Very decisive and powerful whipping.

As the power of Seido High School.

In the first game on the stage of the finals, Zengzi Tou, after the first ball swung the bat and hit the first base, the second ball, slightly adjusted the timing of the strike, and then took the biggest step, completely shifting the center of gravity of the body downward, not caring about the deviation of the details and angles, just blindly releasing all his strength.

The ball that was completely suppressed by Masuko Tho tried his best to bombard the ball.

With that violent roar fell.

The ball flew out and flew out of the infield in a high position.

The shadow of the attack that comes to the sky above the center left field.

"Bang"

The ball that slid down.

Slammed into the surface in front of the outfielders.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!?"

"Dada"

"Safe base."

When the stalwart of Jumo who arrived just picked up the ball, Masuko Toru was already about to step on the first base.

The purest force strike.

This is not a force that can be suppressed.

"Damn!"

The face of Rinji Okajo at home base has become a little difficult to look at, not to mention the Hongo Masamune who is on the pitcher's mound, and there is a faint trace of blood flickering in his pupils.

Okashiro Renji didn't expect that the sixth baseman of Qingdao High School could suppress Hongo's ball power by virtue of his strength alone, and the ball just now was obviously slightly off, according to common sense, the most is to bombard the throw-in, and it may even be a high-flying catch, but Masuko Toru can actually pull to the most central position, this hit in front of the middle field, directly makes Jumo face the situation of someone on the base again.

"Oooo Nice hit, Masuko senior. ”

"Haha! Do you see the power that our school is proud of!? ”

"Yo Xi, Yo Xi, Yo Xi, go on."

"Miyuki! It's up to you to perform. ”

"Definitely going to take one, Miyuki!"

This blow that came out with a powerful bombardment.

Break through the line of defense again.

Shigerun, who had just returned to the bench, also raised his eyebrows, he really deserved to be the predecessor of Masuko, that kind of ball power, as long as he didn't deviate too much, he could be suppressed.

With such a terrifying power, it's no wonder that in the original book, it will be the five sticks of Qingdao.

"Seventh stick, Catcher, Miyuki-kun."

Aodo Masam, who walked lightly into the strike zone, looked at Hongo Masamune on the pitcher's hill.

There are also offensive instructions passed from the bench at home.

The corners of Miyuki's mouth curled slightly, revealing a vague smile.

In the original book, there was not until tomorrow spring for the first showdown, this time it was advanced to this summer, and the super high-level catcher, also in a sense, was also a strong hitter's luck, and as soon as he climbed into the strike zone, he chose an open position, holding a short metal bat.

Renji Okajo at home plate also narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you want an infield raid?"

As far as the eye can see, the increase on the first base is also in a posture of starting and stealing the base at any time.

Either it's a bluff or something else.

Okajo Renji didn't believe that this Qingdao Sixth Stick dared to steal the base, and even if it was a base, Okayoka Renji also had that confidence, as long as he didn't have the speed of the Qingdao First Base, he could block it in front of the first base.

"The first goal, a straight ball high in the inside corner, the most important thing is the angle, don't throw it in without any scruples, authentic."

The most obvious difference between top catchers and average catchers is not only in the judgment of the situation, but more importantly, at critical moments, top catchers are always decisive representatives, and there is never such a word as "hesitation" in their dictionary.

See through the intentions, the firm goals.

Quickly gesture out the code.

When the ball cover is set.

"Huh"

The arm that was suddenly raised high shook suddenly.

The Polar Shadow that shines out.

Suddenly through the sky over the infield, the light and shadow that went straight to the depths of home plate.

"Huh!?"

"Huh"

Miyuki reacted, the center of gravity of his body pressed forward, and the metal bat swung hard.

Whistling.

The flickering light and shadow flew over the metal bat, perfectly avoiding the interception.

"Boom!"

The moment you swoop in.

"Good shot!!"

The clear sound of falling and the high-pitched words of adjudication.

Miyuki's face on the strike zone also changed slightly.

"Is it so decisive!?"

The family has obviously put on some strong offensive tendencies, but the pair of Jumo still chose to attack in the inner corner so decisively, I have to say that this pair of Jumo first-year casting has really refreshed Yuxing's perception of them again.

"A catcher who resembles me?"

Miyuki raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Okagi Renji beside him, and a wisp of color flashed in his pupils.

"The second ball, the outside corner is low and straight, and this one is a little bit off."

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

Missed!? No!? Originally, it was biased.

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

Accurate ball control with a maximum of slight distance deviations.

"It's really amazing, wow, this first-year student is almost at the same level as last year's Ashin and Ming, right!?"

Miyuki took a deep breath, gently turned the metal bat in his palm, and looked at Hongo Masamune on the pitcher mound with a very dignified look, how strong was last year's super first-year student Akashi Sheng, Miyuki didn't see it with his own eyes, and he didn't evaluate it, but, now this Hongo Masamune, just two balls just now, Miyuki can be sure that this guy's current strength is not lost to Shigeno and Narimiya at the same age, and its potential is also extremely terrifying.

"Third goal!"

The height of the aim, the polar shadow that appears as a depression.

As he swayed, the cold light that jumped out of the plane, flickered sideways, and quickly advanced to the top plate.

The cold breath of the forest.

A sense of foreboding that comes to mind in the depths of my heart.

"Huh"

"Boom!!"

The cold light that crosses, the bat that is too late to intercept.

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

Dealing with the embarrassed posture of Miyuki's empty swing, the aura emanating from Hongo Masamune on the pitcher's hill is so aggressive at this moment!

"Oh oh oh oh! Nice pitching, Hongo"

"Two out, two out, two out."

"There's one more, take it down directly, authentic!"

The majestic northern weird boy, that belongs to the power that only a high-handed pitcher should have.

is not only in terms of momentum, but also in the most violent way on the scene, it suppressed Qingdao High School.

The Tsukitani Xiao who was on the bench looked at Hongo Masamune who was standing on the pitcher's mound, and his pupils irrepressibly revealed a beautiful brilliance.

Both belong to the first grade, and they both belong to the talented pitchers.

But at this moment!

The impact on Gu Xiao's heart was incomparably great.

The gap between oneself and others.

Not with the seniors.

It's with peers.

There is such a huge disparity!

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"Shortstop!"

"No problem!"

"Smack"

"Out!"

"Three outs, offensive and defensive exchanges!"

I want to be a pitcher like that! If you want to be, you can be the same as Hongo Masamune, no! It's a big pitcher who wants to be even better than him!

Tsukitani Xiao looked at Hongo Masamune, who still had a cold expression, and the hands holding the railing in front of him also clenched more and more at this moment.