"The third ball."

The two goals were successful, never giving in, quite a sharp attack, and the light that flashed out again.

"Whoosh"

Close to the inside corner, the arc trajectory that slid into the base.

"Damn."

"Huh"

"Pong."

Judging the difference in the position, the situation that has to be played as a last resort can only be a little rubbed against the ball skin, the too high hitting point, the hitting situation that cannot be adjusted, and there is also a subtle deviation in the timing, and the late swing time.

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Shortstop"

Extremely obvious infield rolling the ball, the three-high shortstop Shimazu took a horizontal step, easily intercepted in front of the ball, twisted sideways, and threw the ball in his hand to the direction of first base again.

"Smack"

"Out."

"Oh oh oh, oh oh, cast beautifully, really senior."

"One out, one out, one out."

"Three highs, three highs, three highs."

The competition is strength, the competition is spirit, the competition is endurance, the competition is courage, and the same competition is momentum, the extremely noisy stands, not only the players, but also the huge support group of the grandstand listed in the third highest, such a game, they have not yet reached the point of exhaustion, the possibility of victory still exists, and the thing they have to do is very simple, that is, to compete to the last step.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Second baseman."

If it is unstoppable, it is still a strong three-high garrison.

"Smack"

It only took two goals to win nine bats, and Kenjiro Hakushu was out.

"Out."

The determination to exhaust the last trace of strength and fight to the end.

Standing in front of the bench seat, Shigeru Ye seemed to be able to feel the aura of forest transmitted from the direction of the truth, feeling the goosebumps all over his body, Shigerino Shin couldn't help but tremble slightly, the right hand that was clenched hard, and the light golden halo that bloomed in the pupils.

At this moment, Shigero's body still erupted with an extremely awe-inspiring momentum.

"One stick, guerrilla, Kuramochi-kun."

"The first goal, aim for the first goal to strike, you can't let the opponent be too reckless."

In the bench of Seido High School.

Superintendent Kataoka pinched his chin, then touched the brim of his hat.

Kuramochi, who had just set foot in the strike zone, also touched the brim of his hat.

"Opportunity to seize."

"The line of defense to be broken by the Jedi !!"

“playball！！”

The awe-inspiring aura that gathered.

On the pitcher's mound, Manaka took a deep breath, and the right arm that was raised decisively was aimed at home plate, forming a straight line.

Without the slightest hint of leaving his hand, he forcibly waved his arm down.

"Whoosh"

Flick out at your fingertips.

Assault the white orb of the past.

"Here it is, inside straight ball !!"

The staring eyes, the footsteps that resisted, the figure that quickly stepped out, Kuramochi did his best, and shook the metal bat in his hand.

"Huh"

"Pong"

"First Goal Strikes !!"

"Ahh

It's tough, but it's also a very reluctant blow.

"Bang"

"Middle of second and third base."

"Damn!"

It's a clever location.

Three high shortstops, Shimazu quickly rushed in the direction of the ball.

The ball sleeve that will be straightened is a little bit out of position.

"Dada"

There are no balls that come down.

Kuramochi resolutely seized this opportunity and quickly rushed towards the direction of the first base bag, without the slightest intention of stopping.

"Smack"

In the third high school, Miyagawa has just intercepted the ball.

"Safe base."

Kuramochi took a vigorous step and easily stepped on the first base.

"After the excellent defense, it is a sharp blow, and in the case of two outs, the upper line of the re-ushering, Qingdao High School seems to be declaring that it will not give up lightly, and the batter who strikes decisively, Kuramochi-kun, seize the gap in the infield, win with one hit, two out, and someone on first base!!"

Bold, delicate, and aggressively aggressive.

The offensive posture displayed by Kuramochi is exactly the consistent style characteristic of King Seido.

The rhythm of an uptrend.

It was broken by this blow of Kurachi.

It's not just the pitcher's mound, but the face of Superintendent Tahara in front of the bench has also become a little difficult to see, this blow is okay to say, if it is blasted out again, it will usher in the showdown of the Qingdao home run beaters when there are people in the scoring circle, this is Superintendent Tahara, and it is a scene that the entire city junior high school does not want to see.

"Second baseman, second baseman, Kominato-kun"

Seventh inning.

Two out.

A two-point advantage.

There are people on first base.

It's about to be the turn to clear the home run line, here is the best opportunity for Qingdao High School to continue to pull the score bigger, and it is also a high-risk duel for the three high schools of the city to fight in the final game, which is more high-risk than the previous game.

It must be avoided, it must be suppressed!!

Manaka, who was on the pitcher's mound, clenched the ball in his palm more and more with his right hand, and his pupils could not suppress a sharp cold light.

No one is out, there are people on first base, and on the strike zone is Ryosuke Kominato, who has superb striking skills.

“playball！！”

It's Qingdao's final word and the victory of the game!

Or does the city university retain the hope of winning in the end and survive the crisis!?

"At the moment!! Showdown!! ”

"First goal!!"

"It's coming!"

The right arm that was suddenly raised, the power condensed on the fingertips, and felt the concentrated explosive power, while swaying down suddenly.

"Huh"

The moment when the bright aurora flies out.

The chill that went straight to home plate.

A sweeping striker.

"Huh"

Ryosuke Kominato's body leaned forward suddenly, and his writhing waist was a good way to transfer the power to his arms perfectly.

The dancing metal bat.

In the corners.

"Pong!!"

and the little white ball.

The trembling of the tip of the bat, the subtle adjustments.

There is no suppressed ball power and tail energy.

A small ball that flies backwards backwards.

"Bang"

It slammed into the iron fence behind him.

"Out of bounds!!"

Twisting his neck slightly, Ryosuke Kominato's metal bat shook again.

"The tail momentum is a little weaker than before, is it no wonder that you want to speed up the pace and solve quickly? But it won't be so easy for you ... ”

Slightly narrowed eyes.

A dangerous cold light bloomed from Ryosuke Kominato's pupils.

"Second ball."

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds."

"The third ball."

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad balls."

"Fourth ball."

The task is to get on base.

The intention is to defeat the truth.

Then, for Ryosuke Kominato, by maximizing his entanglement toughness, the best results can be achieved.

More pressure on offense.

It allows you to take control of the situation more proactively.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!!"

"Hehe, I said it, I won't let you pass the test so easily, Zhenzhong."

The beautiful curvature raised at the corners of the mouth.

When they reflect each other.

Pitcher mound above.

The look on his face became more and more awe-inspiring.

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