Twelve rounds of extremely torturous confrontation.

Qingdao High School is of course under endless pressure, but the side of Inagi Industrial High School may not be very easy to treat, Shigerino Shin's tenacity that once again exceeded the expectations of the Kuniyu Supervisor, even though from the tenth inning, four hits were knocked out in the third inning, but still held the home plate without losing points, so that the originally expressionless face of the Kokutomo Supervisor couldn't help but reveal an extremely solemn look.

Don't look at the national friend supervisor himself in the bench and said to his own players, drag it out until the end of the fifteenth inning, it doesn't matter if he fights again on a later day, in fact, the national friend supervisor himself still believes that the winner will be decided today, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for Shigeru to survive to the end, and the only remaining pitcher in Qingdao High School, second-year Tanba Koichiro, looks like an experienced second-year pitcher on paper.

In fact, it is in the eyes of the supervision of the national friend.

He is a pitcher who is full of flaws and can be easily defeated.

It stands to reason.

Seido High School should have been forced to replace the exhausted Shigerino Shin in the eleventh or twelfth inning, and then, their Inagi Industrial High School directly defeated the substitute Tanba Koichiro head-on and won the game.

And, most importantly.

The supervisor of the national friend looked sideways at his own bench, almost Cheng Gongming, who was about to sit on the bench, there was not much emotional change on his face, but deep down, he sighed softly, and did not force the opponent's pitcher to a desperate situation, but his own pitcher was about to be unable to hold on?

The eyes of the Guoyou superintendent flickered slightly, and he thought secretly in his heart.

"Harada, the next game, substitutions, Iguchi, the next game is up to you...

"Overseer, I can still keep throwing, I can still keep fighting!!"

The words that have not yet been finished, the firm words that suddenly sounded, where the side eyes were, everyone in the bench seat of Daocheng Industrial High School fixed their eyes on Cheng Gong Ming, who raised his head, and the firm look that appeared in his pupils was still burning with the flame of unyielding fighting spirit, Cheng Gong Ming would never allow himself to fall before that guy.

Shigerun who played in the fourth game.

Narimiya who played in the sixth game.

He obviously threw fewer innings than that guy, and that guy was obviously still standing on top of the pitcher's mound with great bravery, and Narumiya Ming's pride would never allow him to be replaced at this time.

The stubborn gaze, the condensed pupils, the pupils without the previous frolic and jokes, fixed in the atmosphere of this moment, the Guoyou superintendent looked at Cheng Gongming in front of him lightly.

"Do you think you can still stop the Qingdao line? In the last game, you almost got blown out, didn't you? If it hadn't been for the defender behind him who caught that ball in time, the game would have been over. ”

is still a faceless overseer of the country's friends.

There was a sharp glint in those pupils.

Cheng Gongming's smart eyes even flashed a trace of grievance in the depths of his eyes, but this wisp of color was replaced by that stubbornness in just an instant, and Cheng Gongming, who pursed his lips and raised his head to look directly at Cheng Gongming, who was supervised by the friends of the country, everyone in the bench seat could feel the determination from the depths of Cheng Gongming's heart.

Narumiya, who doesn't want to be bound by words, only uses this way to express his fighting spirit.

"Ming..."

Masako Harada, who was standing on the side, looked at his own junior in front of him, and a complicated look also flashed in his eyes.

The overseer of Guoyou glanced at Cheng Gongming deeply, and many strange thoughts flowed out of his pupils, and under the gaze of everyone, he nodded slowly but forcefully.

"One, as soon as one person is on base, I'll replace you immediately, understand?"

This is a final that cannot be taken lightly.

It is also a final that must not be gambled on the fate of all for the pride of one person.

However, if you really want to trust a pitcher, if you want to train a real ace pitcher, it is necessary to entrust them with the heavy responsibility at these critical moments, and the Guoyou Supervisor will never be an emotional supervisor, he will condone Cheng Gongming, and also agree to some seemingly willful requests of Cheng Gongming, but in fact, all of them are based on rational considerations.

The same is true of the decision in front of us.

