Hachioji Stadium, a rest area on the side of Seido High School.

"Look, those pesky guys are coming!"

Dong Qingguo said coldly.

Following the direction he signaled, Zhang Han looked over.

Familiar white jersey, a full 22 people. Including the team's supervisor and assistant coach, everyone in the third and first year of the city university, there is no shortage of one, and all of them sit in the front row of the opposite stands.

They looked condescendingly at the rest area of the Seido High School baseball team and were whispering something.

Even if there was no grudge against the third high school of the city university before, there was even a little relationship.

Zhang Han felt a very unhappy feeling in his heart.

The grievances between the Qingdao High School baseball team and the senior high school of the city can be traced back hundreds of years.

They look at each other unpleasantly, and it comes out of the cracks in the bones.

This point, Zhang Han, who has recognized the identity of the Qingdao High School baseball team, is no exception.

He had that feeling, he couldn't wait to catch all the players in the third high school of the city university, and then rub it.

Even Zhang Han, who has never played against the third year of the city university, has such feelings. Not to mention the second- and third-year players who have a deeper grudge with the junior high school of the city university.

Their eyes were about to burst into flames.

This game, they will definitely win!

Then wait until next Saturday, they will beat the city high school in the field in a dignified manner, and avenge the spring competition.

"The people from the third high school of the city are watching there, don't embarrass Qingdao! Let's play!! ”

Superintendent Kataoka didn't say any tactics, and directly ordered everyone to play.

He believes that under the stimulation of the third high school of the city university, he does not need to cheer up the players at all, and the players themselves can play 120% of their strength.

Although it is important to be able to leave some more hole cards before the official fight against a strong opponent. But there are too many hidden dangers in the Qingdao High School baseball team, and the hole cards are basically equal to none.

Kataoka is also a good woman, and it is difficult to cook without rice.

At the tactical level, he doesn't expect extravagantly. As long as the players can show their strength and show their skills.

He believes that the team will get stronger and stronger.

"Whew!!"

The Qingdao players responded in unison.

In the first half of the first game, Aoyama University attacked first.

Seido High School played with all the main players, each standing in their own positions, waiting for the players of the Aoyama High School baseball team to launch an offensive.

The other side.

The players of Tsingshan University did not feel timid because they met a giant.

Their players, too, roared and prepared to take the field in turn.

The first to stand in the strike zone was Nijo, a guerrilla at Aoyama High School.

Based on the information gathered by the Qingdao High School baseball team and his performance in the previous games.

The Qingdao players have come to the conclusion that this guy in front of him is one of the core players of Qingshan University.

Once this guy is allowed to get on the base, the scoring probability of Aoyama University will be greatly improved.

"We must not give the opponent a chance to take the lead, so we have to be very decisive in our first goal, senior!"

Miyuki in the position of the catcher, his eyes are very determined.

On the pitcher's mound, Xiuze, who was wearing the No. 1 jersey, could clearly feel the strength of his junior.

The first goal he wanted was a good ball close to the inside corner with a corner.

It's a very tricky position and a very challenging position for pitchers.

Hidesawa often has an illusion when he looks at Miyuki.

It seems that the opposite side is not his own junior, but a player of his own age, or even a senior.

The requirements are extra strict and not at all polite.

It is said that pitchers are a group of self-centered guys, and in Hidezawa's view, Yukiichi is also a self-centered hateful bastard.

Proud, complacent, self-righteous, disrespectful to seniors, and vicious in his mouth......

His shortcomings and unpleasant places are simply countless.

But.

As a partner on the court, this kid is really reliable and scary.

His talent as a catcher is no less impressive than that of the injured Chris.

For the team's victory!

No matter how unhappy this stinky boy is, he has to cooperate with him.

Raised his legs high, and then stepped out fiercely, and as the center of gravity of his body shifted, the baseball in Xiuze's hand shot out like a cannonball from an anti-aircraft gun.

"Whew!"

The moment I saw the baseball fly out, the hitter in the strike zone felt my legs spinning.

Standing in his position and looking at the past, where is the baseball being thrown, is this clearly a cannonball?

In the face of such heavy artillery, he couldn't even have the slightest sense of resistance.

As a result, he could only watch the baseball fly in front of his eyes, and he couldn't react.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!!"

On the court, the fielders standing behind Xiuzawa all had excited faces on their faces.

Before the tournament began, Hidezawa's pitching was still problematic from time to time. Even at the beginning of the tournament, strictly speaking, Hidezawa was not in very good shape.

Unexpectedly, as the competition deepened, the senior's potential was completely tapped.

The pitching is getting more and more steady and the momentum is getting stronger.

Nowadays, it has a lot of the appearance of an ace pitcher.

The one who feels this the most is of course Yuyu.

When he received the ball, he felt a huge spinning shock force coming from his left glove.

The ball entered his glove, still restless, trying to break free.

It's a good feeling!

Although the baseball was not completely thrown to its designated place, the power and momentum of the pitch have fully exploded.

As long as Xiuzawa can play his indomitable momentum when pitching.

Then it will be difficult for the hitter to hit his ball.

"Good vote!"

"It's so beautiful!!"

"Let them call, we'll stop them."

Driven by the ace pitcher, the momentum of the Qingdao High School baseball team has been renewed.

The fire in their eyes is not just the hatred and revenge obsession of the three high schools in the city.

At this point, the players even started to enjoy the game a little bit.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Strikeout!!"

"Ping!"

"Out!!"

"Good shot!"

……

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xiuze had already let the top two sticks of Aoyama High School out.

A strikeout, an infield bounce ball.

The beaters of Aoyama High School, in front of Xiuze's strong pitching, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they had no power to resist.

The third batter, although gritting his teeth, knocked the ball out.

But the ball didn't even fly out of 15 meters, so Zhang Han jumped up and caught it in his gloves.

"Smack!"

"Out !!"

As soon as the game started, the Qingdao High School baseball team made the players from Aoyama High School go up and down three times to achieve a perfect start.

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