The next second.

The look of determination on the display.

Now that it has been pursued.

Then it's even more of a gamble.

A flickering look of madness flashed between his eyes, and his eyes were rounded and his striking posture was reset.

Facing the pitcher's mound, Shigerun's cold face.

"The number of bad balls is not needed, the next ball, the straight ball in the outside corner, directly suppress him, believe!"

Miyuki quickly drew the code at the bottom.

The moment the ball cover is placed in the designated position.

Freeze on the vision of the moment.

Shigerun's arms suddenly raised high, clenching the small ball in the palm of his hand.

In the midst of that power!

Also at this moment.

The pupils of Cheng Gong Ming on the base pack condensed, and the tensed muscles burst out with power in an instant.

"Boom!"

The figure that suddenly galloped away in the direction of second base.

"Boots!!"

Team Zhe's expression changed, and he immediately shouted loudly.

However, at this time, Shigeru Ye has no possibility of stopping, and besides, Shigeru Ye also trusts the partner in front of him, which is still focused on the direction of home plate in front of him, biting his lips, and the wisp of fierceness that comes out of his pupils!

"Huh"

Throwing up arms with all his might.

This sharp light and shadow that shines brightly!

Flying straight in the direction of home plate, the hill in the strike zone, the figure leaning forward, the arms raised.

Follow the footsteps that come out of the footsteps.

"Huh!"

A metal bat that flutters brightly.

Draw a bright arc over home plate.

The moment when the ball shadow is next to each other.

"Pong!!"

Violent collisions in low positions.

Powerful vibrations that were transmitted.

Bootshanding!?

No!

What they've been aiming for in Inami High School is such a high-paced attack!

Run with a strap!

Let's break through the garrison of Seido High School at a stretch!

Yamaoka gritted his teeth and pressed his arms downward, unleashing 100% of his power.

A violent roar erupted and rang out at the moment.

"Boom!"

With that burst of momentum.

"Huh"

Light and shadow shine from home plate.

"Bang!!"

With an extremely vigorous momentum, it slammed into the position on the right side of the pitcher's mound (looking from the direction of the strike zone. ）

"Damn! Still there's no way to pull it up!? ”

The miscalculated height, and the blow that was squeezed by the angle.

Even if it's fast enough.

but did not go out.

Looking at the shadow of the ball that flew out, this thought flashed through the mind of Yamaoka in the strike zone for a moment, and the metal bat that was quickly thrown away rushed towards the direction of first base.

The distance is not enough, the height is not good, but the punch is tricky enough.

Even if it's a foot like Yamaoka.

The top base is also a five-to-five situation!

The hill, which had burst out of all his potential, sped towards home plate in a rather frantic manner.

"Dada

Humanoid cannonballs on the move.

Heavy footsteps with the sound of explosions.

It was almost the moment when the ball flew out of the hill.

The figures of the Tetsu team and Ryosuke's predecessors also move in sync.

Shigeno also ran down the pitcher's mound and rushed towards first base to fill in the spot.

Cheng Gongming's side obviously couldn't catch up.

Start early.

The timing is very clever this time to steal the base.

At the moment when the ball just smashed on the surface.

Narumi Cheng was already close to second base.

"Pass the first base!"

As the brain of the team's command on the field, Yu Xing naturally has to give the most accurate instructions at the most accurate time, and the second base is already too late, so the first base runner must get the number of blocked outs, in this case, the worst result is just a sacrifice to hit the base, which is still within the acceptable range of Qingdao High School!

"Smack!"

The ball shadow that was firmly sandwiched in the middle by Ryosuke Kominato and Tetsu team.

The Zhe team took half a step sideways in advance.

The intercepted shadow of the ball.

"Dada"

"Jessan!"

To the naked eye, it looked like Shigerune, who was running parallel to Yamaoka, raised his left hand sleeve and shouted loudly.

"Shigerun!"

At the moment when the Zhe team caught the ball, he turned around and took a backhand.

"Huh"

Quickly throw the ball out of his own sleeve.

Brilliant light and shadow.

Flashing in front of you.

The sharp ball that came to the face.

"How can you fix !!?"

Yamaoka glared angrily, and the words he shouted sharply exerted his speed to the limit, and he leaped over the area.

"Da"

"Smack!"

Catch the ball, step on the bases.

Climb the base and shout!

The figures of the two seemed to overlap in the same position at the same second, and the spectators in the stands also stretched their necks one after another, and their eyes were wide and staring at the direction of first base.

Base!?

Or is it out!?

This is a very different result.

It will have a huge impact on the situation of the two teams in the future!?

It's just a momentary freeze-frame.

