In the third round of plays, all the seats in front of them chose the Kurachi of the left seats.

This time, he was standing in the position of the right pitcher, not because he was cool, nor because of other reasons, but simply because the right seat was able to better observe the pitching trajectory of the left pitcher, and in the case of a change in the tactical goal of Qingdao High School, the change in the position of Kuramochi this time was also from the instructions of the Ochiai Guncao in his own bench. Of course, Kurachi complained in private that he wouldn't follow the instructions of the bad old man or something (mainly because Hiromitsu Ochiai looked at Kuramochi with a very critical eye every time, and asked Kuramochi to give up opening the bow left and right with a very disgusted tone, don't want to be a long-distance hitter, take your own foot as the core, and steadily improve the base rate, etc., just don't let Kuramochi feel so bad about his assistant coach.) ）

However, as long as it is a temporary game, Ochiai Hiromitsu's command, Kuramochi will honestly obey, not a humble and upright mouth, but Ochiai Hiromitsu's on-the-spot united front command, which has the ability to convince everyone in Qingdao High School.

As in all previous games, just as in the first bat, Kuramochi followed Ochiai's instructions and successfully went to base, in this third bat, Kuramochi naturally carried out the instructions of his assistant coach 100% and walked firmly to the right mat.

This is a change in the normal state of the previous two seats.

The hundreds of spectators with different levels of professional gaze in the stands also dazzled.

Seido High School is going to do it!

The change in the position is a good signal.

And this signal.

It was also the first time that it attracted the attention of Daoshi Hunting.

"It's changed to a right-hand seat here!? It seems that as the superintendent said, Qingdao High School is really planning to decide the winner in this round of playing. ”

Yu Guang slanted slightly at the figure of Kurachi beside him.

Harada, who was squatting at home base, looked more solemn.

In the original book, Daoshi is excellent, and Qingdao is inferior.

In this life, Qingdao is excellent, and rice is inferior.

The switch of different positions also led to Harada having to be cautious in every game, every seat, and even every ball.

The strength of his own ace, he naturally believes, but Harada also knows very well how terrifying the opponent his team has to face.

Chunjia is more than just a title.

It is also a symbol of strength.

Exhaling a slightly turbid breath, Harada looked up again, his eyes met Narumiya Narumi on the pitcher's mound, and a different light jumped out of the depths of his eyes.

Narumiya, who was bowing slightly on the pitcher's mound, also nodded knowingly.

"I understand, Yasan, don't worry, it's only the third round, I still have a lot of energy to spare, everything is not a problem!"

This is the pride of the hegemon, but also the self-esteem of the trump card.

This is not only a battle for the strongest glory between the two teams, but also between the two aces.

Narumiya won't allow himself to fall down so easily!

"Enlightenment is such a thing!"

"I've always had it!!"

“playball！！”

Since the opponent chose to win in this round of play.

Harada naturally doesn't have any luck.

Even if it is a frontal bayonet, this is the time when it is necessary to strike.

"The first ball, the knuckle ball in the center, use this ball to give priority to the leading rhythm of the game."

Dealing with the extremely cold expression of Kuramori, he was on his side.

At home plate, Harada's ball cover was slightly downward, and he gently patted his right hand on the surface, placing the ball cover in the designated position a little lower in the center.

Reach a consensual surrender.

On the pitcher's mound, Narumiya straightened his body.

The arm raised in the air, that little bit of light and shadow flashed with an extremely sharp luster on the fingertips.

"Huh"

The next second.

The sound of breaking the air began.

The small white ball turned into a sharp light in an instant.

Straight into home plate moments.

Kuramori's eyes on the strike zone froze, and he stepped out sideways, lowered his body's center of gravity, and his arms suddenly clenched.

A metal bat that swings without thinking.

"Huh"

Across the sky.

The shadow that was originally heading in was shocked in vain, and the arc that fell at a rapid speed made Kurachi's swing completely empty.

A perfectly avoided striker.

"Smack"

The white shadow that flew into the Harada ball sleeve behind him.

At the moment when the clear sound fell.

"Good shot!!"

The presiding referee's ruling words also sounded simultaneously.

The sharpest offensive.

Throwing a finger fork ball on the first ball, the deterrent effect brought by such an extreme height difference made the expression of Kuramochi in the strike zone even more condensed.

"First goal! The finger fork ball in the center direction, a very sharp falling curve, a batter on the blue road, Kuramochi-kun out of the stick and swing in the air!! ”

"Oooooooooooo

The first ball is thrown into the center of the finger fork ball, it should be said that this is a relatively bold choice, the finger fork ball is by no means the kind of easy to control change ball, once the shot is lost, it is easy to become a very good red straight ball, as good as the guessed speed ball.

And in this third round of playing, Daoshi did not hesitate to throw the first ball in the first seat of the sixth game, which also showed Daoshi's awe-inspiring determination.

"The first ball is a fork ball, it looks like the opponent smells something."

In the bench seat, Yuyuki's eyes also narrowed slightly, and he said softly.

"Well, that guy from Yoichi chose to stand on the right seat is a very clear signal, it's normal for Daoshi to have a sense of crisis, but, at this point, we are almost exposing each other's hole cards, and then there is the most direct frontal bayonet."

A faint discoloration flickered in Shigero's pupils, and he whispered.

Miyuki on his side also bowed his head slightly, and a look of approval appeared on his face.

"Second ball!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

As long as the ball is not particularly tricky, not particularly low, Kuramochi is all very active batter, and, unlike the previous two hits, in this hit, Kuramochi is as if he is determined to use a normal hitting posture to win a hit, without any short hitting breath, but this is such a posture, so that Harada's deep haze is getting thicker and thicker.

"Next ball, lateral slide."

"Hmm!"

It doesn't matter if it's a straight ball or a change ball

As long as it is the trajectory of the ball in the good ball belt, the Kuramochi in the strike zone seems to be a person who does not refuse.

And on the slider of this third ball.

Also keeping in mind the instructions of his coach, he was vigilant in his heart for the possible speed change, and kept an eye on the position, deliberately slowed down the speed of swinging the bat, and judged the moment of the ball trajectory at the most extreme position by 0.1 second earlier.

"Slideball!"

The swing of the stick that stopped in mid-air.

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!!"

The shadow that slipped in and went sideways to the bad ball area.

The words of the referee who sounded behind him, as well as the overly calm expression of Kamikura in the strike zone, also made Harada's heart beat half a beat at home plate.