"Yes, Overseer."

Until the last moment when the ammunition is exhausted.

Trump card.

Never quit!!

"In the first half of the thirteenth inning, Seido High School's attack, two bats, second baseman, Kominato-kun."

A lost smile.

The face became extremely cold.

Supervisor Kataoka's words, as well as the figure of Shigeno Shinna, who was still tall even though he was exhausted, were deeply imprinted in the depths of Ryosuke Kominato's mind.

The juniors are already handsome enough.

"Next, it's time for the seniors to get the job done!!"

A look of extreme coldness.

Hold the metal bat tightly in the palm of your hand.

On the final stage, Narumiya Narumiya's battlefield in the eighth game.

“playball！！！”

"The ball path, the ball species, have been seen almost, you don't need any small means, Ming, it's all up to this, just release all the power you can burst out."

As a catcher, Harada is very clear about Narumiya's current state, and he is also very clear about the meaning of the words of the national friend superintendent, Narumiya Naruto will definitely not be able to throw to the end, but, at least for the current game, it can be handed over to Narumiya Naruto to deal with, as long as he can withstand the pressure, the enemy is not an opponent, but a self in his heart.

Come on, Naru, such a big stage is exactly what you want to exist, and this kind of duel is the best battle you have been pursuing, and you can burst out everything you have.

The towering figure is like a mountain, and the ball hunting posture is extremely calm and calm.

"Huh."

The figure of Cheng Gong Ming under the bright sun, the slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth, and the many fragments that kept flashing in his mind.

Arms raised high.

"Huh"

Fight to the last moment of faith.

The shadow of the ball suddenly appeared, and the straight white light flashed in the sky.

Ling Ran came.

Leap in front of your eyes.

In an instant, the brilliance that filled the entire space was reflected in the strike zone, and Ryosuke Kominato's eyes were compared to the cold pupils, and the metal bat that shook vigorously.

"Huh"

"Smack"

The white shadow that flew above dodged the swiftly attacking metal bat and swooped into the Harada ball set behind him, making an incomparably clear sound.

"Good Ball !!"

The physical advantage is far from reaching the second grade of the original work.

After seven consecutive innings, both the ball power and ball speed have dropped significantly.

“140KM”

The values that appeared on the wide electronic scoreboard behind him were the best proof of this, and these values were extremely real reflections except for the current state of Cheng Gong Ming's decline.

"Is it a little too early to swing the baton!?"

And precisely because it is clear about this.

When everyone at Qingdao High School saw Nari Gong still stepping on the pitcher's hill, they realized that this was their perfect opportunity, and if they missed this village, they would not have this store.

"Definitely going to take one here."

The turbidity that gently spit out, the striking posture that stood straight and steady.

Ryosuke Kominato was very decisive and bold to hold the bat short, close to the home plate, which made Harada Masako's brow at home plate frown.

There's a limit to pitching with momentum alone, and it's time for me to break that limit.

A resolute countenance.

The intense aura that emerged from the depths of his eyes.

"Limit!? I'm nowhere near the limit!! ”

The momentum that is unbridled and stirring.

"Second Goal!!"

"Huh"

A white ball shadow flying high in the sky.

Flashing falling arcs.

"Finger fork ball!?"

In the case that it is already possible to clamp the ball, the ball that dares to be thrown.

Suddenly constricted pupils.

Completely rely on the metal bat that is subconsciously pressed.

Even if it is not as good as the perfect falling arc in front, it is slightly floating ball.

"Pong!!"

But he still avoided the precise sweep of the metal bat in a wide range, and he could only barely rub against the surface of the ball, and the resentful face of the clenched teeth was revealed.

"Huh"

The light and shadow that catapulted out.

"Smack"

It was steadily inserted into the ball sleeve by Takeda-kun, a shortstop from Inagi Industrial High School.

"Out!!"

A small white ball that catches steadily.

"Oh oh oh!!"

Narumiya, who clenched his fists again and shouted loudly above the pitcher's mound.

