Chapter 525: Champion, There Can Only Be One!

Hold your breath, the axis of the body that is depressed.

The whole body that is tense up cannot have the slightest relaxation and withstand the pressure.

Shigerun's right arm was raised again, and he pressed the center of gravity of his body in front of him, mobilizing all the strength of his body, and condensed the nerves on the fingertips.

Aim at the position at the lower side of the four corners.

"Huh"

The arms that flicked down, the cold rays that flew out.

Flashing in front of you.

The next second.

The sound of breaking the air began.

The balls that flew and attacked suddenly came from the bottom of the home plate.

"Outside Corner Straight!!"

In the strike zone, Takahiro Ohmae quickly made a judgment, and the pace that was pulled apart did not need to be considered too much, and the metal bat that was waved with all his might.

"Huh"

Dancing metal, blooming cold luster.

"Pong"

At the critical point, the metal bats and small balls that collided violently made a piercing grinding sound, and the slightly irrepressible sinking ball power.

Takahiro Ohmae frowned.

"Drink!!"

Towards the sinking body center of gravity, swinging up the figure.

"Huh"

The frantically squeezed ball on the bat was swept out, and the pressure resisted, and the shadow of the ball flew out upside down, straight towards third base.

Masuko's predecessor looked stunned, and the figure that quickly flew out, in mid-air, the white light had already rushed out half a step in advance, and smashed on the surface outside the boundary line.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds."

The sound of the base trial verdict sounded, and the small white ball that smashed into the outside wall of third base.

Let Miyuki at home plate can't help but smack his tongue slightly.

It's time for the ninth game.

Can you still deal such a powerful blow?

"Sure enough, you can't have the slightest slackness."

Clenched slightly, and released his right hand, Miyuki also slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"However, since then, the layout is complete."

The squinting eyes, the tall and strong sound and shadow in his eyes, a cold glow flashed in the depths of Miyuki's eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his slightly upturned mouth.

The gesture code that was lightly drawn again at the bottom.

"Ashin, throw it here next, and then, finish him off with the next ball!!"

Courageous, courageous, without the slightest hesitation to make a gesture code.

The idea of matching the offense to the end.

The position of the ball sleeve that comes into the eye, and the gesture code on it.

Pitcher mound above.

Shigerino's eyes were also slightly bent, and a smile was revealed.

You're a great catcher, too.

Move with your heart.

The arms that moved again, the posture that retracted, and the adjustment of the appropriate position.

Stepping, waving arms, when the dust is stirring.

"Third Ball"

"Whoosh"

The white light that flew out, and in the next moment, it was a awe-inspiring ball that burst straight into the sky above home plate, adjacent to the high altitude position in the outer corner.

Still calm posture, that immobile figure like a mountain.

A metal bat held tightly in your hand.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the small white ball that was approaching, without the slightest disturbed aura.

As far as the eye can see.

A swirling glow that enters the pupils.

A decision in a moment.

The steps that were about to be taken out were forcibly stopped in Miyuki's suddenly wide eyes, and the shadow of the ball was sitting and watching.

"Knock"

Flying forward.

"Bad balls."

The words of the presiding judge that fell made Shigeno and Miyuki frown at the same time.

"This ball, you didn't swing the bat!?"

Not obvious bad ball trajectory.

On the contrary, it should be said that it is a very delicate position, although the probability of judging a bad ball is relatively high, but in the second half of the ninth game, it is already being chased, according to common sense, the hitter should swing the bat, right!?

"Does this guy have such confidence or boldness!?"

There are no results out of the stick.

As a result, the code of the next ball, Yu Xing became a little hesitant.

Originally, it was intended to be a decoy.

If you get the number of outs by luck, another said, even if you don't, it doesn't matter, the basic purpose of itself is to induce the big front to swing the bat, to pave the way for the next ball, but, now there is no swing, you can't deepen the memory in the depths of the big front's mind, the code of the next ball, it's really not easy to play.

Majestic breath.

Tall and burly figure.

Takahiro Ohmae's cold face caught the moment in Miyuki's eyes.

Miyuki gritted his teeth, intending to make the code again.

"What are you hesitating about, Ichiya."

Pitcher mound above.

The light refracted from Shigero's pupils.

Instantly met Miyuki's eyes.

"If you don't do it at this time, when will you do it!? Hesitation, but that's not our style. ”

I want to take down my opponent!

You have to have the consciousness of being blasted out.

Not to say!

If you are bombed out too much, you don't dare to win, so you will cringe.

"Here! It's the perfect time, Ichiya, use this ball to take this guy!! ”

The face-to-face posture, the pupils that reflect each other's figures.

Shigeno Shin.

He is a pitcher who will never give up.

"Hehe, you're you, Ashin, Yo Xi! Then it's a showdown here, and if I'm blown out, I'm not responsible!! Lord Tyrant!! ”

"No problem!!"

A hideous look, a burst of light in the pupils.

"It's coming! It's time to win! ”

The waves and breaths of terror that exploded.

In the strike zone, Takahiro Ohmae smelled an extremely dangerous aura.

The kind of breath that can make him feel the most real chill.

As the intuition of a strong beater, as many years of experience in four sticks, I am telling Takahiro Ohmae.

This is a signal that the opponent wants to win!!

The muscles that tightened up in an instant, the body that became more and more straight, the nerves that were concentrated all over the body, and the powerful aura that exuded.

"Me! Definitely won't back down here! Champions, there is only one! We are three high! Absolutely not going back!! ”

The decisive posture that is indicated.

It belongs to the amount of three high-ranking and four-stick instruments.

"Hehe...

Feel the terrifying aura that hits your face.

Shigeru Ye tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a faint smile came out.

Champion, there is only one!?

No!!!

In my eyes!

"Champion! It can only be one!! ”

"That's it, our Qingdao High School!"

The hideous face, the flickering pale golden halo in the pupils, as if replaced by scarlet blood at this moment, the raised arms.

Hold the ball in the palm of your hand.

Aim for the direction of that home plate.

The location next to each other is high.

The pupil of the gaze.

An explosion in the middle of a point.

"Boom!"

Stepping forward, the sky is full of dust.

"Huh"

A ray of brilliance, a laser beam that erupts.

Emergent.

Hit the past ball toward home plate.

"It's coming!"

The next second.

A sonic boom bursting open.

It's like being able to pierce the dimension.

Mori cold incomparably metallic luster.

The light and shadow that catches your eye.

"This is it!!"

The fierce look in Takashi Ohmae's pupils also became more and more intense.

A metal bat that is swinging with all its might.

At the bottom of that side.

Close distance between the battles.

at the limit height.

"Victory!"

"We'll take it down!!"

From the deep cry of the heart, the refracted trajectory, the cold glow of breaking into the forbidden area.

Bouncing over the bat.

The beautiful luster that blooms out of the way is perfectly sideways.

The faint light of the fire was extinguished in the wind.

The look of despair.

That gesture of cheering!

"Boom!!"

With that intense and clear sound fell.

"Good ball, hitter out!!!"

The high-pitched and passionate words of the chief judge!

Pitcher mound above.

Shigerino's clenched fists raised his wanton shouts were incomparably agitated.

It's like a declaration!

The arrival of the champion!!

We're ahead!

Invincible!!