The mental moment is a highly concentrated first base, and it is also after a second-of-suspension, the right hand that suddenly rises high.

"Out!!"

The resounding words of the ruling resounded over the entire Jingu Stadium.

"Oh oh oh!!"

The various discussions in the stands became even more noisy, and while the Qingdao High School side breathed a sigh of relief, everyone on the Daocheng Industrial High School side showed a look of explicit regret, just a fraction of a second!!

It's just a small bit of a gap.

The results couldn't be better.

One person is out, there is someone on second base, and no one is out, there is someone on first and second base.

There is an essential difference between the pressure brought to the other party and the encouragement brought to yourself in this final game.

"It's just a little bit off!!"

The people in the stands on the third base side of the rice mill gritted their teeth and thought silently in their hearts.

"Damn!"

Yamaoka was even more angry and hammered the surface in front of him, gritted his teeth, and glared at Shigeru no with very angry eyes, but he could only shake his head helplessly and trot back in the direction of his bench.

"Whew... Almost, it's really dangerous, this group of guys, the more to the end, the closer to the end, the stronger the desire to attack, the slightest carelessness, can't have ah... ”

Shigeru Ye is naturally not a novice, and he has seen countless times with more vicious eyes and more terrifying momentum than Yamaoka.

This is a deterrent?

Shigeru Ye didn't take it to heart at all, he just quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Narumiya Ming who was on second base, and then raised the brim of his hat and returned to the pitcher's hill.

"One out, one on second base...

In the third base bench, the Daoshi assistant coach frowned together, such a situation, can't say it's bad, but it's not good enough, you must know that the score difference is a full four points, and then it's all the lower line, in the face of the Qingdao ace who is in such a good state, this Daoshi assistant coach really has no confidence in his heart.

"Oversight? Isn't it going to be ... ”

"The explanation has been explained, and the rest can only be handed over to the players."

The superintendent of the National Friends is still with his hands behind his back, his expression is calm, the words that are spoken lightly, and the deep pupils also represent that his heart is the same as his surface, deep and calm.

"This... Be... ”

The teaching assistant next to him opened his mouth, but finally could only nod slightly.

Anxious and chaotic.

In practical terms.

He also knew that his overseer was right.

All the things that their coaches should do have been done, and the rest can really only be left to the players themselves.

"Seventh baseman, second baseman, Hirai-kun."

The determination to put death and live after death, that is already a look of carelessness.

Stepping into the strike zone, Tsubasa Hirai looked directly at Shigerino Nobu on the pitcher's mound, and even looked through it to see his own ace on second base.

Hit!

Definitely knock out the hit!

Be sure to return your trump card to home plate!

His own ace is standing bravely and resolutely on the field, fighting with all his might.

As a senior, as a teammate!

You definitely have to show the performance you deserve!!

"Sa! One person out, someone on second base, in this eighth inning, Daocheng Industrial High School finally created a situation where there were people in the scoring circle, a four-point difference, this is an excellent scoring opportunity, can Daoshi hit the line to seize it!? Or maybe His Highness the Tyrant crushes the dream of the overlord in one fell swoop!? ”

A much-anticipated showdown.

It's not just the tens of thousands of spectators at the scene.

At this moment, the millions of viewers across Japan who watched this game in front of the TV were staring at their eyes, and the final scene of the duel could be said to be the possibility of the final comeback of Inami High School.

They don't want to miss any wonderful moment.

"Come on! I'm going to blast it out!! ”

Clutching the metal bat in the palm of his hand, Tsubasa Hirai looked at Shigeno Shin on the pitcher's mound with extremely fierce eyes.

“playball！”

Dealing with Shigerno Shin's straight and slender figure.

The high-pitched words of the presiding judge.

"First goal!"

At home plate, Miyuki looked solemn and gestured to his partner, the ball sleeve that was quickly placed low in the outside corner.

The next moment.

Shigeno Shin nodded slightly.

It is the moment when the left leg, which is suddenly raised, forms a straight line with the home plate, and suddenly steps forward.

"Boom!"

Against the backdrop of the stirring dust.

"Huh"

A small white ball that emerges from high in the sky.

Turned into a sharp light and shadow.

Swiftly scurry towards home plate.

The moment of deception.

In the strike zone, Tsubasa Hirai's pupils were condensed, his body swinging rapidly, and the metal bat that he swung with all his might.

"Whew!!"

Swing in the air.

The sound of exploding metal grinding, the shadow of the white ball approaching more and more.

Overlapping moments.

The beautiful arc that fell out.

At the distance between the bat and the ball, the distance between the two ball positions was perfectly avoided and the ball flew into the ball sleeve behind him.

"Smack!"

The clear sound of falling.