"Oh oh oh oh !!"

and the cheers of many cheering spectators in the stands of Daocheng Industrial High School.

The final battle.

One number of outs.

It's what makes it so motivating.

"One, first one!!"

The sweaty forehead, which was beginning to be a little loose, but forced to concentrate his eyes, clenched left fist, placed on his left chest.

Feel the pounding heartbeat.

"Yes, I can keep casting."

Holding his breath, his head raised again, his pupils that were still resolute.

Not only in the past, but also in the future, I have to prove that I am the strongest one, no matter when or where, I will never lose to that guy.

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

Solemn pupils, that calm posture.

I must admit that not only the resolute junior of his own family, but also the first-year left throw of Daoshi High School in front of him is also worthy of the respect of these Qingdao High School players.

This is a very good pitcher.

"But!! It's not enough!! ”

"Huh"

"Boom!"

The surging air waves, the momentum that has been difficult to suppress for a long time.

The limit is called the limit precisely because it cannot be easily broken.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

With the momentum of the pitching of the ball Narumiya Ming.

At the moment when the power and speed of the ball have dropped significantly, it is impossible to stop the attack of the Qingdao High School strong base, the flashing white light and shadow, in front of the huge metal bat, the afterglow of the metal vibration, the awe-inspiring roar that resounded throughout the court.

"Oooo

Accompanied by the extremely excited cheers of the people in Qingdao High School.

"Huh"

Soaring into the sky from home plate, he quickly jumped over the light over the infield, and went straight to the sky above the right outfield, the black figure galloping underneath, not to mention that Tetsuya Yuuki's blow perfectly captured the heart of the ball, but the current Carl Rose is still a little immature, and he is not at all comparable to him who has super defensive ability in the second grade in the original book.

"Bang!!"

A long-range hit straight into the wall of the right field.

"Dada"

Yuki's seniors who are galloping at high speed on the base line。

"Safe base!!"

"Yo Xi !!"

Usually calm and calm like Yuki's predecessors, when stepping on the base, he also couldn't hold back the surging emotions, the joyful words shouted in a high-pitched voice, and the victory posture of raising his right hand pushed the fierce atmosphere of the game to the peak moment.

"Perfect blow, accurately grasped the ball path of the low straight ball in the inner corner, strong and powerful pulling, as if in response to the efforts of the juniors in the team, a strong blow that hit the wall of the right field, the super long-distance hit, the first half of the thirteenth inning, in the case of one person out, three sticks, Yuuki-kun, seize the opportunity, in one fell swoop, on the second base pack, when there are people in the scoring circle, then ushered in the monster hitter who was escorted by the last seat - Dong Qingguo, extended the thirteenth inning, Seido High School finally had the perfect opportunity to finish the game!! ”

A razor-sharp blow.

It's like the straw that crushes a camel's back.

The originally planned strikeouts, and then the same as the last one, don't care about the pride of the boring pitcher, decisively escort Dongqingguo, and the five-batter duel to win this game.

The moment Yuuki hit the hit, it was all in vain.

On the pitcher's hill, Cheng Gong Ming's eyes that instantly dimmed, and the left hand that trembled slightly on the brim of his hat all showed that at this moment, Cheng Gong Ming had reached the limit not only physically, but also mentally, and the moment when the last breath condensed in his chest was released, it was the moment when Cheng Gong Ming was completely knocked down.

"Singing 。。。。。。"

At home base, he slowly stood up and looked at Narumiya who lowered the brim of his hat.

Masako Harada couldn't help but sigh softly.

"You've done well enough."

Looking back at the line of sight in his bench, the superintendent of Guoyou nodded calmly.

"Oh oh oh oh, NICE strike, Yuuki-kun."

"It's time to score a point, Higashi-senpai, let's go."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"Qingguo, please, take one of them."

"Let's just stop the game in this game."

The turbulent battlefield, the atmosphere that suddenly stirred.

"Four, third baseman, To-kun."

The thick figure that slowly stood up from the strike preparation area, the terrifying red light that flashed in the depths of the pupils, the moment when the heavy steps sounded.

