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Attack in the bottom half of the eighth inning.

Carl Ross' fourth seat was in the center of the attention of tens of thousands of spectators at Jingu Stadium.

“playball！！！”

The words of the presiding judge who fell.

"First goal!"

Shigeno and Miyuki, who quickly reached an agreement, surrendered.

Quickly set the ball sleeve position on the outside position.

Shigerano's suddenly straight body, his arms raised high, and the high point he looked at.

"Boom!"

The footsteps that slammed forward, and the next second, the arms that swung out.

"Whew!"

A bright white shadow.

Jump high in the sky.

A moment at first glance.

A white arc that is forced in.

"It's coming! Is it still an outer corner!? ”

A high corner ball that clings to the edge of the outside corner.

"Huh!"

Determined height.

Carl Ross on the strike zone had his pupils condensed.

The center of gravity of the sinking body, the figure that was decisively pulled out.

A metal bat that swings quickly.

A trace of metallic cold breath burst out.

Dealing with the shining white shadow.

In the upper side position, the height of the tee is delicately deviated.

"Boom!"

The avoidance of the bat.

The shadow of the ball that didn't enter.

"Good shot!!"

Compare it to the clear sound of entering the set.

The resounding ruling words of the presiding judge fell simultaneously.

"First goal! Or the most stable outside corner high straight ball, the hitter Kamiya-kun decisively out of the bat, still deviated from the height of nearly a ball position, avoid the coming bat, a good ball!! ”

"Still have to concentrate on the outside corner."

"Of course, Carl Ross is in too tricky position, and he can't easily throw inside corners."

"yes, unless you can get Karl Ross's attention, or make him skew his hits like the last one, then you don't dare to throw an inside corner."

"Straight balls and changing balls in the outside corner, such an offensive as Inami's will make Shigerun-kun very uncomfortable."

"It depends on who can take the lead again in this round of play."

The essence of the duel that a discerning person can see through at once.

Whether it's the green road of the garrison side.

It's still the rice of the attacking side.

In the offensive and defensive battle in the second half of the eighth game, it can almost be said that half of the victory or defeat of this game is decided, Qingdao is steadily suppressed, needless to say, it can only be said that Qingdao retains the possibility of counterattacking and overturning, that is still Daoshi dominant, but Qingdao still has the probability of turning the tables, but if Daoshi breaks through Qingdao's defense again here, it is not much, as long as you get another point, you can further press and even destroy Qingdao's defense line from the psychological level.

Know that there is a battle between two teams with top pitchers.

This pitcher fight.

One point!

It is to change the situation of the battle, and even determine the score of the battle.

If the difference widens again in this eighth inning.

It almost means that Qingdao High School can't even keep the odds of winning by one or two percent.

So!

It doesn't matter what state it's in.

In this game!

"Second ball!"

"Low in the outside corner, bad ball!"

"Hmm!"

At Aodo High School, Shigerno Shin can't allow himself to lose any more points! Not even hits can make Inami bombard easily.

Straighten body again, that extremely smooth movement

An arm suspended in mid-air.

Shimmering pupils.

With that moving footsteps.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang.

A white arc that skimmed.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow that bloomed.

The moment of depression.

The cold light that flew out of it galloped towards home plate.

"Low position, this goal, a little subtle!"

Very delicate control.

Carl Ross who has not yet been able to make the most accurate judgment on the ball.

Facing the ball shadow flying in front of him, his pupils froze for a moment.

"Huh!"

It's still the footsteps of moving forward.

It has to be a swing of the bat.

Side lower position.

Very subtle deviation angles.

"Pong!!"

That's just a gentle rub on the tip of the tip.

A blow that misses the center of gravity.

"Is it really a bad ball!?"

Feel the message coming back from the palm of your hand.

Carl Ross's pupils froze slightly.

The bat which I was not able to grasp.

It can only be the angle of forced downward pressing.

"Huh"

Compare to the shadow of the ball that flew upside down.

"Bang"

Slammed into the ground in front of first base, and jumped out.

"Snap"

"Out of bounds."

Fine-grained pitching, finest control.

Even if the ball speed is only about 143KM.

But.

Carl Ross in the strike zone felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation.

"This guy has already scored more than 110 goals, right? Why is it possible to be so precise in possession of the ball!? ”

Maybe you're tired.

Perhaps the state has not fully recovered.

Or maybe the physical energy is being squeezed.

But!

The willpower of the ace will not be easily shaken!

"Third goal!"

Aim for the high point.

A little nervous concentration.

The most precise touch on your fingertips.

"Outside corner position! Palm ball! ”

Angle and timing of the targeting.

This time!

The inner corner that I let go of thoroughly.

"Boom!"

The ball clenched in the palm of his hand.

Dealing with the violently raised dust.

"Whew!"

This electric light jumped from Shigerino's fingertips.

Skimming the sky.

An awe-inspiring arc across it.

The advance came to the empty position above home plate.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed to be extremely fast.

Constricted pupils.

"Huh!"

Carl Ross's breathless, his arms swinging subconsciously.

However!

It was like light and shadow stagnant in mid-air.

Approaching home plate, there is a faintly falling arc.

"Oops! It's a palm ball! ”

The moment I didn't enter.

Straighten the body, the swing stick that wants to forcibly change.

Side-down position.

The angle of the tip.

"Pong!!"

The black shadows that collided together.

A screeching crash that popped.

"Whew!"

The shadow of the ball flying upside down.

"Bang!"

It smashed on the surface in the middle of the second and third bases.

"Damn!"

A very shallow blow.

The arc that catapults out.

Carl Ross, who quickly threw away the bat, turned on the engine in an instant and rushed towards the direction of first base.

"Shortstop!"

"Kurachi!"

A clash between two speedy runners.

The figure that also leaped forward and galloped.

"Want to get on base!? No kidding! Soul Fade Guy! ”

A beating blue-and-white figure.

Lord Cheetah had an extremely fierce expression, and the pace of sliding sideways.

"Smack!"

Almost the second the ball bounced twice.

It's to intercept it with precision.

There is no need to stop and turn around.

Just a sideways one.

"Whew!"

Look at the first base position.

The height of the ball sleeve set in the front garden.

Kurachi's arm that swung vigorously flew swiftly past the shadow of the ball.

Light and shadow refracted in the air.

It was already a black figure that had burst into front of first base.

The next moment!

"Smack!"

One step away!

That's less than a second away.

Before Carl Ross stepped on first base.

Over there, the front garden had already caught the ball steadily.

"Out!!"