I was able to react with the quickest gesture.

"Huh"

The metal bat that swings to the extreme.

Dark shadows that slammed into each other.

"Pong!!"

"What!?"

A powerful blow beyond imagination.

"Boom."

With the rushing air waves, the shadow of the ball that went straight to the sky from home plate quickly flew out of the infield, and the light and shadow that drove straight to the deep position in the left field.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!?"

"Is it!?"

"Wouldn't it!?"

"Bang out!?"

At this moment, it attracted everyone's attention, and the tens of thousands of spectators in the stands were staring at the high-flying ball shadow at this moment, and the players of the two teams were also hanging their hearts at this moment.

Attention.

The left fielder of Jumo High School who is running wild underneath.

"Huh"

Falling light and shadow.

The garrison figure who has not yet arrived at the position.

"Bang"

A small ball that slammed into the ground.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!?"

This moment tugs at everyone's heartstrings.

"Out of bounds!!"

The baseball, who was outside the boundary line of the left field, raised his arm in time and resounded in a high-pitched ruling.

"Ahh

While everyone in Jumo High School, especially Iguchi and Mino, breathed a sigh of relief, everyone in Qingdao High School on the first bench showed extremely regretful expressions.

Ultra-long-range strikes, this extremely far-reaching and tricky angle, if it can be slightly more inward, it is a proper second base or even third base.

The Zhe team in the strike zone frowned slightly, and a faint strange luster flashed in his pupils.

"Damn! Can you hit that far with such a ball!? ”

The expression of Iguchi Yue Dou, who was squatting at home base, was really not good-looking at this moment, and Iguchi didn't expect the ball just now, this Qingdao four-man stick could actually pull to such a far-reaching distance, and it was almost in bounds.

Huge mental pressure that strikes without words.

This seems to be a calm philosophical team.

At this moment, the expression on the face of the wellhead Yue Dou at home base became extremely hideous.

"Next ball!"

But, no matter what, it's still the second best ball chasing this hitter! With the advantage in ball count, there is no reason for them to choose to retreat.

The extremely decisive gesture code was once again placed on the ball cover in the inner corner.

"Hmm!"

Mino Yun, who was in the high position of the pitcher's mound, also took a deep breath, nodded fiercely, and looked straight at the pupils, his eyes were firmly fixed on the Zhe team in the strike area, the flying arms, and the position he was looking at.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball swayed out in an instant.

The height of extreme closeness!

"Very good, this is the way of the ball, as long as...

"Huh"

"Pong!"

Like thunder, like a roar!

The heavy black shadow that flickered in front of him in an instant.

The moment it overlapped.

The sonic boom that exploded.

"Huh!?"

A powerful aura that made people feel an extremely piercing and cold shiver.

"Huh"

"Bang!"

There was no way to react, and the ball that flew out smashed the boundary line of third base.

"Out of bounds!"

Fallen verdict words.

The terrifying ball pit was extremely obvious.

Not only Taketo Iguchi and Mino Yun, but also all the Jumo players, including all the Jumo players, stared at their eyes, looking at the strike zone, Tetsuya Yuuki who still had a breezy atmosphere, and these Jumo High School players really felt an indescribable sense of suffocation.

Even the Xintian overseer opened his eyes slightly at this moment, and a faint look of shock flashed in his pupils.

The most terrifying hitter, this extremely heavy and swift blow.

A feeling of oppression that cannot be easily counteracted.

"Damn!"

The scolding that sounded low in the depths of his heart.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

"Four bad balls, escort!"

Helpless to succumb to the realistic choice, Jumo was shocked by two strong blows, and even if he was unwilling, he didn't dare to act rashly.

In the end, he still chose the four bad balls that were slightly biased towards Jingyuan, and directly guaranteed Tetsuya Yuuki, the immovable four sticks of Seido High School.

It was also when the words of the presiding judge fell.

The Zhe team gently threw away the metal bat in his hand, glanced at the wellhead Yuedou on his side, and immediately trotted towards the direction of first base, and it was also this extremely calm look that made the well-mouth Yuedou subconsciously bite his lower lip, including the three nouns on the pitcher's mound, and the pair of ace casters felt a feeling of shame at this moment.

"Four bad, escort! In the duel above the peak, under the pressure of continuous strong attacks, Jumo High School took the most secure way, biased towards the most tricky position of the ball attack, four bad balls, and escorted the four sticks of Qingdao High School, two out, one or two bases! The next five aces to be ushered in, Qingdao High School still maintains an excellent opportunity to expand points! ”

"Ho ho, or escorted!?"

"It's a bit of a cowardice, but there's no way, it's the final after all."

"If you really want to face off, it's not that there is no chance, and the probability is not small, but the risk is too high."

"It's a wise judgment, provided that the beaters behind it are suppressed."

"The two are out, there are people on first and second base, it's a very delicate situation, but the hitter is Shigerun-kun, it's still worth looking forward to."

"But the first two times were suppressed, right?"

"This can't be generalized, but it still has to be specific to the duel situation of each table."

Very unpredictable situation.

Whether it is Ju Mo's zero-point suppression, or Qingdao High School's one-shot soul, it is not surprising that the victory is completely established in the second half of the sixth game.

"Fifth batter, pitcher, Shigerun-kun."

The trump card ushered in for the third time.

"It's a really delicate opportunity."

Almost at this moment, the focused gaze, Shigerino Shin, who was slowly standing up from the strike preparation area, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked lightly in the direction of the strike zone.

The previous two seats are out.

Especially when his own philosophical team just hit a home run, but he failed to carry on the attack, His Royal Highness the Tyrant seems to be calm as water on the surface, but in fact, deep down he is already in turmoil.

This third time, the second great opportunity!

"I can't let it go again!"

The figure of an ace who stepped on the strike zone.

A striking posture that stands slightly sideways.

Shigerino gripped the metal bat in his palm as he looked straight into the pitcher's mound.

The first duel between the two aces.

The intertwined sights.

“playball！！”

With that high-pitched falling adjudicatory words.

At this moment, an extremely fierce spark burst out.

Two out, one or two base someone's game!

"First goal!"