blocked outs!

"First is the squeeze of the high angle position, then the blockade of the low position, and finally the change of the ball, and it is also the refraction of the inner angle of the most extreme position, forcing into the lore ball road of the chest position, which is very good for shooting!"

On the first base, Shigeno Shin, who had just stepped out of the bench, carried his metal bat, and looked at Shintaro Wangno who was standing on the pitcher's mound not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile seemed to appear in the corners of his eyes.

Perhaps Shintaro Wangno is not the kind of excellent pitcher who is extremely oppressive and radiant.

But.

Even such pitching.

It is also unpretentious that shows the pitcher's cold deterrent.

"Fourth stick, Catcher, Miyuki-kun."

"Yiye, don't be deceived by the other party's poker face, you have to take the initiative!"

Looking at the back of the catcher who stepped into the strike zone.

Shigeno squatted in the strike preparation area, raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered in a low voice.

A streak of hits at the beginning.

They even lost points outright.

This suffocating rhythm made White Dragon High School almost not breathe.

Forced into the corner of the White Dragon High School.

The first number of outs in the toughest and most direct way.

It gives the rhythm that was supposed to be slowly imprisoned a little respite.

Even if there are still people in the scoring circle, it is going to usher in a four-stick situation.

The situation is not as brutal as it used to be.

Most importantly.

The number of outs just now made the throwing of White Dragon High School find a familiar rhythm that belongs to his own team.

“playball！”

Facing Miyuki who stepped on the left strike zone.

"First goal!"

Find the feeling of Wang Ye.

Naturally, there is no intention of relaxing the rhythm.

"Whew!"

Almost at the same time as the presiding judge gave the order.

Cast a cap on the white dragon with the code.

Shintaro Ono suddenly raised his left leg.

When he suddenly stepped forward.

"Huh"

The right arm raised high.

Suddenly.

The little white ball that shot out from between the fingers.

The next second.

The sound of breaking the air began.

Balls jumping out.

Turned into a beautiful white shadow in the air.

Aim at the high point position.

Drill straight in.

It's still the inside ball with the highest angle.

"Inside corner!"

The moment of forced in.

Miyuki on the strike zone stared.

The figure that stepped out.

A bat that was swung with it.

"Huh"

Staggered arcs.

"Smack!"

A staggered light and shadow.

The ball that didn't go in.

"Good shot!"

Responding to the strong sound of falling.

The referee behind him also shouted in a high-pitched voice.

"Huh?"

Quite a sharp angle.

This is a tricky ball path that Miyuki expected.

"Second ball!"

And before Yuyuki could fully react.

Above home plate.

Ito quickly drew the code for the third goal.

The rhythm of being preempted back is absolutely not allowed to be taken back again.

"Whew!"

The refraction of the aurora.

The arc that forced in.

Lower position.

Straight insertion.

Miyuki's eyes widened in the strike zone.

"Huh"

Steps out.

With the twisting of the body, the metal bat danced rapidly.

The shadow of the ball.

Directly above that.

The arc of vibration.

Bend and refract into it.

"Squirting ball!?"

Obviously facing the left-hand hitter.

But it is still the white dragon who chooses to shoot the ball.

This trajectory of the past is changing more and more profoundly towards the outside.

"Damn!"

"Pong!"

Unanticipated choices.

A hint of a ball that can only be barely rubbed.

It's not a real hit at all.

Compared to the attack zone, Miyuki's rather ugly expression.

It can only force down and force the bat to sweep out in a more tricky position on the right.

"Huh"

A small ball that flies out upside down.

"Bang"

It slammed into a deep spot in front of first base.

Dust kicked up by the ground.

"Dadada!"

"First base!"

Forcing the first baseman to march to intercept, pitcher Wang Ye went to the first base to fill in this shot.

"Smack"

"Out!"

Although it is said that White Dragon High School is in accordance with the set goals.

Won the number of blocked outs of four bats Miyuki.

On the Qingdao side, it is not a grain without harvest, and the spring market above the second base also seized the opportunity just now and forcibly climbed the third base.

Wrap around so.

This is already a situation where the two are out.

Offensive and defensive pros and cons.

It's all in one line.

"Oooh! Out! ”

"Tsk, although the runner is on third base, but this is a second out!"

"It's okay to take three and four sticks directly!"

"Wang Ye was also completely stimulated!"

"Two out, there are people on third base, ushering in the first inning, the first ace duel!"

"The game is getting more and more interesting!"

It's still the luck of being calculated.

Not only in the follow-up ball road capture, but also in the rhythm at the beginning, was caught by the White Dragon High School to seize the opportunity, Wang Ye Shintaro, the White Dragon ace was originally a pitcher with outstanding ball control, after finding his own familiar pitching rhythm, even Miyuki, it is difficult to break through in such a situation, and he was forced to be forced to be out of the game, barely sending the base successfully.

"It's been put on the table, one also."

A figure passing sideways.

Shigeno smiled lightly and said in a low voice.

"So, you have to be careful, Ashin, the rhythm of that pair of casting is already up."

Miyuki also lowered his voice, then shook his head and said.

The most critical moment.

This was suppressed by the offensive of Ming Huanghuang.

Yu Xing knows very well that if his own trump cards are still suppressed one after another, then the advantage obtained in the first game, even if it is one point ahead, will become extremely subtle, and once his own trump card can knock out a hit, not to mention the control of the rhythm, the most obvious is the second point of the red fruit! This is a very important point for the current Qingdao High School.

"yes, I know!"

Shigeno nodded slightly.

Raise your eyes and look at the pitcher's mound.

and the eyes of Shintaro Ono.

His face turned cold in an instant.

Shigerno said in a slightly low voice.

The pace of the step, the strike zone of the step.

"Fifth stick, stalwarts, Shigerun-kun."

In the first game of ace vs. ace, the first seat was played.

Stand as far as you can.

This terrifying aura emanated.

"The big boss is here!!"

Above home plate.

Ito's expression became extremely solemn, and a dangerous cold glow flashed in his pupils at this moment.