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Outcome!

Showdown!

"First ball."

"The outside corner is low and straight, Tanba, you have to really keep the ball low."

At home plate, Chris seniors quickly made a gesture at the same time as the referee gave the referee's order, and at the moment when the code was matched, Tanbo, who was slightly bowing on the pitcher's mound, nodded slightly, and his body straightened up in an instant, and a sharp look appeared in his pupils.

The arms raised were raised and waved forward.

"Whoosh"

A flash of light and shadow.

Extreme speed towards home plate.

Sharp cold light.

Burst into home plate at the moment.

Strike the city of thunder on the zone.

The posture that didn't move at all a second ago.

In the next moment.

Suddenly.

"Boom!"

Like a whirlwind, the steps that suddenly came out, and the metal bat that shook up quickly.

A sonic boom that exploded.

That sense of power and oppression.

"Pong!!"

The ball and the bat hit each other hard at the moment.

The roaring sound of collision.

The rippling air waves.

Feel the sharp edge that is close to the heart.

At this moment, Tanba Koichiro's heart couldn't help but tighten, and even became a little short of breathing.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

It doesn't seem to be reacting.

The ball turned into a white light, bounced off home plate, and slammed into the boundary line of third base, and the heavy sound resounded in the ears.

It's not just Danbo on the pitcher's mound.

It should be said that everyone present who saw the swing of the stick in Thunder City couldn't help but show different degrees of horror.

It doesn't matter how many times you see it.

It doesn't matter how many times you've felt it.

The deterrent effect brought by the swing of the stick in the thunder city is still so terrifying (of course, if the thunder city is a third-grade beater, or even a second-grade beater, this deterrent effect will definitely be much worse, and people will eventually have a different degree of perception and cognition of the words "first-grade" and "freshman" in their subjective consciousness.) ）

"Just the first ball, can you capture the trajectory of Tanba's ball path? This beater's perception and reaction ability is too tricky... ”

Senior Chris's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils showed a look full of jealousy.

"The ball road is slightly off the 0.5 benchmark, although the ball is too different from the one called the valley, but such a ball road, such an angle, very good! Very good!! ”

In the strike zone, a hideous look seemed to appear on the face of the Thunder City.

It was as if it was about to burst out with all its might.

The momentum of soaring into the sky.

This made Tempo on the pitcher's mound can't help but feel a trace of palpitations.

"Damn imp!!"

Tanba's right hand clenched into a fist hard, and a grim look flashed across his face.

"The second ball, a slightly inward curved ball, you don't need to be too deliberate to control the angle and the path of the ball, just pay attention to the height of the shot."

A decision in a moment.

In terms of how to guide Danbo to deal with Thunder City, Chris seniors also made complete considerations before the game, and only needed to make necessary fine-tuning for Tanbo's state and some unexpected situations.

"Hmm!"

Pitching without gaps, a steady and cohesive rhythm.

The first ball was just a tentative one.

It also allowed Chris to get the necessary information.

This second ball.

That's where the real showdown begins.

Raise your legs, step up, wave your arms, all in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

"Whoosh"

The polar shadow that suddenly bounced out from the fingertips suddenly approached home plate.

When I came into the eyes of Thunder City.

A small ball that vibrated suddenly.

The arc of refraction that bends and bends.

"Curveball!"

Very sharp curve of change.

Thunder City leaned forward, deliberately bending his knees forward.

A metal bat that swings vigorously from the bottom up.

At the moment of approaching and about to collide, the ball still dodged out half a step in advance, and the edge of the bat, which was avoided, rushed into the shadow of the ball.

"Smack"

"Good shot!!"

A swing that is completely empty.

Thunder City's footsteps stumbled a little.

Immediately.

The head that was raised again, the red light in the pupils became more and more intense, and the look of excitement and excitement that bloomed.

The deep emotions in the heart of Thunder City at this moment are undoubtedly revealed.

This is the kind of player who really enjoys the fun of baseball.

The senior Chris next to him had his eyes drooping slightly, and such a thought flashed in his mind.

And even more so because of this.

It's the beaters like this who look terrifying.

I can sense the more majestic momentum and violent atmosphere of the Thunder City on the side.

The look on Chris's senior's face became even more awe-inspiring.

"I can't drag him down, the next two balls are thrown here, further force the hitter's hitting space, and then, finally, use this ball to solve him!"

Quickly simulate a side-by-side duel scene in your mind.

A match that takes into account all possible outcomes and possibilities.

At the next moment when Thunder City once again looked fixed and set up a striking posture.

Chris's senior quickly typed out the gesture code.

"Hmm!"

On the occasion of the four eyes meeting.

Tanba also immediately understood the intentions of his own catcher.

Raise your arms decisively.

Use the fastest paced pitching method to cooperate with Chris at home plate to compress the hitting space of Thunder City!!

However!

Bright white shadows.

Waving black shadows.

Collision between staggered.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

The tricky ball path that has been repeatedly attacked, and the blows that have been intercepted again and again.

Flying out of boundary, the shadow of the ball.

Every time it's the slightest hit.

The Chris seniors in the strike zone frowned slightly, he realized that Thunder City was a very tough frontal attacker, but he didn't expect that this hitter would actually shoot some bad ball tracks.

It seems that he doesn't swing unless it's a bad ball that can't be reached properly, or a ball that deviates significantly from the center.

This type of blow.

There are both disadvantages and advantages.

At least.

Chris was put on the corner, a little bit of a way to get down.

The most important thing is that Thunder City seems to have sensed something, and the straight ball trajectory that he grabbed stubbornly, when it was clear that the number of balls was his own advantage.

On the contrary, it allowed Thunder City to seize the dominant position in the duel scene.

Such a tough blow.

The duel that became more and more anxious also brought great psychological pressure to Tanbo on the pitcher's mound.

"I can't continue to drag it out, if I get entangled like this, this hitter will be more familiar with Tanbo's way of playing, and the next blow will become more accurate, and at that time, you can only choose to send it, and the next two balls will have to decide the winner."

When the judgment is constantly suffering, it is chaotic.

After carefully observing the situation of friend and foe, he was keenly aware of the wisp of anxiety in Tanba's heart.

A look of determination appeared in the pupils of senior Chris, and he quickly changed his previous plans.

Decisive choices.

"Sixth, a straight ball in the low corner, this ball doesn't need to be thrown into a good ball, Tanba, use this ball to induce the hitter, and then, the next ball, use the curveball to solve him."

Quickly compare the codes.

This is the judgment made by Chris.

Koichiro Tanba also nodded quickly.

Muscles that tense up all over the body.

The full force of mobilization.

Raised arms.

"Whoosh!"

Tight heartstrings and nerves, all the force and center of gravity pressed on the ball, overly clenched sutures.

Suddenly, the light and shadow appeared.

The light and shadow that should have flown into the low position of the inner corner had a fatal deviation at this moment.

A slightly floating ball path.

That clearly biased trajectory.

"Oh no!"

"Got it!"

The white light and shadow that catches your eye.

Dealing with Chris's senior's abrupt change of color.

"Huh"

"Pong !!"

The roar of falling.

The starting white light and shadow.

At this moment, it came into everyone's eyes.

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