Chapter Ninety-Seven: An Evenly Matched Confrontation

Shigerano Nobu listened carefully to Chris's senior's words with a determined expression, and nodded emphatically.

"Yes, I understand, Chris-senpai."

Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, or the impact of the training camp is too great, other seniors of course also have the fatigue of the training camp, so that their defense and blows have become a little uncomfortable, but, because of the experience, the adaptation is relatively fast, and Shigerno Shin is the first time to experience such a training camp, and on the second day after the training camp ushered in such a fierce training match, it is normal for the body to not be able to keep up, what is needed is to slowly adjust their state in the game.

It's just that Hachihiro High School obviously won't give Shigerino Shin such a slow adjustment opportunity, which is why Chris's seniors need to focus on Shigerino's Nobu.

"He's really a very good pitcher, Qingdao is a first-grader."

Nobuhiko Morita, the ace of Yahiro High School who stepped out of the bench seat, held the brim of his hat, looked at Shigerino Shinbu who was drinking water in the Qingdao bench not far away, showed his white bright teeth, and said with a chuckle.

"yes, I almost thought we were going to get it first."

Nangong Yu, the catcher of Baguang High School who came out neatly dressed, also said with a smile.

"The other party's junior brothers are so good, we can't let each other down."

Nobuhiko Morita once again showed his fangs with a hint of hideousness, and there seemed to be a hint of forest in his smile.

"Hmm!!"

"In the first half of the second inning, Seido High School's attack, four bats, third baseman, Dongjun."

The core of Qingdao High School's line, an absolute monster hitter, so far, the number of home runs in the main game has exceeded forty real strong hitters.

"Boom!"

It's just the courage to stand on the strike zone.

It's enough to make the ace of Baguang High School feel awe-inspiring, unlike the Zhe team that has not yet fully grown up, Dong Qingguo, who can defeat most of the team's aces in the front, and is one of the top hitters in the face of any strong ace.

It's impossible for Nobuhiko Morita not to be afraid.

"First shot, a little off, look at the movement of this hitter."

A brain that keeps calm at all times, and can restrain his throwing at a critical moment, is the real strong shooting, and at the moment of realizing the terrible aura of Dongqingguo, Nangong Yu at home plate quickly changed his first game matching considerations.

This is not the time to be more serious and hard-hitting.

It's just that Nangong Yu is cautious, but he still slightly underestimates the strength of Dongqingguo, and still highlights the strong character of the ball, and the tricky and high ball in the inner corner, intending to force Dongqingguo's position and swing the bat.

"Huh"

That glittering white light rushed in front of Dongqing Kingdom.

"Boom!"

The powerful coercion that suddenly burst from Dong Qingguo's body, the sonic boom that danced and exploded, and the moment when the sharp metal bat suddenly shook violently.

"Huh"

Let Nangong Yu feel the moment when a biting chill hit.

"Pong!!"

A strong and crisp sound sounded.

"Whoosh"

Before he had time to react, the ball flew out quickly, not only the players of Baguang High School on the court, but even the supervisor Yumoto on the bench suddenly changed his face at that moment.

"Bang!"

The aurora borealis without stopping.

Quickly crossed the head of the second baseman of Hachihiro High School, and with an unstoppable aura, he suddenly flew to the white ball shadow over the center and left field.

When the left fielder of Hachihiro High School couldn't catch up, he slammed into the wall of the left field, making a dull sound.

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

"The long hits that hit the wall of the left field are worthy of the four sticks of our team."

"Wow, that's a good job, Dong's blow perfectly captured the inside corner straight ball of the Baguang ace."

"Tsk, if the height is a little higher, you just go out, right? This blow. ”

"This is the strength of our Qingdao Four Sticks, Monster Fighter - Dongqing Kingdom!!"

A super powerful hit, Dong Qingguo's left field direction hit the wall with a super long hit, which made Dong Qingguo easily step on the second base.

The figure of Dong Qingguo, who bowed slightly on the second base pack, opened his big mouth, and showed a cruel smile, made the surrounding audience exclaim, and at the same time, it also made the pitcher Morita Nobuhiko Morita's heart tense.

"Damn, to be able to force a shot at such a tricky inside corner, and knock out such a far-reaching hit, I still underestimate this four!!"

At home plate, as the main axis of the team, Nangong Yu gritted his teeth, revealing a look of annoyance, if he had been a little more cautious and played an outside corner kick, maybe there would not have been such a serious problem, at least the outside corner kick is not easy to be bombarded out of the outfield.

"Five sticks, guerrilla, Asama-kun."

No one is out, there are people on second base.

It's still a home run hitter in the strike zone.

On the first base, in the bench of Seido High School, Superintendent Kataoka made a code gesture with a calm expression.

Higashi Kiyokuni on the base pack and Asama on the strike zone both touched the brim of their hats at the same time, close to the home plate position, and Asama's seniors were still in the left hitting bench, which brought great pressure to Nobuhiko Morita on the pitcher's mound.

"Sure enough, it's called the strongest team in Tokyo...

Morita bowed and licked his somewhat dry lips, but his pupils were full of excitement and excitement.

Last year's defeat, Morita still remembers vividly, and this year, in the last summer, Morita vowed to go to that stage again and get back last year's debts.

To be able to compete with a strong man like Qingdao High School.

To hone your skills and improve your strength.

"It's really an exciting showdown!!"

“playball!!”

The runner is not far from the base, and does not seem to be a speed runner at all, so there is no need to deliberately care about the runner, and the third baseman is wary of the runner.

Nobuhiko, concentrate on dealing with the beater.

At home plate, Nangong Yu looked at Nobuhiko Morita on the pitcher's mound with a calm expression, and his fingers lightly drew a code signal at the bottom of his hand.

"yes, I know."

Morita nodded with a solemn expression.

The left leg, which was suddenly raised, suddenly stepped forward, and the high raised arm, the power brought by the rotation of the upper body, were all transmitted to the right arm.

"Huh"

In the next moment, with the swing of the arm, a bright light jumped out from Morita Nobuhiko's fingertips.

The awe-inspiring ball light instantly jumped in front of Asama's predecessors.

Asama's senior eyebrows raised, and his pupils reflected the brilliance of the ball, and he suddenly shook his head and skimmed it outward.

"Boom!"

In the next moment.

The small ball almost touched the cheek of Asama's predecessor and sank into Nangong Yu's ball sleeve behind him, and a clear sound came.

"Bad ball!"