Two out, one on first and second base.

It's the turn of the clearance sequence.

This is both a challenge and an opportunity.

Take this opportunity.

As long as one more bang is released, Chengkong High School can reverse the current unfavorable situation, not to mention reversing the score, just saying that tying the score is the event with the greatest probability.

"The two are out, there are people in the scoring circle, and now it's the turn of the three-stick Kojima-kun who stepped into the strike zone for the second time, as the team's ace or the home run-hitter, can Kojima-kun seize this opportunity to score key points for himself and the team and even reverse the course of the game in one go!?"

"The island! I'll leave it to you, Lord Ace. ”

"Sawamura-kun! Resist it! And one more number of outs! ”

"Rong Chunjun! Fight！ ”

"Ryuping! Don't cringe! Offensive. ”

"Holes, holes, holes."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

High-pitched and enthusiastic solidarity, batters and pitchers who look at each other against each other.

"Concentrate on the beaters, Sawamura."

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

Reflecting the huge figure of Kojima Ryuhei in the strike zone, Sawamura took a deep breath, his eyes showed a resolute expression, and at the moment when Miyuki gestured the signal code and set up the ball cover, he quickly straightened his body, raised his arm above his shoulder, and perfectly hid his left hand behind his head.

"First goal!"

A moment of whistling.

"Whoosh"

The cold light that flew out, the high angle position that was seen.

Coming high in the air.

"It's coming!"

The moment you get in.

Kojima Ryuhei in the strike zone had his pupils condensed, and his footsteps that shrank back had not yet had time to swing the bat.

"Smack!"

The ball that clings to the edge line and doesn't enter.

"Good shot!"

The high-pitched adjudicative words that fell.

"First goal! Straight ball high in the inner corner, decisive throwing of the first attack, hitter Kojima failed to swing the bat, eye, good ball!! ”

Compared to the increasingly hideous expression of Kojima Ryuhei in the strike zone.

"The second ball, or a straight ball in the high position of the inside corner, this ball, throw a little higher, the angle should be a little more tricky, don't care about the ball"

I deepen the impression of the inside corner kick of the hitter.

Since the speed has been accelerated, let's speed up to the end.

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai."

Sawamura, who chose to believe in Miyuki's matching, as always, at the moment when he saw Miyuki's guidance code.

The body straightened quickly, and the arms that moved high again were raised.

Look at the location of the high point.

"Whew!"

Sudden footsteps, hard swing of the left arm.

In an instant.

The white glow that shines out.

Flashing in the air.

Rush towards home plate.

The upside trajectory that clings, the sweeping waves, the moment of bursting.

"Inside corner!"

The staring eyes.

"Huh!"

Suddenly swung arms.

"Boom!"

It's like a cyclone bursting open.

"Pong!!"

"What!?"

Shadows overlapping at the top of the room.

A sonic boom suddenly exploded.

Dealing with the flare that flew upside down.

Miyuki's face changed at home plate.

"Huh"

"Bang!"

There has been no reaction yet.

The ball that escaped out.

"Out of bounds!!"

The verdict of the trial rang out.

"The second ball, it's still a straight ball high in the inside corner, this ball is a little off, Kojima-kun forced the bat, and the third base is out of bounds!"

"Do you have to play the ball in that way?"

Originally, I thought that the worst result was to send it to the face, forming a good and bad number of balls.

I was a little surprised by Kojima Ryuhei's forced swing of the bat.

To know such an inside high angle straight ball.

Once you choose to play the stick, the risk is also not low.

"It seems that I have done a good job of enlightenment!"

"In that case, the third goal!"

Judgment made in the blink of an eye.

The Miyuki ball cover shook slightly underneath, and the gesture code that was quickly drawn out was still a figure squatting firmly in the inner corner.

"Carter Ball!"

Consciously engage in guided confrontation.

This will further intensify the intensified offensive.

Miyuki did not choose to back down after realizing the strong consciousness of the hitter, but immediately changed his previous thinking about the ball.

After the second out, he was blasted out of the current scene of hits one after another.

Optimum!

It is also a choice that Qingdao must make!

That is from the front, the most powerful way to defeat the hole line.

"Come on! Sawamura, shake your arms thoroughly. ”

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

On the line of sight, this reached a consensual cast.

Quick as a wink.

Sawamura suddenly raised his right leg and stepped forward suddenly.

The waving arm.

Flashing moments.

"Whew!"

The little white ball that flew out from between your fingers.

In mid-air, it turned into a bright white light.

Rush towards home plate.

Aurora over home plate.

The track that comes in front of the side and the eye of the island.

"Inside corner!"

Straight arcs.

Get close to the instantaneous vibration.

"Carter Ball!"

A sphere that is further curved inwards for refraction.

"Huh!"

Kojima Ryuhei's eyes widened, all the strength of his muster.

A metal bat that swings with all its might.

Rubbing violently against the air, it makes a "Peng Peng" sound.

The next second.

The sound of breaking the air began.

Refracts the small balls that come in.

"Pong !!"

and the metal bat slammed into each other.

A straight ball with a lot of stamina.

A fierce bat.

"Imp! How could it be possible for you to be arrogant again! ”

Bloodthirsty pupils, a blood-colored brilliance that bloomed in an instant.

The grandeur of the outbreak.

"Oops!"

"Boom!"

On the occasion of the explosion.

"Whew!"

The ball that flew out upside down in an instant burst out of the air.

Go straight to the polar shadow that flies high in the sky.

"Oooo

The moment it shines.

In the stands of the entire stadium, the thousands of spectators couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and the small ball they were staring at flew in an arc.

"Pull out!!"

Accompanied by the same high-pitched commentary.

"Fly!!"

"Stop!!"

"Rush!"

Comparing the benches on both sides, the players of Seido High School and Chengkong High School shouted at each other.

"Center-left outfielder!"

The shadow of the ball that flew out of the field with great speed.

It's already flying to the left field high in the air.

"Dada!"

Shigerun, who was running almost parallel to the ball below, stared at the speeding white shadow in the sky.

"Whew!"

The last shred of impact that was exhausted.

Draw down the white line.

"Shigerun-kun!"

"Fall down!"

"Absolutely have to catch it!"

Standard staggered cut-off point locations.

Accurate location and height.

Shigeruno's swooping figure, straight and straight left hand ball cover.

At the extreme point of a few tenths of a centimeter.

"Don't want to fall!"

The truest roar in the heart of His Highness the Tyrant.

Where to go!

Full of brilliance!

The trajectory of the fall.

"Smack!"

The ball that didn't go in.

Accompanied by a clear and pleasant sound.

"Out!!"

And the words of judgment that sounded at the right time.

"Oh oh oh

The entire Fuchu Civic Stadium once again set off a fierce cheering frenzy.