Two good balls, three bad balls.

A matchup with a full number of balls.

This is the most fierce collision between the two teams since the start of the war, it seems that His Royal Highness the Prince who is entangled in death, the resilience shown by the Qingdao line at this moment is not only tricky for the people in the third base bench, but also the neutral spectators in the stands seem to see the hope that Qingdao can turn the tables!

It doesn't need to be much!

Even if Miyuki was only escorted to base.

One person was out, and the base was full of four bats Shigeno Shin.

These viewers have reason to believe.

Qingdao High School has a greater possibility of a turnaround.

Or should it be said that the moment when the Uchino hit, the hit, and the hit in the base pack, the hit will almost be the turn of the four-batter Shigeno Shin.

In this ninth game of confrontation, there is great suspense in the result of this semi-final.

"Hoo 。。。。。。。"

Standing on the pitcher's mound, Cheng Gongming, who bowed slightly, revealed an extremely fierce look in his pupils at this moment.

There was no expected toughness, such entanglement, such a blow.

It's not at all the offensive style of Miyuki Kazuya that Naruto Narumiya used to be familiar with.

This guy in the previous blow,It's almost aimed at what he thinks is the opportunity ball to kill with one hit.,Rice solid throwing,Or should it be said that Cheng Gong Ming is aiming at the style of Miyuki.,In the first few balls,,Even faintly gave a bait-like opportunity.,What you want to use is Miyuki's ability to seize opportunities.,But I don't know if it's seen through by Miyuki.,Or maybe Yuyuki simply changed his target.,Increased strike area,Reduced strike accuracy,A wide range of sniper swings., Ling Cheng Gongming's intention was directly frustrated.

This is a stalemate.

Looking at the awe-inspiring expression of Miyuki in the strike zone.

"Really? Do you want to do everything for your partner? Originally, you were also such a catcher and beater, Yiya! ”

Narumiya's right arm is hidden behind him, and the side of his left arm is gently swaying in front of him, and the figure of Miyuki Kazuya is reflected in his pupils.

"Naruto-san?"

"If you don't vote at this time, when will you wait? Ah Shu! The stage of the future is even wider than this! The so-called decisive ball is prepared for this time! Speed Ball! Right in the middle! I'm not going to keep it! Ah Shu! You're going to catch it for me!! ”

The trump card edge that blooms.

That belongs to the fighting spirit of His Royal Highness the Prince.

It completely erupted at this moment.

The incomparably cold rice ace - Cheng Gong Ming!

Looking at the resolute look of his ace seniors on the pitcher's mound.

The pupils of Tada Noshu squatting at home base shrank suddenly, almost thinking about it between a fraction of a second, and the resolute look that quickly appeared on his face, Tada Noshu nodded heavily.

"Yes! Naruto-san! I'll definitely catch it! ”

Even if the pitch explodes with all his might, it is still difficult for him to catch it, even if the speed ball is one of the change balls that his ace predecessors will have, he is the most difficult to catch, and it is also the most easy to miss the change ball!

But!

The ace has already made up his mind!

Self as a catcher!

"I have to respond to Naruto-san's expectations!!"

Firm angles.

That moves in the center, the one that decisively sets the ball sleeve in place.

"Ichiya! Let's win by one goal! ”

A look of madness appeared on the face of the prince's palace.

Not to mention Miyuki, who stands on the strike zone.

Even the squatting Shigeru who was sitting in the strike preparation area raised his eyebrows, and he sensed a sense of forest.

"It's coming!"

Subconsciously, the bat that Shigerno was holding tightly, and his face also became cold.

"Ichiya!"

The synchronization between the two aces echoes.

Comparing to the striking zone, Miyuki's suddenly dilated pupils, staring closely at the pitcher's mound of Narumiya's suddenly straightened body.

"Ninth ball!"

Nerves focused on one point.

Mobilize all the strength of the body, a stable lower body chassis, and a perfectly twisted waist.

Immerse yourself in it.

The next moment!

"This is it!"

"Boom!"

Roaring.

"Whew!"

A little burst of coldness.

