"In the first half of the first inning, the attack of Yuei High School, the first baseman, second baseman, Yuto-kun Suzuki."

A first-year newcomer on top of the pitcher's mound.

The so-called rookie debut.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the pitcher's mound at this moment.

"The little pitcher of the first grade, let me see what is so special about you."

Yuto Suzuki, who was carrying a metal bat, walked slowly into the strike zone with a very light look, and the figure standing sideways flashed an extremely sharp cold light in his eyes in the direction of the pitcher's mound.

“playball！！”

Yuto Suzuki, who was in a striking position, spoke in the high-pitched words of the referee who sounded behind him.

The position is moderate, and it does not put on a very aggressive offensive posture.

This made Miyuki at home base show a little surprise.

"It seems that Yu Rong is also very calm? In that case, it's all the more necessary to incite these guys. ”

The corners of Miyuki's eyes curved slightly, revealing a faint and meaningful smile.

The gesture code that flew out at the bottom.

"For the first ball, let's have a greeting gift, a high straight ball in the middle position, go all out to release your ball speed, down valley."

It should be said that at the moment when the starting lineup came out, Miyuki and Chris were the first players to understand the strategic intent of their own supervision, not only because they wanted to exercise the valley, but also because of the valley's big speedball, but it was the most suitable as an opening gift, especially in dealing with a team like Yurong High School, which has a lot of small means and a lot of cleverness.

"First goal!"

"Coming!?"

"Oooo

In that Suzuki Yuto, the tens of thousands of people in the stands and even the attention of the national audience.

Pitcher mound above.

Xiao's raised arms were as if an extremely fierce blue flame had risen from his pupils.

"Boom!"

The steps forward, the arms that suddenly flailed.

"Huh"

At the moment of roaring, the aurora that suddenly appeared.

In an instant.

It's like a beautiful laser beam.

It was as soon as the Shining Flare flew in.

Suzuki Yuto's pupils in the strike zone shrank suddenly, and his body seemed to be stiffened for a moment, and before he had time to react, the space that was stagnant, in the round eyes of everyone, quickly rushed into the white polar shadow.

"Knock !!"

An extremely strong and ferocious sound fell.

"Good shot!!"

Compare to the high-pitched ruling voice of the presiding judge.

There is also the word "151KM" that appears on the electronic scoreboard in real time.

At this moment, while making everyone gasp, in the next second, the atmosphere of the entire stadium was instantly ignited.

"What the hell!? What was that just now!? That sound!? It's a joke, right!? ”

"151KM, a few kilometers faster than Shigeruno-kun, and a first-year pitcher who broke the 150KM mark, Nima!? Are you sure you're not kidding me? ”

"Even if you have an ace like Shigerun, is there such a super first-year genius pitcher!?"

"Who just said that this first grade is nothing special? Stand up and see if I don't kill you. ”

"It's amazing, it's amazing, it's 151KM in the first grade, and it's not going to go directly to the 160KM mark after graduating from high school? By the way, isn't this the highest speed this guy has right now? ”

"No, no, no, I want to take a stroke, I want to take a stroke, I feel a little unresponsive."

"Oh my God, has Qingdao High School been all about the Monster League for the past two years? Forget about the beaters coming one after another, does the monster pitcher mean that they come once a year!? Do you have to give other college teams a way to live? ”

The irrepressible emotions, the shocking expressions that appeared on the faces of each audience, the unbelievable words, the noisy discussions that could not be stopped, at this moment, everyone had to be shocked by the pitcher's mound, a pitcher who can throw more than 150KM is not very exaggerated in Koshien, although rare, but not to the point that it will shake everyone, but if you add a definition of a first-year pitcher in front of this, it will be completely different.

The audience is still like this, and Yu Rong High School, which is the opposing party, is even more shocked by Akira Tsuki's pitch, and some of the other players from Yu Rong High School who are on the bench have round eyes, grow their mouths, and look at Tsukitani standing on the pitcher's mound with an incredible look, and the Shimazaki supervisor in front of the bench can hardly hide the shocked look on his face.

"Is that so special? A first-year pitcher? ”

Superintendent Shimazaki shook his head lightly with a look of amazement, thinking to himself.

It has a high speed straight ball of more than 150KM.

Such a talented pitcher does have the capital, and he is qualified to start in the match against their Yurong High School, and it may be said that this kind of straight ball with the purest destructive power is the most intuitive and obvious to the suppression of their own team's line.

"Second ball!"

"Whew!"

There was no need for a stagnant offensive option, and the polar shadow that once again emerged from the pitcher's mound came from the side position, and pressed down in front of home plate.

Yuto Suzuki, who was in the strike zone, gritted his teeth and quickly leaned forward with his instinctive reaction, pressing down all the weight of his body and swinging the metal bat with all his might.

"Huh"

But there was still a fatal deviation in the prediction of the ball speed, and there was no time to catch up with the swing.

"Boom!!"

The ball scurried away from the side of the metal bat.

A small ball that flew into the Miyuki ball set behind him.

Another loud roar.

"Good shot!!"

Compare to the impassioned ruling words of the presiding judge.

Yuto Suzuki's face in the strike zone also became a little ugly.

"Is it still a little slower to swing the stick at such a time!? This little pitcher of Qingdao is really amazing!! ”

Suzuki Yuto took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the pitcher's mound with blazing eyes.

It also completely dispelled everyone's doubts about Xiaogu before the game.

"The third ball."

Chase two balls without stopping.

What Miyuki wants is the most efficient and enjoyable rhythm of the garrison.

The fast gesture of the finger fork ball is coded.

In the next moment.

When Yuto Suzuki made up his mind, he boldly stood at the front of the strike zone, intending to use the fastest swing to intercept Shizutani's high-speed straight ball.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow that flew straight in, and the arc trajectory that suddenly fell at a rapid speed when it came to home plate.

Suzuki Yuto's face turned blue instantly.

"Huh"

"Boom!"

Perfectly avoided arcs, metal bats that missed again.

"Good shot, hitter out!"

In an extremely pleasant way, he struck down the first hitter.

Push the atmosphere of the entire Koshien Stadium to another extreme climax!!