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Whether it's Yu Rong or Qingdao.

In the face of each other's ace pitchers moments.

Before the game, they all formulated strategies and tactics that seemed to work at least on paper.

And specifically in the game confrontation.

The players of both teams carried out the tactics arranged by their respective supervisors to the end.

The Aodo side is completely aiming for Sato's low ball.

It cannot be said that there is no effect, but it has achieved little results.

Yu Rong High School is a single target of a certain ball type or ball path of Shigerino, and tries to avoid the emergence of some fast-paced offense and defense cross situations, however, from the fourth game, Shigerno debuted, Yu Rong High School did not take any advantage.

Even a single hit is like a luxury.

But in this sixth inning.

With the ninth baton as the first striker.

It will inevitably be the turn of Yu Rong High School's third round of top-level playing, especially the Suzuki brothers' play, the direct creators of their own team's two-point score, and they have reason to believe that their two seniors can score hits and even score for the team again.

"In the first half of the sixth inning, the attack of Yu Rong High School, the ninth baseman, the third baseman, Sukazu-kun."

"Come on, Suwa!"

"Get on base! Anyway, let's get to the base first. ”

"Please, Suwa."

"Come on, Suwa!!"

The attack of the sixth game, the prelude to the opening of the third round of playing.

If there were runners on base before it was the Suzuki brothers' turn, it would be a great opportunity for Yuei High School, and Seido High School naturally didn't want to see that kind of scene.

"Suwa, you understand, right?"

"Yes, Overseer, I know."

Su Kazuma, who paced out of the bench, naturally knew the tactical intentions of his supervisor, nodded heavily, clenched his bat, and strode towards the strike zone with a sharp look.

"Ashin, the core of this line is still on the two brothers, and before they play, it's best not to let the runners get on base."

Even in the face of the lower line, Yu Xing still has a more cautious mentality.

Sometimes, the lower line is the easiest to surprise the seat.

This point, not to mention the three-dimensional sports competition, is not a very rare thing in the comic world like the original book, and it is not uncommon for the lower line to hit a fatal hit, and even a home run.

Qingdao vs. Inashi, Qingdao vs. Chengkong, there have been similar scenes.

"yes, I understand."

Shigeno also nodded slightly, as an experienced trump card, Shigeru is naturally not like those little white viewers, naively thinking that if you can suppress the home run hitter, you will definitely be able to suppress the idea of hitting the lower line, which is the most naïve and naïve idea.

Dare to look down on the pitcher who plays the line so much.

I have already gone home to raise pigs.

On the court, there is no room for such a player.

They are also not entitled to stay on the pitch.

“playball”

Leaning sideways against Suwa, who was standing on the strike zone, it was still a long-stick holding position that carried it all through.

At home plate, the referee's words should be dealt with.

With a slight movement of Miyuki's fingers.

Pitcher mound above.

Shigeru Ye quickly straightened his body, his arms flying up rapidly.

"Huh"

The light and shadow frozen in the air.

As it shines in the direction of home plate.

The light and shadow that came straight in.

"Here we are."

Straight tracks.

The cold breath that came to the face.

Strike zone.

Suwa stared at the incoming orb, still motionless.

"Knock"

Ming Huang watched the ball rush in.

The ball, which is close to the edge of the outer corner, fits perfectly into the trajectory of the edge area.

"Good shot."

Behind him, the presiding referee ruled that the words fell moment.

Miyuki's brows were also slightly raised.

"Didn't you swing your bat? Letting go of this ball, does it mean that the ball he is aiming for is something else? ”

A faint light flickered in Miyuki's pupils.

"Although there is a high probability that it is easier to knock out a long inside corner, this second ball still has to be thrown into the inside corner according to the rhythm of the front, Ashin."

Follow-through pressure methods!

You can't take the initiative to cut off your own defensive rhythm because of the results of the previous attack.

It turns out.

With the strength of his own ace, facing Yu Rong High School, he has enough confidence and qualifications to implement such tactics.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow between the raised hands bloomed.

The ball that flew from the pitcher's side up the mound.

Aim for the position that is up and down the inside.

A small white ball that flew straight in.

"Inside corner!"

On the strike zone, the mustache and pupils shrank suddenly.

The way I waited for myself to hit.

"Huh"

A metal bat that swings extremely fast.

In the right position, the polar shadow of the dazzling.

"Knock"

They have already reacted in advance, but they still haven't had time to catch up.

With that echoing sound.

"Good shot!!"

The words of the presiding judge who fell.

It also made the face of the beard and the face on the strike area suddenly gloomy.

I deliberately lowered my center of gravity, and it was the ball path I was aiming at.

The opposite side threw it so brightly.

I still slower the pace of nearly half a beat in the timing of my swing!?

This is almost a slap in the face that happened to me, and it is strange that he and his face can be good-looking.

"Remember! It is impossible for His Highness the tyrant to expose gaps or flaws by himself, if you want to score points from him, then the only way is to take the initiative, even if the risk is a little higher, it doesn't matter, the opportunity to score depends on us to create, with continuous strong attacks to force the ace His Highness, there is no gap, it is up to us to forcibly pry out a breakthrough. ”

"Third goal!"

"Before it's Yuto's turn to play the table, I'll create the breakthrough!!"

"Huh"

The pupils of the gaze, the muscles of the whole body tensed, the position that is extremely close to the home plate.

Compare to the little white ball that was interspersed with another rage.

"Huh"

The metal bat that swung hard.

Your Highness the Tyrant!

Let's take a look at what perseverance is!!

Suwa stared at the flying shadow, the metal bat that leaned forward perfectly, and applied all its weight to his arms.

"Idiot, how can you continue to let you hit as you want."

"What!?"

Overlapping imprints, white shadows in front of you.

The shadow that was originally inserted straight into the ball suddenly shook in the next moment.

The awe-inspiring refraction of light and shadow that slipped in.

"Slide ball!?"

An abruptly changing arc.

The pupils that suddenly contracted.

Suhe simply didn't have time to change his striking posture.

The black shadow that swept by.

The small ball that ushered in the curved refraction.

"Smack"

Perfectly avoided arcs.

The ball that went straight in.

Precise beating moments.

"Good ball, hitter out."

The words of the presiding judge that fell.

The beard and face on the strike zone turned blue in an instant.