Chapter Ninety-One: Coercion from the Overlord of Kyoto
When passing sideways, the senior of the United States lowered his voice and said to Ryosuke Kominato, indeed, in the blow just now, due to the previous five days of training, the body of the senior of the United States of America seemed a little stiff, such as the finger fork ball just now, according to the usual, the senior of the United States can at least react a little, so that he will not be perfectly suppressed and waved like just now.
It's just that before the game, Superintendent Kataoka had already said that in the tournament, no one will care about your state, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, and saying anything when you lose will only be like making excuses for yourself.
As the senior of Osaka, who has been taught by Kataoka for two and a half years, these third-graders know this even more, so they will naturally look for those superfluous excuses, seek truth from facts, what kind of blow should be, find out the rhythm and style of the other party, and find the right opportunity to shoot, which is what they should do.
"Well, I understand, Eisaka-senpai."
Facing the solemn expression of Hiroshi Hirosaka, Ryosuke Kominato's usual smiling demeanor nodded, and replied softly.
"Our pitcher here is a junior who is physically and mentally tired, and here we have to consume a little more."
As Ryosuke Kominato walked into the strike zone with a light step, his eyes opened slightly, his grip on the bat loosened slightly, and he held the bat short and stood in the middle of the strike zone.
"Left mat, still holding a short bat? Looking at this body type, it should be a pure skill type hitter, right? ”
Very detailed observation, eyes that can see the essence through the appearance.
With the observation and consideration of the appearance of Ryosuke Kominato.
Nangong Yu can easily judge the type of Ryosuke Kominato's striking style, and in the face of such a hitter, the best way is to use the power and tail strength of the straight ball to constantly squeeze the living space of the hitter, if it is a tricky hitter, you can also use some change balls as bait.
In fact, it is still decided with a straight ball.
"The most important thing is that you can't throw too sweet balls, Nobuhiko."
Condensed eyes, that solemn look.
On the pitcher's mound, Nobuhiko Morita suddenly raised his right hand high after a slight bow, taking advantage of the stability of his lower body to step out abruptly.
With the power of twisting the upper body and rotating the arms.
"Huh"
With the wave of the arm, the bright light suddenly flickered.
With a touch of crisp air.
Straight towards the strike zone.
"Inside corner."
The sound of breaking the air began, and the roaring aurora came into the eyes of Ryosuke Kominato, who quickly judged the trajectory of the ball.
The quickly pulled away figure, the decisive side pressure of the center of gravity, all the power that can be driven to the arms, slightly oblique upward angle of the bat.
With their own feelings.
Ryosuke Kominato shook the metal bat in his hand with all his might.
"Huh"
The sharp ball whistled and moved.
"Pong"
Precise interception.
At the moment when the ball and the bat were close together, Kominato's senior's arms suddenly shook, and the ball forward, which was pressed downward, tried to remove the large hemisphere of the ball by virtue of the advantage of the angle, but unfortunately, the speed of the ball's rotation and the follow-up tail strength exceeded Kominato's expectations.
This blow is a slight gap in the angle.
Before Ryosuke Kominato had actually unloaded the ball, he couldn't control the ball that was squeezing wildly on the bat, and his hands shook uncontrollably.
"Huh"
The small white ball on the front of the bat was a sudden shock.
In Ryosuke Kominato's slightly ugly expression.
Then it quickly bounced towards the middle of the second and third bases, and the ball that landed quickly made a dull sound at the same time.
"Bang"
Eichi Takeuchi, the third baseman of Hachihiro High School, was already half a step ahead of time in front of the ball, and the gently straightened left-handed ball cover was firmly encapsulated into the ball cover, and extremely quickly took out the ball in the ball cover with a very fast backhand and threw it in the direction of first base.
"Smack"
At the moment when Ryosuke Kominato was about to run halfway to the base line, he was still firmly caught by the first baseman of Hachihiro High School.
"Out!!"
When the sound of that base trial sounded.
Ryosuke Kominato's senior seems to have the same look, but in the depths of his heart, there is a slight hint of annoyance, and he was supposed to want to entangle a few more balls to consume the opposing ace's plan, but he has not yet unfolded, and he was won by a ball, which makes Ryosuke Kominato, who has always relied on skill to play pitchers and control the dominance of the game, a slight unpleasant look appeared in the corner of his eyes.
Unself-contained, non-casual, and goal-oriented pitching, that can be called a different kind of gorgeous pitching posture.
It's just two seats.
Two outs.
All the players in the first army of Qingdao High School have been able to fully understand the strength of the ace pitcher of Baguang High School.
"Three bats, first baseman, Yuuki-kun."
"The first round can be completely free to play, don't be limited to a certain point."
still adheres to the offensive tactics formulated before the game.
Before Yuuki senpai came on the court, Superintendent Kataoka in the bench gently touched his chin and nodded calmly to Yuuki senpai, who was about to stand up from the strike preparation area.
Tall figure, that steady pace.
Even though the seniors of Yuki at this moment are not far from growing to the most reliable posture of the Tetsuki team in the third grade in the original book, Tetsuya Yuuki in the second grade is already showing his edge, stepping on the thick figure of the strike zone.
It brought a certain degree of coercion to the arrest of Baguang High School.
It's just this momentum.
It is enough to make the ace pitchers Morita and Nangong realize that Tetsuya Yuuki is not simple.
“playball!!”
Each of them is in its own position.
At the moment when Yuuki Senpai took a striking position, at home plate, the high-pitched words of the referee resounded.
At home base, Nangong Yu's fingers moved lightly underneath.
Intuitive matchmaking without intelligence.
In order to better exercise the players' on-the-spot performance and self-judgment ability, this training match with Qingdao High School was the moment when they arrived at the gate of Qingdao High School this morning, and the players of Baguang High School only learned that their opponent was Qingdao High School.
Modern high school baseball game.
Intelligence warfare, to a large extent, will determine the victory of a game (of course, the premise is that the strength of the two teams is about the same, even if there is a gap, it is not a very scary kind.) )
However, in the annual tournament, there are always situations where the opponent has a secret weapon, or something that is beyond the expectations of the intelligence.
In this case.
It is not only a test for the head coach of the team under the command of the united front on the spot, but also a test for the players on the field.
The appearance of a new ball type with the opponent's ace beyond intelligence?
All of these are situations that are not likely to arise outside of intelligence.
Players have to learn to adapt and learn to think about themselves to get through this crisis.