Take control of the rhythm of the situation.

White Dragon High School's tentative intentions are completely bankrupt.

Two outs, the turn of the third batter.

He is also the absolute core player in the team.

"Soichiro, let go and fight."

Since it has reached this stage, there is no need to stick to the tactical goal before the game, the second out, the situation is already relatively unfavorable to Bailong, and adhere to the previous approach, that is, there is a problem with the brain, here we should believe in the players, and let the players make their own choices to cause the breaking effect as much as possible.

Based on this, Superintendent Sasaki gave instructions to Mima, who was about to set foot in the strike zone, to attack at will.

"Yes, Overseer!"

The moment Meima saw the code, he also touched the brim of his hat, indicating that he understood.

Not four sticks though.

But Soichiro Mima is definitely the core and most powerful existence of Hakuryu High School.

The reason why it is placed in the three-stick position.

This is the biggest trust that Sasaki has in his own player.

Dispatch the whole team.

Connecting link.

It can not only delay the offensive of the upper line, but also turn the tide at a critical moment.

For example, in a scene like the one in front of him, the most critical person who can prevent the opponent from getting three up and three downs and directly control the situation is the three-stick beater, and Soichiro Mima is in such a position in the White Dragon High School team.

Not four sticks.

However, it has a more important strategic position and tactical value than the four sticks.

Just set foot in the strike zone Soichiro Mima.

The power that spreads.

It made Yu Xing's eyes on home plate narrow slightly, and the last trace of relaxed mentality left before was completely abandoned at this moment, and the qi machine sensed within the range, this white dragon's pool noodle three-stick beater, is an extremely dangerous character, as long as there is a slight deviation in the position, he will definitely be bombarded out without hesitation.

"There's one of the most troublesome guys!"

A slight squint in the eyes.

The figure of the beautiful horse that came into view.

The corners of Yu Yu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a seemingly good-looking, but actually extremely cold arc.

And at this moment.

Shigerano Shin is in the farthest position of the Nakamido.

He also looked at Soichiro Mima, who stepped on the strike zone, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a different look appeared on his face.

If you talk about the White Dragon High School team.

Who can actually threaten Shigeruno's words in a real sense.

That's definitely this Soichiro Mima.

Superb striking power, absolute top-notch running speed (second only to Kuramochi and Carlros), slender ball sense, and most importantly the ability to take chances and the most terrifying concentration.

Don't say that the current Sawamura, even if it is replaced by Shigeno or Chenggong to deal with this white dragon three-stick, you must have the most cautious attitude, otherwise, even if you can suppress the other white dragon fighters, you may fall on this Mima Soichiro.

Moreover, it is still a particularly miserable kind.

"This is the biggest and most suitable trial for you, Rong Chun."

Shigeno looked at the back of Sawamura on the pitcher's hill, and a faint golden halo appeared in his pupils, and he whispered.

“playball！”

The picture that turns around, above the strike zone.

The figure of a beautiful horse who has stepped on.

The high-pitched words that fell.

"First goal!"

Looking at Soichiro Mima's slightly open position.

Yu Xing's eyebrows raised slightly, and he didn't politely draw a gesture code at the bottom.

"Let's take a look at the movements of this Mima-kun from the outside corner first, Sawamura!"

The more in such a tempo leading situation.

The more careful it becomes.

The agreement reached by the surrender.

At the moment of seeing the code.

"Yes!"

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura nodded heavily, bowed slightly, and in the next moment, suddenly straightened up.

Arms raised high.

With that vigorous forward footsteps.

"Boom!"

Passing by.

Flying dust.

"Whew!"

Dealing with the wave that exploded.

A bright light flew out.

Depressed position.

Straight to the top plate.

Channeling at the edges.

"Huh!?"

Striking the zone does not require any thinking.

In an instant.

"Huh"

Sideways steps out.

"Boom!"

A wave of air that exploded.

The moment it soars.

on the outside position.

"Pong!!"

The overlapping light and shadow.

"Huh?"

Feel the delicate vibrations on the bat.

Mima's brows furrowed slightly.

"Huh"

The blow that could not be controlled.

The ball that flew upside down.

"Bang"

It slammed into the ground in front of third base.

And then the ball that bounces out.

"Out of bounds!"

The words of the ruling of the fallen base.

"Oooo

In the stands, every spectator widened their eyes at this moment.

"Although the gap is a few tenths of a second, if you don't calculate the timing correctly, it is very easy to be squeezed by the striker, so you still have to hit a little earlier, and if you change the speed ball, try to use the whip as much as possible to play the stick at the most extreme moment to avoid the risk."

It's just a goal.

This can quickly discern the pros and cons.

Mima on the striking area gently shook the metal bat on his palm, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, rearranged the striking posture, and from his body, at this moment, an extremely calm aura came out.

"It's terrible concentration, this is the first seat, but the more you have to do this, the more you can stimulate your potential, Sawamura!"

Above home plate.

Miyuki looked at the pitcher mound, it can be said that he was driven by the momentum of the beautiful horse, and thus Sawamura, who had also become highly concentrated mentally, cold and focused, and the pupils that bloomed with a light golden halo.

"Second goal! Come on, Sawamura! Let me see your highest explosive power at this moment! ”

Focus on the hitter in front of you.

Nerves focused on one point.

Dealing with the code that Miyuki was quickly typing underneath.

"Inside corner high through ball!"

It's not just a straight ball!

It's a straight ball exclusive to Sawamura Eijun.

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

Above the top.

A small ball clutched in the palm of your hand.

Steps forward.

"Boom!"

The wave that swept up.

The surging breath that rolls in.

"Whew!"

A little concentration.

The next second.

Suddenly.

The cold glow that flew out.

The ultimate location.

"Inside Straight Ball!"

When it came into the eyes of Mima.

Arcs that have been crossed.

The coercion of the front of the side comes with a sense of coldness.

All of a sudden.

The U.S. and horses in the strike zone did not hesitate at all.

Footsteps ahead.

"Huh"

A metal bat that is swung with all his might.

"It's coming!"

When it comes to view.

"What!?"

The shadow of the ball shook suddenly.

It was a straight ball that seemed to accelerate suddenly.

A swinging bat.

"Pong!!"

I can't restrain myself a little.

Black and white shadows colliding together in advance.

"Soul light!"

The beautiful horse that suddenly changed color, the clenched teeth.

Swing it out.

The next second.

"Whew!"

A dazzling light that rises to the sky.

Flashing out of the field high in the air.

"Oooo

Above the stands.

Many viewers also couldn't restrain their emotions at this moment, and burst out into an extremely violent exclamation.