A scene that can't be suppressed.

The unprecedented pressure of not swinging the stick three times in a row.

Strike zone.

Shigerun's eyes narrowed slightly, the metal bat clenched tighter and tighter, and the pale golden halo that flashed from his pupils.

It's not close!

It's not close!

That's the last point!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Silent, yet like a raging wave.

This surging aura that cannot be observed with the naked eye, but can be intuitively perceived, is extremely solemn and dignified.

"Soul Fade Fellow!"

West Garden, who was on home plate, almost lost his composure for the first time in today's game, and finally relied on his instinct to force himself to calm down, which was already in the worst situation, one good ball, three bad balls.

The thousands of spectators in the stands were staring at the scene on home plate at this moment.

Next ball.

Nobu Shigerno will definitely swing the bat!

I don't know if it's an illusion.

This is almost the thought that came to the back of Xiyuan's mind when he glanced at Shigeru's side face slightly, three bad balls, if the next ball is still a bad ball, it is the result of the escort, and what about his own side? It is undoubtedly impossible to shoot a bad ball, being hit, and four bad escorts, it seems that the former is going to lose points as if the result is very serious, but in comparison, the impact on the whole team is about the same, so, can you gamble, or throw a bad ball, to induce His Royal Highness the tyrant to swing the bat, so as to solve him?

This kind of psychological game is also a way to win!

That's right.

But it's also unpredictable.

Because Shigeno also has the option of not swinging the stick.

You can't put such a decision on the initiative or not on the other side, that's the weakling's approach!

Both the former and the latter are extremely risky.

Then, there is only one option left.

"Come on! West Garden! No problem! We can! ”

It seems that after a sudden loss of control, the nine-fold capture is back on track.

Pitcher mound above.

Shimazaki, who bowed slightly, nodded lightly with an awe-inspiring expression.

"Ahh I get it! ”

On home plate, West Park took a deep breath and nodded his head as well.

No way back?

Then move forward!

"Come on! Ace Lord! ”

"Attack! Offensive! ”

"Don't be afraid! You can, ace! ”

"Rush! Kuju. ”

"One good ball, three bad balls! With someone on first and third base, what choice will the nine-fold capture make next!? Is it offense? Or retreat!? ”

"Attention!"

"Fifth ball!"

On a high platform.

The host's high-pitched and fierce words.

In the audience, the warm atmosphere was instantly raised.

"In that case! Come on! The curver which the inside longitudinal fold angle changes! Let's reset our rhythm with this ball, Shimazaki! ”

Above home plate.

West Park also made a judgment in an instant.

It doesn't matter if it's good or bad next.

Hesitation is the biggest taboo.

What you want is a one-time decisive victory.

"Hmm!"

Pitcher mound above.

Shimazaki nodded solemnly.

Looking at the cold-faced Shigerano Shin, Shimazaki took a deep breath and forcibly eliminated all the distractions in the depths of his mind, and felt the slight tremor on his fingertips as he concentrated his nerves.

"Take him!"

The only thought that swirled in my mind gradually became clear.

Aim in the direction of the target.

"Shhhhh Call... ”

The next moment!

"Come on! Your Highness the Tyrant! ”

"Boom!"

Arms raised high.

The footsteps that are moving forward.

A stirring tide.

The terrifying power that gushed out.

In an instant.

The atmosphere that exploded.

"Whew!"

Suddenly projected arms.

The light and shadow that bloomed.

Lateral anterior depressed position.

Swept out.

With an unstoppable aura, it struck the shadow of the ball in the sky above home plate.

"Yo Xi!"

The trajectory that comes into view.

Shigerun's pupils contracted suddenly.

Sound to.

Move.

The Polar Shadow that exploded.

"Huh!"

With Shigerno Shina's swift footsteps moving forward.

Depressed striker.

Puff up the full body strength, thus clamping the arms.

Confrontation between 0.5 seconds.

The shadow of the ball protrudes into the air above home plate, and the trajectory of the vibration goes sideways in a curved and changing arc.

"The position of the front measure, the reference degree of 0.3!"

"This is it!"

A scene simulated in the depths of my mind in a split second.

All benchmark judgments that have been made.

Slightly ahead of the side lower position.

The moment when it was bent.

"Pong!!"

Black and white shadows overlapping.

The spark that burst forth.

"How can it be repaired!"

Full and intense.

Mori was cold and cold.

The reflection of a cold metallic sheen.

"Huh"

A white ball shadow that flies out fiercely.

Jumping up.

The ball that cannot be intercepted.

"Oooo

"Bang out!?"

Compare it to the thousands of spectators in the stands, their eyes wide open, and they exclaimed.

Balls that shoot out.

The overhead of the infielder who crossed.

"Huh"

Straight to the farthest position in the middle field.

"Dada

It is already a left fielder and stalwart of the nine high schools that will use all the milk strength, which is still unattainable speed.

Draw down the trajectory.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

"Landing on !!"

"Dada!"

Above the base line, the three figures galloped up synchronously.

In the somewhat ugly expressions of many players from Kuju High School such as Shimazaki and Nishien.

"Safe base!!"

It's not just Hakushu who is above third base and easily returns to home plate.

Shigerino and Miyuki's figures each stepped firmly on second and third base.

The bottom half of the fourth inning.

With the strength of the home run line.

With a man on first and third base, a long-range hit from left field equalized for the team.

"It's landed! After the three bad balls! Seeking a decisive nine-fold throw, the longitudinal refraction curveball chosen, whether it is the angle and height, or the timing, are perfectly caught this ball, five sticks, Shigerano-kun strong attack, left field far-reaching position hit, third base runner easily returned to home plate, Qingdao High School equalized, and, at the moment, there is still one person out, second and third base has a situation, unstoppable Qingdao High School, can it directly reverse the game situation here in one breath!? ”

"Oooo Nice blow, Shigerun-kun. ”

"Ace Lord! Well done. ”

"Yo Si! Yo West! The first point is in hand! Next up is the second point! Go on, front garden! ”

"Mae-koen seniors! I'll leave it to you. ”

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao!"

Pick up the ball shadow that flies out and equalize the score directly.

In the second half of the fourth game, the Qingdao line, which was also on the rise, at this moment, the pressure on Jiuzhong High School was unprecedentedly heavy.

"Still can't suppress this tyrant?"

On the pitcher's mound, Shimazaki exhaled softly, lowered the brim of his hat a little later, and thought a little lost in his heart.