PS: It's three more today.,There's a little date in the evening.,There's probably no time code.。

"Smack!"

"Out, three out, offense and defense exchange."

When the right fielder steadily caught the ball that was bombarded by Izawaki, and the referee's ruling words fell, the Seimasa High School support team in the stands broke out into a burst of enthusiastic cheers, and those neutral spectators also nodded lightly and talked to each other, no matter what the game is, the rhythm of the first game is quite important, and if you control the rhythm of the first game, you will be able to implement your own tactical strategy more calmly in the next confrontation game, and slowly bring it into your own rhythm. The game will naturally develop in the direction that he expected, at least, on this final stage, the first game of Seisaha High School performed quite well, although the blow of Izaki Jun just now almost made Seido High School seize the opportunity.

Still, an out is an out.

If the result is OK, it's OK!

"Sure enough, yesterday's big reversal drama made the momentum of the group of guys in Qingzheng Society High School even more different, and it was more difficult than imagined to suppress this group of guys."

"But that's more interesting, isn't it? Ichiya, this is the stage for victory!! ”

A shot that stands on the edge of the court.

Shigeru Ye stared at the wide court in front of him, the surging emotions that gathered in his chest, his right hand clenched hard, and the muffled words sounded.

It represents Shigerun's heart that has begun to be restless!!

On the third base side, in the bench seat of Seimasa High School.

"The rhythm of the pitching is good, but the pitching should be more detailed, the opponent's line is not the type of low ball will not shoot, every hitter has a good hitting strength, the lower the ball, the more delicate the ball control, understand?"

Overseer Daji looked at the ace pitcher who stepped back in front of him, Oda, a bright light flashed in his pupils, and said indifferently.

"Yes, Overseer, I understand."

The words of the overseer of the main road also made Oda's heart awe-inspiring, and his expression became more and more solemn, and he immediately straightened up and answered loudly.

"Well, that's good!"

"The next thing is our turn to attack, in the first game, you don't need to be polite, even the most tricky way to give me all the strength to swing the bat, to let the tyrant feel your offensive pressure, use your swing to crush the Qingdao ace, clear!?"

The overseer of the road first nodded, and then glanced at the eighteen players of his own army present, and said sharply.

The aggressive tone.

It also made the Qingzheng Society High School more and more excited.

The awe-inspiring aura that was revealed together.

"Yes!!"

The loud answer is also sounding at the same time!!

"In the second half of the first game, the attack of Seimasa High School, a bat, left fielder, Miyamoto-kun"

"Come on, Miyamoto."

"We have to show the perseverance of yesterday, this time, we have to gallop first."

"One copy! One copy! ”

"It's up to you to behave, Miyamoto-kun."

The equally enthusiastic third base side stands, not only at the moment of defense, but also at the moment of offense, became more noisy cheering sounds, and the synchronous cheering song also inspired the players in the field to a greater extent.

Without looking at the surface, he walked straight to the strike zone, and Miyamoto, who was standing in the center of the strike zone, made Miyuki's eyes at home plate narrow slightly.

From stance to posture.

More or less, you can see the target and intention of a hitter.

The bright offensive posture put forward by the pioneer of Qingzheng Society High School is simply not too red.

"Looks like they're planning to make it hard for you in the first game, Ashin."

"Hmph, this ace doesn't plan to make them feel better!"

Eyes looking at each other.

At home base, the corners of Miyuki's mouth showed a hint of teasing.

Standing on the pitcher's mound, Shigero, who bowed slightly, raised his sword eyebrows, and a fierce look flashed between his eyebrows.

The majestic momentum that came to the face.

It also made Miyamoto, who had just stood in the strike zone, nervous.

Feel the strong smell from Shigerun.

Miyamoto also clenched the bat in his palm more and more hard.

“playball！！”

The high-pitched words that fell quickly tightened the muscles of Miyamoto's whole body.

The first goal of the final of His Highness the Tyrant!!

Under the focused gaze of all the audience.

Miyuki's fingers shook slightly, and the ball cover was placed.

Pitcher mound above.

Shigerino Shin bowed his head slightly, his body was straight, his right arm was raised high, and he clenched the small ball in the palm of his hand, feeling the texture of the stitches on the ball.

Step forward with your left leg forward and lean forward slightly.

"Huh"

The right arm that swayed down, the ball that stood out in front of him, turned into a bright white light, and galloped towards home plate.

Bright light and shadow.

At the moment of direct home plate, Miyamoto raised his eyebrows in the hitting zone, and suddenly stepped forward, and the metal bat shook up to the extreme.

The sound of metal grinding suddenly exploded.

Next second!

Blending and converging black shadows.

"Pong!!"

A heavy sound burst out.

Crazy squeezing balls.

An extremely vibrating bat.

"It's so heavy!"

Miyamoto gritted his teeth and struggled to shake the bat out.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

The direction that was almost uncontrollable, the ball that bounced out, smashed heavily on the boundary line of third base, and was almost blocked by Masuko Toru for this blow.

"Damn! Is this kid's ball power so strong!? ”

In the strike zone, Miyamoto's gaze flashed in the direction of Shigerun, a more solemn look.

"Second Ball, Cut Ball"

Pull the space for a showdown.

Gently gesture out of the code.

"Huh"

The cold light that once again shone from the pitcher's mound burst into home plate.

"Huh"

Refracted auroras.

There is no power to resist.

"Pong!!"

"Damn!!"

Misestimation of deviation in refractive radian, resulting in fatal consequences.

"Huh"

Let the ball bounce out.

Slammed into the ground.

"Bang"

"Shortstop!"

Even Miyamoto in the strike zone had already thrown away his bat with a quick reaction and pressed towards the first base.

"Huh"

"Smack!

"Out!"

But he still can't change the result that he is going to be banned and out.

There is no such thing as a tricky infield attack ball, and the small ball that was easily intercepted by Kuramochi, between the backhand, quickly threw it in the direction of first base and won Miyamoto's outs.

Overly exaggerated refractive arcs.

There was no change in location expected in advance.

More far-reaching control from the inner corners to the outer corners.

"This Qingdao ace's ball control is much stronger than expected...

On the third base side, in the bench seat of Seimasa High School.

Overseer Daji looked at Shigerino Shin on the court, a wistful look flashed between his eyebrows, touched his chin, and thought secretly in his heart.

"Two bats, right fielder, Hashiyama-kun."

You don't have to deliberately aim at a certain ball, you have to focus on the path of the ball to shoot!!