Just like the hearty rhythm of Qingdao High School in the first half of the game.

In the second half of the game.

Facing the king of the blue road line.

Jiuzhong High School also took out his own housekeeping skills, extremely rapid offensive, before Qingdao High School had not fully reacted, Kuramochi and Haruichi were successively eliminated, two out, no one on the base, this is a direct pursuit of the situation.

"The third bat, right fielder, Hakushu-kun."

Then it was Kenjiro Hakushu's turn.

Of course, it was a galloping trajectory that barely caught the straight ball, but it was still a little less interesting in terms of timing, and this blow was properly suppressed.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball flying out.

"Bang"

It smashed on the middle of first and second base.

Soft rolling balls.

"Smack"

It was also easily intercepted by the second baseman of Kue High School, and then flew to the ball above first base.

"Huh"

"Smack!"

Compared to the previous rhythm, this is easier and easier to suppress the third batter.

"Out!"

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange."

Qingdao High School was also given a three-up-and-three-down guard performance by Jiuju High School.

"Oooh! The fourth ball, a straight ball in the high position of the inside corner, directly hit the chest position, a bold and strong offensive choice, the hitter Bai Zhoujun missed the best time to hit, barely bombarded the small ball, failed to cross the infield, the second baseman easily disposed of this ball, the first base blocked out, three out, offensive and defensive exchange! ”

"Wow! That's a pretty good rhythm! Kuju. ”

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, it's okay!"

"Keep up this rhythm and suppress Qingdao!"

"Rush! Let's show Tokyo the strength of Kanagawa's famous family. ”

"Kuju!!"

Compared with the passionate commentary words of the host on the commentary stand, the thousands of spectators in the stands also shouted loudly at this moment.

Just as efficient, high-paced first game guarding.

Kuju didn't take advantage.

Qingdao was easily suppressed.

Unlike before yesterday's second semi-final, more than half of the people would think that Qingdao would crush their opponents in the finals, and the rest of them would also think that Qingdao would have a huge advantage at the opening, today's finals, Jiuzhong High School properly hardened Qingdao High School from the front, maybe one game can't represent anything, but such a start can undoubtedly prove the strength of Jiuzhong High School.

The audience's expectations for this final are also infinitely high.

On the first base side, in front of the Seido High School bench.

"Looks like it's going to be a bit long today...

Shigero, who stepped out of the bench seat, gently straightened the brim of his hat, looked at the people of Jiuju High School in the bench seat of the third base not far away, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said with a light smile.

"Humph! It's just the first game! Next round! Definitely want them to look good in the next round! Sawamura! You kid pitch me well! Suppress them fiercely! ”

"Oh? Be! Kuramochi seniors! ”

Kuramochi, who followed Shigero's steps and then walked out, seemed to "remember" the things that had just been captured and teased by the Ninefold Ace, and the indignant expression made Shigerino Shin also smile.

"Well, but, the game has just begun."

Shigero's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly.

A close first game confrontation.

It shows the sheer strength of both teams.

This is the second game of offensive and defensive battles.

"In the first half of the second game, the attack of Jiuju High School, the fourth bat, the catcher, Nishizono-kun."

Just like Aodo, it's a nine-fold high school where the catcher holds the four-stick position.

In terms of strength, this Xiyuanjun may be a step worse than Yu Xing.

But when it comes to ball sense.

On the contrary, this Xiyuanjun wants to be more slender and better than Yuxing.

The most important thing is that this Xiyuan's striking skills are very exquisite, and in the last encounter on the expedition, even in the face of the big speedball of the valley, he can actually use the subtle unloading skills to easily resist the straight ball of the valley, which makes Miyuki have an infinite fear of this four-batter from Jiuju High School.

"Sawamura!"

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

The slightly moving figure, the gesture code that was lightly drawn at the bottom.

On the pitcher's hill, Sawamura, who bowed slightly, nodded quietly, and the next moment.

“playball！”

Accompanied by the high-pitched words of the presiding judge.

Sawamura's suddenly straightened body, raised arms, and the small ball clenched in the palm of his palm with his right leg that suddenly stepped forward.

In a flash.

"Huh"

Transform into a sharp aurora.

Gallop towards home plate.

The position above the presence.

"Huh!?"

The light and shadow reflected in the eyes of the West Garden.

"So fast?"

The illusion produced by the naked eye and the reality.

I haven't had time to swing the baton yet.

"Smack!"

That's the ball that didn't go in.

"Good shot!"

Dealing with the words of the presiding judge that fell.

Xiyuan's expression changed slightly.

Is this the actual sense of deviation that the overseer says? THE SPEED OF THE BALL IS ONLY 137 KM, BUT IT LOOKS FASTER THAN A STRAIGHT BALL OF MORE THAN 140 KM. ”

Xiyuan waved his bat slightly, and the afterglow reflected the "137KM" value displayed on the electronic scoreboard, exhaling a breath of turbidity, and the expression on his face became more and more cold.

Such a sense of deviation needs to be smoothed out by feelings.

And since the actual ball speed is not as high as it should be.

The benchmark of the blow does not need to change much.

"Now that distance is enough!"

It was still the same striking stance, just a slight forward press of the body's center of gravity.

Yu Xing's brows on the side couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What a nasty guy!"

The vision of ball selection, the judgment of timing, the control of skills, and the calm brain at this moment, such a beater, is really the beater that Yuyuki hates the most, although it is a little different from Zhesang, and the style is also very different, but in terms of the degree of physiognomy of the catcher, this Xiyuan Jun is definitely a TOP-level existence.

"In that case!"

"Next goal! No need to keep your hands, No. 11, quick finger fork ball, lift the ban! Come on! Sawamura! ”

Although since the spring, Miyuki has also asked Sawamura to shoot No. 11 in games and training matches from time to time, but in recent times, this fast finger fork ball is still a little unstable, and it is very easy to fall early before reaching home plate, so as to become a bullet to the earth, or simply not to fall, directly into the center of the straight ball, and it is the kind of straight ball without ball power and tail strength at all, which is the most terrifying.

Therefore, generally speaking, Miyuki will not easily play the code of No. 11 fast finger fork ball, but now it is different, in the face of this Jiuju High School hitter, if he is still worried about the so-called risk and wants to be conservative in his pitching, he will give the opponent a chance, so this is an occasion where he must take a certain risk and force it down.

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

Pitcher mound above.

It was also at the moment when I saw the code.

Sawamura's pupils instantly shone brightly, with that sparkling luster.

It's just a matter of moments.

The West Garden in the strike zone seemed to have a heart twitching.

The chill that comes from the self-evident assault.

"What's coming!?"

The instinct of the strong!

The trembling in his heart told Xiyuan that the next ball would be extremely terrifying.

And it was only when such a thought just appeared in the depths of Xiyuan's heart.

"Boom!"

The next moment.