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The shadow of the ball that didn't enter.

"It's coming! Straight ball? No! It's a change ball! ”

Medial high angle position.

It's very noticeable to hit the ball high in the chest.

A goal that means a lot of power.

Ito, who wanted to use this ball to compress the living space of the hitter as much as possible, did not expect that after the first goal just now, Qingdao also made up his mind.

As far as the eye can see.

Look at the shadow of the ball that rushed in.

Bai Shu in the strike zone couldn't help but think of the attack instructions that he had just supervised in his own mind.

Sideways forward steps.

Above third base.

The figure that also started suddenly.

"Runner starts!"

It was almost at the moment of the start of the cang.

Honda's face changed and he shouted.

"Oooh!? Forced points!? ”

"This is going to go head-to-head!?"

"Block? Unstoppable? ”

"Can Qingdao get a point!?"

Soaring figure.

Above home plate.

Hakushu's striking posture that quickly bent over.

On the court, they move individually.

"Pong!"

Front position.

Just the shadow of the ball that was intercepted.

As if fluttering, it was pulled horizontally by Hakushu to the small ball above the surface in front of him on the right side.

"Huh"

The moment the house ejected out.

"Bang"

The thud of the landing.

"Dada-da-da!"

The second baseman who runs forward is Urushihara.

"Smack!"

The ball that could be intercepted at the limit.

Before Urushihara could turn around, he wanted to throw the ball to home plate.

"Pass the first base!"

In the direction of home plate, the somewhat angry voice of the catcher was heard.

I haven't waited for Urushihara to think about it yet.

The instinct of the body is to prompt Urushihara to shake his arms.

It's just the moment when the ball is thrown.

The afterglow of Urushihara's slight sideways turn.

The figure that caught his eye had already slipped into home plate.

made the second baseman of White Dragon High School shrink his pupils.

"So fast!"

It's simply an unstoppable base.

In a moment.

This is a painful decision that must be made.

"Whoosh"

The shadow of the ball that came out of his hand.

"Smack!"

Before Hakushu will run halfway through the base line.

"Out!"

Although it was easy to win the first number of outs of the inning, before the out, it was already a position to return to home plate early.

"Safe base!"

And this ruling discourse shouted earlier than out.

All of them made the expressions of the players of White Dragon High School extremely exciting.

"Haha! Nice, Kuramochi seniors! ”

"Yo Si! That's the second point in the game and the fourth point in the game! ”

"Go on! Go on! It's up to you, Lord Four. ”

"There's still a runner on third base, Miyuki-kun! Take one and come on! ”

Quite enthusiastic third base bench, one after another to score points, which made the momentum of Qingdao High School reach its peak in this inning, especially above the third base, and there is just a blow from Hakushu forced to climb the third base of the spring market, the follow-up Miyuki and Shigerano's own two most reliable hitters exist, Qingdao High School players have reason to believe that their team can continue to score!

It's not impossible to completely defeat the white dragon ace in this game!

The four sticks that stood up in the strike preparation area - Miyuki Kazuya.

Five sticks from the bench with a smile on his face and steps out - Shigerano Shin.

Above the scene.

The heavy pressure that comes with this.

It was as if it was coming from all directions, and a little bit was gathered on the pitcher's mound.

Wang Ye's entire heartstrings were completely tightened at this moment.

Feel the great mental pressure.

Plus a high-intensity pitch that came down seven innings in a row.

Wang Ye's forehead was already oozing a lot of sweat at this moment.

This unbearable feeling of oppression.

Wang Ye's breathing became a little short.

"Fourth stick, Catcher, Miyuki-kun."

Gentle pace, calm sound.

However, this swept away the fierce coercion.

"It's a bit of a big problem...

It's not just the average player on the pitch.

As the head coach, Superintendent Sasaki felt extremely tricky at this time.

Because he simply does not know how to solve the current bad situation.

On the vast outer field lawn.

Soichiro Mima, the stalwart of the middle hand, also looked at the infield range with a very serious expression, and clenched his hands hard, even if it was just an outfielder, this superstar-level player of White Dragon High School, at this moment, a feeling of extreme aggrieved came from the depths of his heart.

You can't attack your own home.

The sharpest weapon that relies on the pillars, there are almost no moments that really work (even if the first two games are forced to Sawamura, but there is no score, it is equivalent to zero effect, sports competition, the most intuitive performance is to score!) Seven rounds down to zero points, which is already very telling the problem! ）

On the contrary, their own team has been repeatedly injured in the garrison.

The three-game attack that finally survived the mid-game.

In the offensive and defensive battle in the second half of this seventh game.

was actually seized by the other side again, such a fierce attack.

"Wang Ye...

Look at the back of his own ace on the pitcher's mound.

Meima's sword eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, clenched his right fist, and whispered.

The pressure of the whole thing.

This is a situation that is difficult to adjust in a short period of time.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

Especially looking at Miyuki in the strike zone, he didn't move at all.

"Second ball!"

"Huh"

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!"

Even if he has a stable mentality like Shintaro Wangno, he is more or less stimulated at this moment, and the pitch that has obviously become shaken.

Ito's face became a little anxious as he squatted on home plate.

"Third goal!"

Sliders that cannot be easily matched.

Even the squirting ball has to be considered.

It can only be Wang Ye, who relies on straight balls to adjust.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

The ball is a little bit inward.

Miyuki in the strike zone will bombard it unceremoniously.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

A burst of power at the tipping point.

This is the power of the ball that is suppressed.

"Damn!"

is already the white dragon ace who has reached the limit.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!"

Still still hasn't withstood the pressure brought by Qingdao in this game.

"Fifth ball!"

The shadow of the ball that is refracted in.

Obviously too high off the ball.

Miyuki doesn't need any movement.

"Huh"

"Smack"

The shadow of the ball that jumped in.

High-altitude position.

Ito had to get up slightly and straighten his ball sleeve before he could intercept the ball.

"Bad ball!"

"Four bad balls, escort."

The ultimate, the ultimate.

It's still the Miyuki who was forced to escort the four sticks.

"Alas。。。。。"

And it was also at the moment when he saw his ace pitcher escorting the Qingdao four bats in desperation.

The right fist that Superintendent Sasaki had been holding on the first bench quietly released at this moment and sighed lowly.

"Fifth stick, stalwarts, Shigerun-kun."

His Highness the Tyrant who walked slowly.

A situation where one person is out, and there are people on first and third base.

Shigerino shin walked lightly to the strike zone, and as he stood sideways, he looked at Wang Ye's obviously pale expression on the pitcher's mound, and smiled lightly.

"Wang Yejun, the game is over!!"