An extremely strong sense of coercion slammed towards the people of Daocheng Industrial High School on the court.

The big cracked mouth, the hideous smile that flowed out.

The moment when the cold breath of winter is transmitted.

"Sorry, timeout, pitcher change."

At the moment when the momentum that was condensed and rising was about to reach its peak, at home plate, he turned around without hesitation and said these words to the referee next to him.

made Dongqingguo look suffocated.

It was as if it had been interrupted, and it was an embarrassing stagnant situation.

The scarlet color in Dong Qingguo's pupils became more and more crazy.

"Pitcher change!? At this moment!? ”

is always the most correct, the most suitable time to change the player's supervision, that cold and decisive side, so that Dong Qingguo as if he has suffered an internal injury can not vent the sense of resentment.

Changing formations.

In the stands, the tens of thousands of spectators once again couldn't suppress the sound.

"The notice of the change of players from Daocheng Industrial High School, instead of Narimiya-kun, the pitcher, Iguchi-kun, the eight-batter, the pitcher, Iguchi-kun."

Seven inches to fight a snake.

At a wonderful point in time, a wonderful player replacement was chosen, not only in the change of the lineup, but also in an invisible slight block, and even interrupted the originally rising offensive momentum of Qingdao High School.

The supervision of the friends of the country will also do whatever it takes.

The second-year pitcher of Daocheng Industrial High School who stepped out - Iguchi-kun.

A substitute pitcher with the number 10 on his back.

Appearance in the finale.

It adds a more spicy condiment to the already fierce finals.

Inami's decisive pitcher change.

The heavy atmosphere in the bench seat of Qingdao High School became more and more intense, and the cold aura visible to the naked eye, the expression on Supervisor Kataoka's face became more condensed.

"One person is out, there is someone on second base, it is obvious that it is already the limit of the first grade left pitcher Cheng Gong Jun can not continue to suppress the follow-up line of Qingdao, and decisively carry out the pitcher replacement of the national friend supervision, at the moment of the thirteenth inning of the extended game, sent the last pitcher in the team, the second-year substitute pitcher with the back number 11 - Iguchi-kun, this is the choice to send a decisive signal, whether Qingdao High School can defeat the Inami defense in one fell swoop, or Inami High School can hold its own defense line and survive this crisis safely!? The curtain will open immediately!! ”

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being supervised by the friends of the country, and I will decisively change votes here."

"Cheng Gongjun shouldn't be able to hold on, in fact, it's already great to be able to cast to this point."

"At this point, the game is already competing for the thickness of the bench, if possible, it is estimated that the fielders should be changed, and the garrison has been down for more than ten games in a row."

"Tsk, one person is out, there is someone on second base, and it is Dongjun in the strike zone, and at this time, it is an opportunity for both sides."

"Qingdao High School is eager to seize this opportunity, Chengmiya-kun is at the limit, and Shigerun-kun is probably about the same."

"It's really an exciting final."

In the finals, which continue to challenge the limits, not only the players in the stadium are stimulated, but the adrenaline of the tens of thousands of spectators in the stands is also constantly stimulated as the white-hot battle continues.

Concentrated in the center of the pitcher's mound.

The figure that finally walked down, with unwillingness, with loneliness, and many complex emotions remained.

stared at the back of Narumiya who was slowly walking back to the bench.

On the first base side, in the bench of Seido High School.

A faint look of strangeness flashed in the depths of Shigerino's eyes.

"Assault!!"

This is the only choice of Qingdao High School at the moment.

It's also a choice that must be made.,In the bench,Inspector Kataoka's solemn expression with his hands on his chest,Slowly but firmly nodded.。。

It's already the thirteenth inning.

Basically, it can be said that it is the last round of home runs at Seido High School.

If you can't decide the winner here, even if Shigeru can hold on, drag on until the end of the fifteenth round, and fight again tomorrow, how much capital does Qingdao High School have to deal with Daocheng Industrial High School?

So, we have to take one here.

