Mahara High School may have been a very strong team under the supervision of Guoyou, but that is already a matter of the old yellow calendar, in today's era, Mahara High School can only be regarded as a team in the middle and lower reaches of the country, although it can enter Koshien can also prove that the strength of Mahara High School at this time is not bad, but unfortunately, in the face of the team of Qingdao High School, the weakness of Mahara High School is vividly reflected.

"Three sticks, stalwarts, Izaki-kun."

No one is out, there are people on first and third base, and the hitting zone is about to usher in the most terrifying strong home run hitters of Qingdao High School, not to mention the other spectators, even Ma Yuan High School itself does not think that it can suppress the follow-up hitters of Qingdao High School with zero points, the only difference is whether they can control the damage to a minimum, which is what they are looking forward to.

“playball！”

It's just that no matter how you look at it, Izaki Jun's angry appearance leads Mahara High School to be captured, especially Satogi, who is the catcher, has a very scared feeling.

"Normal, normal, the other party is just a high school student, there is still a chance."

Limu gritted his teeth, forcibly calmed down his emotions, and lightly compared the gesture code at the bottom, and the ace pitcher of Ma Yuan High School on the pitcher mound also nodded solemnly with a solemn expression.

Take a deep breath and look at each other.

The arms that moved high formed a straight line in the direction of home plate, and suddenly shook down, and the shadow of the ball flew straight in the direction of home plate.

"Whoosh"

"Here we are."

In front of the neighbors, the brilliance that appeared at a glance.

"Huh"

If you look at the right position, you don't think about it, it's a metal bat that spills out.

"Pong"

The overlapping black shadows, the dull sound of exploding, and the subtle sensation in the palm of the hand, Izashaki's face did not change, but the cold color in the pupils became more and more intense, and the metal bat that was forcibly pressed downwards was suddenly swung out, and a roar erupted.

"Huh"

"Bang"

The ball flew out with an extremely fast momentum, and the face of the first baseman at Mahara High School changed, and before he could fly out, the ball had already smashed on the surface.

"Out of bounds!!"

Fortunately in the midst of misfortune, the ball that was very cleverly ejected, and the verdict of the base trial also fell at the same time.

"Hoo 。。。。。"

It was also at the same time that the words of the base trial fell.

Including Limu at home plate, many Mahara High School players were relieved in their hearts, fortunately out of bounds, otherwise, they would have lost points on the first goal.

"Hey, a little taller?"

Isashiki senior shook his head a little dissatisfied, and smacked his lips and said.

Looking back, I re-set my striking stance.

"Boy! I won't have such good luck in the next ball! ”

The hideous look on Jun Isashiki's face seemed to be like this, and it made the Mahara High School ace pitcher on the pitcher's mound twitch slightly in the depths of his heart, and this terrifying sense of oppression made people feel breathless.

Gritting his teeth, the will to absolutely not give in, in the next second when Riki made another gesture code.

"Huh"

The standard high leg raise move, aiming at home plate, straightening up the arm, aiming at the direction of the catcher ball cover, and dancing with all his might.

In the next second, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the bright shadow flying in front of him.

Absolutely no evasion.

A small ball that is close to you.

"It's coming! Soul Fade Guy! ”

The arc that came into view, the trajectory that measured clearly, and a red light flashed in Izashaki's pure pupils.

"Huh"

The metal bat that swung hard.

"Pong!!"

"Still caught!?"

The most tricky ball path that he chose with all his might was simply an explosion that was unleashed with all his might, but Ma Yuan High School Pitcher was still a little desperate to find that his own pitch still couldn't suppress the Qingdao three-player.

"Boom"

The waves of air that exploded, the aurora that rushed out.

"Oooo

At the same time as the enthusiastic cheers from the bench and the stands of Seido High School, the galloping white light quickly crossed the sky over the infield and was adjacent to the small ball in the air in the right field.

"Snap"

When the fielders of Ma Yuan High School did not have time to react, they fell down with a very rapid momentum.

"Dada"

"Safe base!!"

Easy timely hit, unbearable strong attack, Mahara High School still lost a point in anticipation, Qingdao High School with three bats Izashaki Jun's strong blow, the first to win a city, the first to gallop points!!

"An impeccable blow, a sharp blow, a straight ball that caught the inside corner, a perfect flying situation, Qingdao three bats, Izakikun was very accurate to pull this ball to the right field, the runner at third base successfully returned to home plate, Qingdao High School galloped a little first!!"

"Oh oh, good job, Iza Senpai."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"Jun-san!!"

"Haha, that's how it goes."

"Defeat your opponent in the first game."

"Rush, rush, rush."

"Come on, King Qingdao."

The extremely shocking cheering voice is not only the momentum suppression on the court and bench, but even the support team in the stands will burst out to fully suppress the opponent's momentum!!

"Four bats, first baseman, Yuuki-kun."

Blows in three bursts.

The base of the Triple Guard.

Qingdao High School's explosiveness in the first game made Ma Yuan High School a little unbearable, although they were very aware of the difference in strength between each other, but it was too uncomfortable to be beaten like this.

Then, they discovered, the real hell was just beginning now.

The slender figure.

With an indifferent and confident look, just standing there, the captain of the four balls of the Qingdao Road can bring infinite pressure - Tetsuya Yuuki.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

Listen to the thunder in the silence!

A quiet eruption under the silence, a blow that shook the heavens and the earth!

"Why!?"

"It's a bad ball!!"

"Whoosh"

Ma Yuan High School's ace, who had already deliberately adjusted the angle and threw bad balls, had already made up his mind to use the offensive four bad to protect the Ma Yuan High School catcher of the Zhe team, but he found that he still underestimated the strength of the four batters of Qingdao High School.

The cold light that flew out swept through the air with a bright arc of white light, as dazzling as a pop.

"Bang!!"

The shadow that smashed hard into the stands behind the left fielder.

"Oh oh oh!!"

After catapulting and rolling twice on the surface, he was intercepted and held in his hand by a quick-eyed spectator, and in the next moment, the spectator shouted out in a very exaggerated decibel voice!!

"It's out!! A three-point home run that hit the left field, in the second half of the first inning, the king of the Tokyo area, Aomichi, without the slightest mercy, a powerful blow, after the first gallop point, four bats, Tetsuya Yuuki, with a swift attitude, forcibly captured the bad ball in the high position of the outside corner, and the brutal blow won a fatal home run! Qingdao High School instantly widened the score gap to four points!! ”