The cold that came in.

I want to use a low angle to press the position in the strike zone.

However, when that light and shadow came into Kurachi's eyes.

The provocative eyelids.

"Anyway, there won't be any good way to play in the first place! That uncle will not be the slightest polite! ”

The pupil of the gaze.

The line that was captured.

While the opposite pitcher has not yet fully started the engine.

"Huh"

The stride that came out of it.

A metal bat that swings up quickly.

Low altitude position, aiming at the white sphere.

A small ball that is refracted in.

Mori Leng striker who meets him head-on.

"Pong!!"

The next second.

There was a thud.

"Huh!? Swing the stick at this angle? ”

Ito, who hadn't waited for home plate, to react completely.

"Fly out of here!"

Above the strike zone.

With a deep sigh from Kurachi.

The metal bat that swung out hard.

"Huh"

The moment of flying.

The Polar Shadow of the Dawn.

Instant blasting.

Flying out of the air over home plate and over the second baseman's head.

"Damn!"

Even if the White Dragon second baseman reacted quickly and leaped up, it was a distance that deviated from the height of the ball position to the limit, and the white shadow that could not be touched escaped was a small ball.

"Bang!"

It slammed into the ground in front of the fielders.

The ball then bounces towards a deeper position.

"Hardcore!"

Will be compared to the home plate, Ito's words suddenly rose and shouted sharply.

"Dadada!"

It's like a thunderbolt.

Kurachi's fast-moving figure.

"So fast!?"

"What!?"

Before the stalwart picked up the ball.

It was already a cheetah figure that had crossed the first base.

"Soul Fade Fellow!"

between the electric light and flint.

"Huh"

"Da!"

Above second base.

A clash of speed and time.

"Smack!"

The shadow of the ball that came in.

It's a base bag that can be touched.

"Safe base!"

"Oooo

"Isn't it!?"

"So fast!"

Many spectators in the stands exclaimed, and in the extremely ugly expressions of the people in White Dragon High School, they were dealing with the firm ruling words of the fallen base trial.

And Kuramori's posture with a smug look, raising his right hand high, and jumping up!

"Oooh! It's comparable to, no, the strongest mobility that surpasses the white dragon, this is the cheetah of Qingdao. ”

"Tsk, although it's not the first time I've seen it, but this speed really looks very comfortable."

"It's even more powerful than your own feet, and this is also a big blow to the white dragon."

"No one is out, there are people on second base, and the first inning is a big crisis."

Some of them were unexpected, but they were a reasonable start.

Perfect second base hit.

Although most of it is second base that relies on foot speed.

However, just to see the performance of this hand, the audience in the stands must once again admire the Qingdao cheetah above the second base, only in terms of speed, in the country, there is only one person who can compare, this is the first stick of the king Qingdao - Kuramochi Yoichi.

In the first base bench, there is no mention of the average White Dragon High School player.

Even Superintendent Sasaki frowned slightly at this moment, and while feeling tricky about the situation in front of him, he was also amazed by Kuramochi in front of him, from the perspective of Superintendent Sasaki, Kuramochi Yoichi was undoubtedly the most suitable player for his own team.

"Gunma guys! Do you see it! This is the cheetah-sama that our school is proud of! Unbeatable speed in the sky! Everybody! Be sure to remember this!! ”

In front of the third base bench.

It almost felt like Sawamura was jumping up and down like a supermarket sale, shouting loudly.

It made the spectators in the stands feel ridiculous.

The warehouse on second base has made up their minds, and when they go back, they must take care of their juniors, what is this!

This kid doesn't know what shame is!

"Second baseman, second baseman, Kominato-kun."

No one is out, there are people on second base.

It's the turn of the Seido highest skill fighter with the ability to play long - Kominato Haruichi.

The players of Hakuryu High School who are familiar with all the information of Seido High School.

In particular, Ito, who was squatting at home base, almost as soon as Haruichi stepped lightly into the strike zone, showed an extremely solemn look on his face.

"On third base, watch out for runners to steal bases, and the second baseman is a little to the right, and try to block the hitter's right side of the whip!"

Above home plate.

Ito gestured lightly.

"Hmm!"

"Yes!"

The fielders of White Dragon High School who saw the code also touched the brim of their hats one after another, and the garrison position that quietly moved.

When it comes to the spring market.

Chunshi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp cold glow bloomed in his pupils at this moment.

Parallel sideways, or forward pull-forward guard positions.

This is the formation that Ming Huang put out to block the Qingdao attack.

When I turned sideways slightly.

Haruichi's gaze in the direction of his bench seat.

In front of the bench at third base, Superintendent Kataoka nodded gently but firmly with a grim expression.

Or don't aim at the slider, just keep the rhythm of the attack high!

Very clear and direct code indications.

Especially for the best situation where there are people on second base at the moment.

It doesn't take much.

As long as Haruichi can knock out a hit through the infield, even if it's just a shallow hit point in the closest distance of the outfield, there is a high probability that Kuramochi above second base can run straight back!

Tough front, this is the most Qingdao style, and it is also the best way to attack at the moment, risk? That's something the opponent has to think about, and in this first game, as an attacker, the only thing to think about is attacking! Do your best to break through the garrison of White Dragon High School!

That's all!

“playball！”

Falling high-pitched words.

Above home plate.

Quickly set the ball cover in position.

Within a second.

"Huh"

Pitcher mound above.

Dancing posture.

Shintaro Wangno stared at Kominato Harushi above the strike zone with his eyes, still indifferent, accompanied by the pace of moving forward.

"Huh"

On the occasion of flying.

A bright light flew out from Wang Ye's palm.

Run to the top of home plate.

"Coming!?"

The shadow of the ball that comes into view.

The spring market eyebrows on the strike area are the same, the footsteps that move out quickly, and the figure that pulls out.

"Huh"

Side-down position.

A dancing bat.

A beautiful arc is outlined.

Central-centered location.

"Da!!"

Overlapping shadows.

A clear crash that erupted and rang.

"Huh!?"

Feel the violent vibrations transmitted from the palm of your hand.

The expression of the spring market in the strike zone changed slightly.

A bat that is forcibly depressed.

"Whoosh"

That's almost uncontrollable.

A small ball that flies out upside down.

"Bang"

It slammed into the ground in front of third base.

Before the figure of the third baseman flew over.

"Smack!"

A ball that escapes a second early.

Straight out of the border.

"Out of bounds!"

Fallen verdict words.

What was compared was the cold expression of Chunshi and Wang Ye.