Dong Qingguo, who was standing on the strike zone, clearly received the instructions from his own supervision, the big mouth that was cracked, the terrifying red light that swept out of the pupils, on the second base bag, Yuki seniors were also ready to steal the base at any time, and it didn't necessarily mean that they wanted to really steal the base, as long as they put on such a posture, it was enough to put pressure on the side of Daocheng Industrial High School, even if it was just shaken to the slightest bit, it could make the probability of Qingdao High School scoring higher.

In the middle of the field, above the pitcher's mound.

"Wellhead, Qingdao will attack it."

This is a matter of clarity, and Qingdao High School does not have the slightest hidden meaning.

Harada Masako said to the well in front of him with an extremely solemn expression, and the well also showed a resolute expression, and nodded fiercely, he thought that he had no chance to appear in this final, but he didn't expect that this final would be played so miserably, then, he can't have any unbearable performance, about the dignity of the pitcher, about the ticket to Koshien, similarly, as a second-year substitute pitcher, Iguchi must also take into account the issue of the team's change after the summer, That is the inheritance of the trump card.

I have to show exactly what I can do this summer.

In order to fight for the ace back of the fall tournament.

The above three reasons, no matter which one of them are, are enough for Iguchi to give everything he has to win this game.

"I understand, Harada."

Iguchi's expression was very calm and nodded vigorously, and the characteristic big lips trembled twice.

"Well, please, there are three more rounds."

"Ah, no problem!!"

The staggered ball sets collided with each other, and the second-year substitute pitcher who appeared in the thirteenth inning of the extended game.

"Squatted down !!"

Rice harvesting, which will also not flinch.

At the trot back to home plate, Harada Masako did not hesitate to squat down, the situation full of head-to-head duel, once again made the audience can't help but let out an exclamation, the excited look on their faces, this is the reason why they like to watch high school students play, in most cases, will not choose to back down the enthusiasm of the teenagers, the high-spirited teenagers, is the biggest reason why this student baseball can be as wonderful as a professional.

Just what I want, Soul Fade Guy, look how I blow you out!!

Hideous countenance.

Dongqingguo was simply a terrifying atmosphere that exuded a thick and incomparably cold aura all over his body.

“playball！！”

The high-pitched words of the referee behind him.

Suddenly raised arms.

The electric light flashed above the fingertips, whistling.

"Whoosh"

The bright shadow of the ball shines in an instant.

The white ball suddenly turned into an awe-inspiring aurora, and flew rapidly towards home plate.

A squirting orb.

Rush to home plate at the moment.

Suddenly constricted pupils.

It was as immobile as a mountain.

"Smack"

A completely unmoved swing of the stick.

"Bad ball!!"

At home plate, Harada's brow couldn't help but frown slightly.

This guy, in the thirteenth game, still has such a highly concentrated terrifying insight!?

"The first ball, the bad ball that clings to the edge of the outer corner, the Qingdao four bats on the hitting area, Dongjun, bold sight!!"

Come on, come on, come on.

The strong momentum that erupted, the moment when the oppressive aura that was full of cold and incomparably cold rippled out, the wellhead that was taken care of and surrounded by a heavy one, the face instantly became extremely condensed.

Just kidding.

In the entire Kanto region, there is no ace pitcher from a famous high school who has not been blasted out by the Eastern Qing Kingdom, although this sentence is an exaggeration, but it is also based on the famous and terrifying record of the Eastern Qing Kingdom, two and a half years of high school active service, the Eastern Qing Kingdom has hit as many as 72 home runs so far, and it is currently the most terrifying hitter in the entire Tokyo and even the Kanto region.

The huge suppressive force, the metal bat raised high, like the sword of Damocles hanging over the head of every pitcher, since last summer, as long as it has played against Qingdao High School, there are few ace pitchers who are not afraid of Dongqingguo.

"You want to defeat this beater completely?"

No, it can't be, it can't be done at all.

As a substitute pitcher at Daocheng Industrial High School, Iguchi has always had an extremely clear understanding of himself, and he knows very well that in terms of hard power, he is not the opponent of Dongqingguo at all.