Straight in the sky.

"It's coming!"

When it came into the eyes of all the audience.

"Oooo

The height of the touch, the sights of the zero and a half second.

It's like a stagnant space-time.

At the time of the exclamation of the crowd.

Miyuki's expression on the strike zone was hideous.

The figure that suddenly pulled out.

"Huh!"

Determination of the central position.

The bat that was swinging.

"Damn! Speed Ball! ”

It's already a posture that is close to collapse.

The slow arc.

"Soul Fade Fellow!"

Light and shadow at hand.

Miyuki's bat that she wanted to pull back.

However!

That unforgiving reality, shattered ideals.

"Pong!!"

Even the worst of the worst possible situations.

The tip of the ball that touched the collision together.

"How can it be repaired!"

It's too late to change the direction and want to force the blow out of it.

It's a pity.

The small ball squeezing wildly on the bat was not controlled by Miyuki at all, and the shadow of the ball flew upside down.

"Don't !!"

"Ahh

The shadow of the ball that bounces out head-on.

The emotions that everyone couldn't suppress.

Dramatic general unfolding.

"Bang"

"Run!!"

Runners who are forced to go to base.

"Smack!"

Inami's infielders who don't show any mercy!

The pace of Bai He's strides forward is decisive and swift.

The location of the strike.

"Dada!"

Whether it's Kuramochi and Haruichi's figures running forward.

But!

"Ezaki!"

"Yes!"

The flying shadow.

"Smack!"

It was steadily caught by second baseman Ezaki.

"Whew!"

Swinging arms again.

"Whew!"

Skimming white lines.

The figure that flew past.

"Smack!"

In this moment, it was as if time and space had stood still.

Falling tracks.

The shadow of the ball that didn't enter.

A clear sound sounded.

"Oooo

"Out!"

"Double kill!"

"Three out!"

"End of the game!!!!!"

When the words of the referee resounded throughout the Jingu Stadium at this moment.

It was a scene that cannot be described in words.

Those were all Qingdao people standing still in place.

And the general audience who opened their mouths wide.

"Oooo

"Won !!"

"Double kill! Nice pitching! Your Royal Highness! ”

"It's beautiful, Baihe!"

"Haha! Final!! ”

"We're here!!"

"Qingdao, defeat !!"

Compared to the bench seat of Inami High School, which was completely cheering, the people of Inami who immediately crowded on top of the pitcher's mound and surrounded Narumiya.

In the direction of first base, everyone in Qingdao High School was standing in a stunned posture.

Even Rong Chun, who was usually the most lively, showed an extremely blank look on his face at this moment.

Lose?

They?

Qingdao?

Defeated here?

Rong Chun is still like this, and other people such as Aso, Maeyuan, Hakushu and others can't control their emotions, and the hanging head is already a little uncontrollable.

The Kuramochi and the spring market on the base bag each held the brim of their hats and hung their heads, and they hadn't tasted defeat for a long time.

It's really not the result they wanted.

It's just that the reality is so cruel.

On a high platform.

The Isashiki-senpai, Masuko-senpai and others, who were originally standing up and roaring loudly, also sat down as if they were weak at this moment.

Team Zhe and Senior Chris also silently sighed in their hearts and shook their heads gently.

In front of the bench, Superintendent Kataoka and Hiromitsu Ochiai, as well as Rei Takashima and Minister Ota in the front of the stands, showed different degrees of loneliness.

The hope that I saw was closed with my own hands.

It's never a slap that never arrives.

Shigerino Shin, who slowly stood up from the strike zone, looked at the people of Inami who had gathered in the direction of the pitcher's mound and cheered.

Taking off his hat, the seemingly calm expression, but the right hand that was obviously trembling slightly, Shigerino Shin took a deep breath, the emotion that forcibly wanted to calm down, closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

It's a little heavy, but you have to move your body.

Shigeno walked lightly to Miyuki, who was lying on top of first base, his right hand clenching his fist and pounding the surface.

The expression on Shigero's face softened slightly, and he gently patted Miyuki's shoulder.

"Line up, Ichiya."