Immediately, it was the turn of the Miyuki to play.

Or follow the instructions of your own supervision before the game.

Catch every slippery shot.

It's about timing the hit with a straight ball.

Forcing the White Dragon High School to choose a more tricky and windy option in the angle of the ball.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

And the Miyuki who bites this point to strike.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

It's not just Wang Ye who makes the pitcher mound above.

It made Ito, who was squatting at home plate, extremely uncomfortable.

"Next ball, straight ball high in the outside corner!"

Don't dare to throw a straight ball from the inside corner.

"Huh"

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!"

Ito and Ono who want to try pulling in the outer corner.

The most important point is overlooked.

And then there is.

"Whew!"

Too lightly picked angle selection.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

The height arc that deviates significantly from the proper position of the core.

Look at the refraction trajectory of the ball.

The center of gravity of the body pressed forward by Miyuki.

Seize the blow decisively.

A metal bat swinging out with gusto.

Staggered moments.

The overlapping black shadows, the extremely violent impact sound of falling.

"Huh"

The ball flew upside down, soaring into the sky, and quickly crossed the white arc above the pitcher's head.

"Left fielder!"

Running through the infield category.

Straight to the white ball in the high air in the center left field.

"Dada!"

Even though Miyao, who is the left fielder, and Mima, who is a stalwart player, had already retreated back in advance a second before the ball flew out, the ball that was accurately captured in the center of the ball was not a ball that Mima and Miyao could intercept at all.

"Bang!"

A beautiful arc that was crossed, the trajectory that fell.

Directly above the intersection of the left field and the middle field.

The dull sound of landing.

A small white ball that then bounces towards a deeper position.

"Dada!"

A strong and sharp blow.

Above second base.

Kuramo galloped, quickly bypassed third base, and easily returned to home plate with a vigorous pace and a comfortable posture.

"Safe base!"

Dealing with the high-pitched adjudicatory words that fell.

"Oooo

Qingdao High School scored another point in the offensive and defensive battle in the second half of the third game!

"Nice blow! Four sticks! ”

"Yo Si! Miyuki! That's what it is. ”

"Miyuki senior, well done."

"Go on! Go on! Go on! It's up to you, Captain. ”

"Ace Lord, a collection!"

A perfect second-base hit, not only did he get on second base, but also sent the runner back to home plate smoothly, not being forced down like the first inning, but showing his presence, and the timely hit that was bombarded, and the luck of stepping on second base, which came from the cheers of his teammates in the bench at third base.

"Fifth stick, stalwarts, Shigerun-kun."

And Qingdao High School is far from the end of the moment.

It's still a situation where there are people on second base.

Then it was Shigerano's turn.

Shigeno stepped lightly into the strike zone, the figure standing sideways, the metal bat that was slightly raised high, under the glow of the sun, bloomed a trace of lustre, on the pitcher's mound, Wang Ye Shintaro bowed slightly, pursed his lips a little dry, looked at Shigerno Shin in the strike zone, Wang Ye's expression became even colder.

The most important round, the second confrontation between the two aces.

On the occasion of the intercourse of the eyes.

The fierce sparks that burst out.

"Wang Ye?"

"It doesn't matter, let's follow the previous rhythm, it's only the third game here."

As the ace of the famous team, you must have the strength and mentality.

It's just a two-point gap.

It's only the third game.

There is no moment at all to shake up.

Wang Ye gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the muscles in his body became more and more tense at this moment.

The white dragon ace under full attention.

There is a hint of hideous aura emanating from this.

Shigerun, who was standing on the strike zone, could smell it completely.

Traction stance.

Locked gas engine.

Not deliberately.

But it is necessary to move a little bit to the outside.

Pull out the figure.

In order not to give the white dragon too many opportunities to attack the inner corner.

Raised eyelids.

Two people looking at each other.

Shigeru no touched the brim of his hat.

Yu Xing, who was above the second base, nodded quietly, and also left the base slightly and put on a posture of stealing the base.

"Want to run away and attack? I'm not going to give you that chance."

Reflected in the home plate, Ito's eyes.

“playball！！”

Falling high-pitched words.

"First goal!"

Alignment of sight.

Pose.

Deal with the code that is drawn by analogy.

"Hmm!"

Pitcher mound above.

Wang Ye quickly straightened his body and looked straight in the direction of the home plate.

The ball set set by the own catcher.

Arms raised high, steps forward.

"Boom!"

When the dust is rising.

"Whew!"

A flash of light flew out.

Depressed position.

Straight for home plate.

Coming to a high-altitude location.

A ball that comes in.

"Huh!?"

Shigero's pupils on the strike zone condensed slightly.

Stepping out of the footsteps.

"Huh"

A bat that moves forward.

Moment of vibration.

Slide in the ball.

"Squirting ball!?"

The right side of the refraction at the time.

"Smack!"

Avoid the metal bats that come out of the way.

The ball that went in.

"Good shot!"

Fallen verdict words.

In the strike zone, Shigero's expression remained unchanged, only his eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely sharp cold light bloomed in his pupils.

"Second ball!"

"Straight ball high in the inside corner, this ball can be slightly deviated, Wang Ye."

"Hmm"

Decisive and swift.

"Whew!"

Raised left leg.

Without the slightest hesitation, he threw his arms forward.

A moment of brilliance.

The polar shadow that flew out.

Jumping to the near point of the sky.

"Huh"

A moment of brilliance.

Shigerno didn't have time to make the most accurate judgment, and his body was forced to press forward, and he could only swing his stick to aim for the maximum range of strikes.

"Pong!!"

This is a barely scratched striker position.

Violent vibrations transmitted from the bat.

"Soul light!"

The balls that are ejected.

"Huh"

The position of the vertices of the refraction.

"Bang"

Slammed into the ground in front of first base.

A strong and fierce blow.

But the angle deviation is too large.

Leap out of the border line in advance.

"Snap"

Fell into an even more deviant position outside the bounds.

"Out of bounds."

The words of the trial verdict sounded.

Strike zone.

Shigerino gently shook the bat, slightly adjusting the angle and posture of the blow.

"Huh?"

The moment that greeted Ito's eyes at his side.

"Want to change the pace? I won't give you such a chance! ”

It is necessary to take advantage of the situation to pursue and forcibly suppress the situation.

Ito would never allow any more opportunities to adjust his pace, the Tyrant of the Blue Road.

"The third goal! Or an inside corner! This ball! Throw it towards your chest! Wang Ye. ”

Swiftly draw out the gesture code at the bottom.