But!! All on equal terms.

Can't completely suppress the Eastern Qing Kingdom? It doesn't matter, it's enough to pursue the number of outs from one table.

In its heyday, there was no way to fight it? It doesn't matter, as long as you can play at this table and suppress the Dongqing Kingdom, which has been fighting for thirteen rounds, it's enough!!

Wellhead is very self-aware, but he is also very calm.

He knows very well, however, how afraid the Dongqing Kingdom is, the confrontation of the thirteenth innings, in the offense, in the defense, it is impossible for the state of the Dongqing Kingdom not to decline.

And he appeared in full bloom.

"I'm able to take down this beater!!"

A raging flame burned in his pupils.

"Very good eyes, wellhead, right here, stop Qingdao from hitting the line."

As a catcher, he can fully feel the fighting spirit ignited by the pitcher, and the corners of Harada Masako's mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc, which moved lightly at the bottom, and compared the code.

"Hmm"

On the pitcher's mound, Iguchi nodded fiercely.

The arms that rose high again.

"Huh"

In an instant, it dances down.

The dazzling aurora jumped in the sky, and the awe-inspiring ball suddenly came to the moment.

"Inside Corner !!"

On the strike zone, a fierce look appeared in Dongqingguo's pupils, a very terrifying swing of the stick, a sudden explosion of sonic boom, and the rolling waves of air that swept in.

"Huh"

The bat swept by.

"Pong!!"

A deep, high-pitched sound sounded.

Dongqingguo, whose expression became more and more hideous, had a rich and extreme evil aura passing between his eyebrows.

"Drink!!"

A roar from the depths of my heart.

"Huh"

Swinging arms.

"Bang"

The ball that was thrown out hard.

"Out of bounds!!"

Where the ejection is.

Reflecting the extremely cold face of the East Qingguo in the strike zone, the verdict of the third base trial also sounded simultaneously.

"Good ball, wellhead, offense, offense."

"Take this guy and prove yourself."

"Dongsenpai, please, take one."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"Wellhead senior, come on."

The hustle and bustle of support, the increasingly hot atmosphere of the stadium, and the moment when the intense atmosphere rolled in, the looks of the two sides on the court became more and more terrifying.

This is a moment when no one can budge.

This is a stage where no one wants to retreat.

"It's going to be us Aomichi who wins!! (Inami)"

The same high-pitched roar from the depths of my heart.

"Boom!!"

Rushing waves.

"Whoosh"

The white brilliance that flashed in the sky again was reflected in everyone's eyes.

In an instant.

"Whew!!"

A dancing metal bat.

That is the zero point of the home plate.

Battles within easy reach.

Suddenly refracted the changing ball shadow, and the moment it burst in, on the strike area, the scarlet color in Dongqingguo's pupils became more and more hideous, and the erupting green tendons and bloodshot appeared in the eye sockets.

Pressing a moving metal bat.

"What!?"

In Harada's suddenly changed look.

"Pong!!"

A swift and piercing roar exploded at the moment.

"Fly out for Uncle Ben!!"

The monster struck with four sticks.

The beating light and shadow, from home plate, shine in the sky.

"Huh"

Like the trajectory of a comet, it suddenly flickered and flew out of the white sphere over the inner field.

"it!?"

"Oooo

"Nima!?"

A powerful blow for no reason, that sharp breath, highlighted the white light and shadow galloping in the sky, and at this moment, all the audience burst out into irrepressible exclamations.

Attention.

The flickering light and shadow are certainly not as fast as the previous blows.

But the same sharp striker.

Immediately Yao moved in the sky above the right field.

In Daocheng Industrial High School, there will be wailing, and Qingdao High School is about to cheer.

"Dada"

A figure shaped like a rabbit and as fast as the wind burst into everyone's eyes at this moment, and the speedy player who was galloping and jumping on the lawn of the right field - Carl Ross.

With an inhuman foot, it flew straight in the direction of the dazzling ball shadow.

The brilliance that falls.

A faint arc raised.