"Good shot!!"

Tsubasa Hirai's expression became even more hideous.

"How can it be repaired! It's so far-reaching than it looks to the naked eye!? It's the eighth inning, can this guy's ball control be so good!? ”

A great blow to the sense of deviation.

The shadow of the ball that escaped from the past.

Tsubasa Hirai's inner emotions are in great ups and downs.

The pressure that needs to be undertaken.

That uncontrollable grievance and resentment.

It seems to be infinitely devouring the heart of this third-year Inami.

"Second ball!"

Don't hesitate, don't pause, don't give extra time to think.

A goal!

Shigerun's arms were raised high again.

Still staring at the outer corner.

Swing the moment.

"Whew!"

Flying light and shadow, a curve in the air.

Sharp refraction moments.

"Huh!"

"Oops! Is it a slicing ball!? ”

There was no time to change the formation, and the deviation was still too big a blow, and the metal bat missed again.

"Smack"

The ball shook in the air, and the shadow of the ball bent and slid in.

The sound of falling force.

Dealing with Tsubasa Hirai's swing that completely missed.

"Good shot!!"

The referee behind him quickly raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

"Second goal! The cut ball in the direction of the outside corner, perfectly controls the position of the landing point, the hitter swings in the air, and the ball is good!! Qingdao Hunting, which gives full play to its advantages, is certainly facing the lower line, but it is still extremely calm in dealing with it!! ”

"Damn, the trajectory of this shot is almost the same, right!?"

"And when it comes to home plate, the landing point before the refraction is almost the same as the previous ball, this is the eighth inning, and Shigerun-kun can still have such ball control!?"

"It's good to accompany the ball, and it's good to pitch the ball, it's terrible for Qingdao to shoot...

"The first ball is a straight ball in the outer corner, the second ball, the shot, the refraction of the outside angle change ball is almost the same as the landing point before the refraction, this is to completely not give Daoshi Seven Stick any chance to live."

"Next, whether it's a palm ball or a straight ball in the inside corner, that hitter is not easy to deal with."

"Besides, there is also a longitudinal slide that can also be controlled in the outer corner, and the shot is still aimed at the inner corner, such a configuration, such control, in just one year, Shigerun-kun is much more terrifying than last year...

"Could it be that in this game, Inami High School still can't score!?"

"If that's the case, this game is really going to be lost...

It's a perfect guide, and it's a great pitch.

On the verge of the end, the Qingdao Hunt, which was still able to perform like this, once again stimulated the emotions of many spectators in the stands, and they all showed different degrees of emotion at this moment.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down, you can't be taken away by the rhythm of Qingdao, you have to calm down, no problem, no problem...

The path of the ball that you are sure of is a trajectory that is absolutely bitten.

But he was still being chased so easily.

Tsubasa Hirai's heart is completely fluctuating at this moment, and the whispers that keep telling him to calm down are extremely dense droplets of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Huge mental pressure, in the constant impact of the strike zone on the Tsubashi Hirai.

The pupils of Miyuki, who was squatting at home base, froze at home, and the gesture code that was lightly typed.

"Hmm!"

At the moment when the ball cover is set.

"Whew!"

A sonic boom that exploded.

A sudden rise in the cyclone.

Coordinated with the terrifying wave.

This light and shadow rushing to the sky.

Suddenly, it was time to fly.

Straight in.

"What!?"

In the case that Tsubasa Hirai has not yet reacted.

"Boom!!"

Extremely gorgeous tracks.

A straight ball in the middle of the ball.

"Oooo

"it!?"

"Nima!?"

"Isn't it!?"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

Tsubasa Hirai was still stunned and maintained a baton holding posture, and the various exclamations that shook and sounded in the stands, the referee behind him raised his right hand without hesitation and shouted loudly.

"Oooh! The third ball, an unexpectedly frontal assault ball, aimed at the center position, the most violent straight ball, the hitter Hirai failed to swing the bat, and the eye, the strikeout was out!! Now！！ Two out!! ”

Not the inside corners, not the outer corners.

Not to mention the balls that change in the palm of the hand and the longitudinal slide.

It's the most direct head-to-head showdown!

The polar shadow that shines straight through.

It's an arc that doesn't have time to react.

"The second!!"

Compare the corners of the pitcher's Shigeno Shin Tsukami with confidence raised.

Strike zone.

Tsubasa Hirai's face became even more hideous, and his pupils were full of chagrin and self-blame.

Myself!

Again!

Failed the team, failed the supervision, and failed their own trump card!

"How can it be repaired!!"

Faced with such a crisis due to mental pressure.

This rice is a seven-stick beater.

Didn't make it through.

Completely crushed!!