"One point apart!"

"Tsk, so this is a duel between famous families!"

"There are still two rounds, do you say that the probability of three highs is high?"

"If you really want to say it, the probability is not particularly high, and if you want to get more than three points from Shigerun-kun, it seems that no team has done it yet, right?"

"Huh? Really?

"It seems to be true!"

"That's really amazing!"

"But, before it was, now it's now, you can't mix it up, right?"

"That's right, the most important thing is that the situation is now tilted to the top three!"

"Anything is possible! Ladies and gentlemen! ”

There is also the confrontation of the last two rounds.

That's the remaining one point of the gap.

Which team can win the match.

This is far from something that the average viewer can predict.

Even those media and magazine reporters who sat in the front row with a little professional judgment could not determine the direction of the game.

Three highs to win?

Qingdao wins?

Just like the opening moment.

It's still a five-to-five situation!

It's still the next game to unfold!

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

"Shigerun?"

Superintendent Kataoka looked at his trump card standing in front of him.

The game went on to this extent.

Although his own line is not weak, and he has found many opportunities, it is just a little bit worse after all, which also makes the game completely become a pitcher battle, the eighth inning! At this point, what you can rely on is the only trump card in the team!

Don't look from the beginning of the game.

On the cowshed, Sawamura, Shimiya, and Kawakami all warmed up in a certain order, accompanied by Ono and Yui.

But His Highness the Tyrant has taken the lead in this game.

There is absolutely no reason to replace the trump card in the back (unless it is due to injury or accident, otherwise according to the current strength and status of Shigerino Shin, even if it is a minimal, almost impossible to find the beginning of the collapse, Kataoka Supervisor is unlikely to replace Shigero, not why!) It's because from the autumn of that year that Shigeno won his current status with his performance! ）

So, in these last two rounds.

The only thing to do is to choose to trust your own trump card.

"Yes, Overseer, no problem!"

With a calm look on his face, the figure of stepping forward slightly, holding his head high, answered loudly!

"Hmmm! Very good! Superintendent Kataoka bowed his head slightly, "In terms of garrison, it is still according to the previous rhythm, the outfield does not need to be too far back, and the infield must be on guard against low-altitude strikes, remember!" It's still us who leads! There's no need to rush, even if there is the occasional accidental hit, just make sure you get the necessary number of outs, and you're good to go! Got it!? ”

Any accident can happen during the game.

Irregular variations of the infield ejection.

Texas hits near the triangle (it seems that there are very few in the leafy book...) ）

These are not reasons for strength.

It's really a blow at the level of luck.

Virtually uncontrolled by humans.

What Superintendent Kataoka wants to explain to his players is that even if this happens, there is no need to be anxious and panicked, one or two hits can't really decide anything, as long as they get the necessary number of outs, the Tianping who won this game is still inclined to their Seido High School.

"Yes, Overseer!!"

Kuramochi, Haruichi, Tojo, Maezono and others who were standing in front of the bench all straightened up and immediately answered in a loud voice.

Almost no support was reached in the attack.

So!

At least during this garrison phase.

Be sure to be an ace to help!

Cover your own trump card!

Win the three high fighters!

"Let's go, then!"

Shigeru Ye tapped the brim of his hat, stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Very delicate situation.

A trace of void is revealed.

will be instantly overturned in attack and defense.

"In the first half of the eighth inning, the attack of the third high school of the city university, the seventh stick, the catcher, Gao Jianjun."

The attack sequence of the lower line that is the turn of the line.

It seems to be an easier situation.

But the game went to this level.

At a time when the power and control of the ball have declined slightly.

No matter what hitter you're facing.

Shigerano could not afford to relax in the slightest.

Not to mention, in the first two beatings.

This three-high catcher still has some sense of finding a blow.

Shigerino was less and less able to let his guard down.

"Come on! Takami! ”

"One book!"

"Take down a big one! It's time to be a hero! ”

"Let's get one for our partner!"

Takami, who stepped into the strike zone, erupted in fierce solidarity from the first-base bench.

"Whew!"

The upright figure, gently exhaling turbidity.

Takami stood sideways, looking in the direction of the pitcher's mound, with a faint glimmer of cold light.

"Ho ho, the expression is terrifying, isn't it? But! Just expressions! ”

“playball！”

"Boom!"

"That's useless!"

Focused gaze, raised arms.

The location of the high point that you are looking at.

Sudden forward steps.

The wave that exploded.

Booming moments.

"Whew!"

The cold light that flew out.

The shadow of the ball that is drawn in.

In an instant.

Burst into front of the high meeting.

The vibrating Polar Shadow.

"Huh!?"

"So fast!"

I haven't waited for Takami to react completely.

It was already a sharp cold light that was forced into front of him in advance.

"Huh!"

Gao Jian, who barely reacted.

The bat that was swung up.

"Pong!!"

There was a loud roar.

"How can it be repaired!"

Completely deviated from the center of the ball.

The shadow of the ball flying upside down.

A high-flying orb that flies towards the most exaggerated position on the left.

"Bang!"

Slammed into the left field outside the boundary.

The location of the fall.

"Out of bounds!"

The verdict of the trial also sounded immediately.

"Second ball!"

Scored a goal.

The second goal is coming!

As far as the eye can see.

The position that catches your eye.

Jumping up and forth.

"Whew!"

The moment the aurora flew out again, the moment it flew in.

"Huh!"

Staggered white shadows.

A small ball refracted under the curve.

Completely avoid the coming bat.

"Huh!?"

"Boom!"

The ball that bends in it changes toward a deeper angle.

"Slice the ball!?"

"Good shot!!"

The sound of falling force.

The words of the ruling followed.

It makes Akira Takami's expression on the strike zone extremely difficult to look at.

Again and again, again and again.

And it's also a refraction that pinpoints the most extreme position.

This simply didn't give Takami any chance to fight back easily.

After the chase.

"Ashin!"

"Hmm!"

Pitchers who quickly reach a consensus.

"Whew!"

The chill that jumped out for the third time.

"Huh!"

"Oops!"

When Takami just relied on his own instinct, subconsciously wanted to follow the ball and shake his arms.

A swinging bat.

It was still a shadow far away in the sky.

Takami's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Palm Ball!?"

However, this is already a bat that cannot be recovered.

A bat that seems to be wielding it mightily, but it is actually a perfect miss.

Takami could only watch the small white ball, which accurately sank into the ball sleeve of Miyuki behind him.