"No one is out, there are people on first and third base, then, this sweetness, Uncle Ben, you are not welcome to take it all!!"

The fierce and vicious silk-haired dog senior.

The fierce cold light that appeared in the pupils.

It's just the hideous aura that emanates from the moment you stand in the strike zone, the trembling momentum that can be felt.

It is the power that belongs only to this Qingdao three-stick beater!

"Humph!"

His Royal Highness the Prince of Tokyo, who was hit one after another, causing his team to face a loss of points in the first game, also showed an extremely cold look on his face at this moment.

Sweetness!?

Score!?

This trump card, I won't give you such a chance!!

"Stop them here, Naruto!"

"Chun-sang, blast it out, the first point, it's up to you to win it."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"Lord Ace, suppress them all."

"Come on, Izoshiki-senpai."

"Defeat them! Toll!! ”

The extremely noisy stands on both sides, the surging waves, compared with the very fierce confrontation atmosphere in the field.

In this first game, the two teams faced off so fiercely.

The spark that burst forth.

It all made the crowd in the stands have a full adrenaline rush.

"Ming, concentrate on dealing with the beater, it's just the first game, don't be mad, even if you give up a point, it's nothing...

"Humph! Yasan, it's because of the first game that you can't be scored so easily, give up a point? No kidding, not a single point is allowed to be conceded!! ”

The ace lord who bowed his body slightly, a wisp of cold luster bloomed in his pupils.

Blocked all the follow-up meanings that had not yet been expressed by Harada Masako, who was a willful and proud ace of his own home.

Harada shook his head lightly in his heart, sighed lowly, and then looked up again, the ray of essence that came out of his pupils.

"Well, you can't afford to lose your shot, Naru!"

"No problem, Yasan"

The green road that is bound to score, and the rice that will never retreat.

“playball！！”

At the moment when the high-pitched words of the presiding judge fell.

Compared to the increasingly cold face of Jun Izaki on the strike zone.

Pitcher mound above.

Narumiya raised his left arm in the air, aiming in the direction of home plate, and suddenly shook his arm facing forward.

"Huh"

A moment of brilliance.

The shadow of the ball that went straight in the direction of home plate and suddenly approached home plate.

"Straight ball!"

Straight light and shadow, swaying black shadow.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

Lower the ball in front of you.

The white and black shadows collided fiercely, the sonic boom that exploded, and the fierce sparks that burst out.

The oppressive power of the huge ball power.

The face of Pure Izashaki in the strike zone also became more and more fierce, and the ball shadow swung out hard.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

"Second ball!"

"Huh"

Non-stop attack, the end of the first goal, followed by the attack of the second goal.

It's still the shadow of the ball that comes from the bottom line.

"Huh"

Precise and light ball control, the shadow of the ball that wanders on the edge of the outside corner.

Jun Izagi's bat was one spot short and didn't have time to arrive.

"Knock"

Spun, the shadow of the ball that rushed in.

"Good shot!!"

As the ruling of the referee behind him fell, including Jun Izashaki in the strike zone, the faces of everyone in Qingdao High School became more and more solemn.

Naruto Narumiya, this guy!? The switch is on!?

A ball doesn't mean anything.

Two goals will tell.

Not only the accuracy of the ball path, but also the fierce ball power, as long as you hear the sound of entering the set, it is enough for everyone in Qingdao High School to understand this.

"Both balls are deliberately low on the ball, this is not to give Izuoshiki seniors a chance to blast into the outfield, the tactic of high flying ball for one point, don't let us use it easily? Ming, this really fits your personality very well. ”

Shigero, who was on the bench, put on his battering gloves, looked at the upright figure of Cheng Gongming on the pitcher's mound, a sharp look flashed in his pupils, and whispered.

"Third goal!"

The pursuit of two straight balls, and the decisive victory of the third ball changing ball, this is the standard textbook winning template.

"Whew!"

And the sharp flying shadow seems to indicate such a rhythm.

Izaki Jun was about to burst out.

The shadow that was forced into front of home plate, the refraction curve that unfolded, Izashaki's pure pupils shrank suddenly, and at the last moment, he retracted his metal bat, which was refracted against the edge of the bad ball.

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!!"

It's dangerous!!

Almost the slightest hint of being deceived, so as to swing three strikes in the air, Izawaki Jun, with a look of palpitations in the direction of the pitcher mound looked at Narumiya, the look of jealousy in the pupils was also even stronger.

This kid! The ball control is much stronger than last year, and such a horizontal slide can be thrown!

"Didn't you swing that ball just now? It's really tough. ”

Harada, who was squatting at home base, also looked at Jun Izashaki beside him, his brows furrowed slightly, and an extremely solemn expression appeared on his face.

There is also the four-stick Yuki in the back, and the five-stick Shigero, all of whom are beaters whose strength should not be underestimated, here, they must not show any flaws, otherwise, in this first game, they will really not be able to control it.

This is the consideration of Masako Harada in the depths of his heart.

When the judgment is constantly suffering, it is chaotic.

The four eyes that look at each other, the hearts of the people who exchange ideas between the casting.

Now that it's all come to this, there's no need to keep it at all.

"Come on, Naru!"

The decisive gesture code, the ball sleeve that shook lightly underneath.

"That's it, Yasan!!"

Dealing with the raised corners of the pitcher's mouth on the hill, the sneer that was revealed.

"Come on, come on, come on, soul bare guy!"

In the striking zone, Jun Izashaki clenched the metal bat in his hand harder.

A strong aura that collides together.

Narumiya's arms raised again.

The upright body erupted at this moment.

"Boom"

The pace is moving forward.

Stirring up dust.

"Huh"

While flying in the sky.

The light and shadow that shines in front of everyone.

"Here it is, inside corner!!"

Straight light and shadow, aiming at the ball path.

Izaki's arms clenched suddenly, and he didn't want to swing out of his arms.

"Huh"

A metal bat that is thrown out with all the strength.

But in the next moment, I found that the ball was still far away in the sky.

"Speedball!?"

Biting his lips, too late to withdraw the blow.

Usashiki Jun's forehead was bruised.

Nor can it be changed.

The fact that the ball and the metal bat are staggered.

"Smack!"

The slow shadow of the ball, with a sharp falling arc, rushed into Harada's ball sleeve behind him.

The clear sound of entering the set falls at the moment.

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

The presiding referee also raised his right hand without hesitation, clenched his fists and shouted loudly!

It seems to be dealing with Narumiya Naruto, who has a cold expression on the pitcher's mound.

Let that stadium atmosphere.

It gets hotter and hotter!!