"Da"

The extremely smooth guard movement, the body that jumps high and jumps up, lightly stepping on the wall of the right field, and the excellent posture of jumping upwards with the help of strength.

"Smack"

It's like a shockwave of lore.

A small ball that responds to the sound.

At the moment when the black figure landed on the ground, the movement of the haughty raising of the left arm.

"Out !!"

After a brief silence, the audience erupted in an incredible shout.

Most of the people in Qingdao High School closed their eyes painfully at this moment, missing a slight blow of height and a slight blow of speed.

If the Eastern Qing Kingdom had swung this blow in its heyday, it might have flown out of the home run board at an unattainable height.

However, there are no ifs and ifs in the game.

The white shadow that fell into the ball sleeve.

On the strike zone, Dong Qingguo, who showed a stunned look, is the best representative symbol of the inner emotions of everyone in Qingdao High School at this moment.

"The outstanding defensive performance, this is from the first year of Daocheng Industrial High School's right fielder, Kamiya-kun's fine playb, inhuman footwork, decisive judgment, extremely sensitive movements, the super blow of the Qingdao four-stick Dongjun who could have become a Jedi strike, successfully received and killed, this is the pride of the famous family, perfect performance, Daocheng Industrial High School, successfully won the four batters, NO!! Two outs!!! ”

"Oh oh oh!?"

"It's beautiful, it's done beautifully, Carl Ross."

"Kamiya-kun, you're so handsome."

"Wow, you kid did it on purpose, right!? It's intentional, right!? ”

"Hahahahaha, amazing, amazing, Carl Ross."

Completely unstoppable cheers.

Even those Daoshi supporters whose voices have been hoarse to the limit can't suppress the impulse and joy in their hearts at this moment.

What could have been a hitter for his own family was secured by Carl Ross for the next moments.

Can you imagine the mood of all the staff at Inami High School at that moment?

It was like riding a roller coaster, cheering in the stands, and the equally unbearable shouts of joy from the many players of Inami High School on the court.

The unbridled cheers to the extreme are the best portrayal of all Daoshi High School at this moment.

Comparatively.

The morale of Qingdao High School slipped in an instant.

The emotional changes from the top to the bottom are not easy for anyone to accept, especially in this extremely difficult tug-of-war.

"Alas...

Everything turned into this low sigh.

Qingdao High School still didn't grasp this last chance in the end.

"Five sticks, guerrilla, Asama-kun."

Strong as Dongqingguo, at this time, he also walked down the strike zone with his head down, and the blow brought by the defeat of the winning blow was dissolved, and he persevered for thirteen rounds, and at the moment when the hope was about to appear, the huge contrast of being strangled in an instant was unbearable for adults, let alone a high school student.

Dong Qingguo's exit also means that Qingdao High School has completely lost the offensive dominance in the second half of the thirteenth game.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

Even if Asama-senpai relied on his perseverance to entangle seven or eight balls in a row in the strike zone, it was still difficult to suppress the wellhead in his heyday.

The final inside corner lob lob.

Deep in his heart, he became urgent, causing the gap to appear in the Asama senior, who was too anxious to make a move, and fell into the trap of Inashi's capture.

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange."

It can almost be said that in this game, Qingdao High School's final home run was smooth, and there was still no way to score the long-awaited bonus points for Qingdao High School, and there were at most two and a half innings left before the end of the game.

"Sorry, I didn't catch the opportunity...

"It's not over yet, Higashi-senpai."

Dong Qingguo, who returned to the bench with his head down, the extremely unwilling look flashing on his face, the clenched palms, and the green tendons on the back of his hands all showed that at this moment, the inner emotions of this four-stick batter of Qingdao High School were on the verge of collapse.

Looking at his proud protégé in front of him, Superintendent Kataoka wanted to say something.

The words rang out from the side.

Shigerano's slender and straight figure suddenly came into everyone's eyes.

"We still have two more offensive opportunities, Higashi-senpai."

Even though he was extremely tired, he still did not change his firm countenance, and his calm and calm words.

"Shigerun...

"I've always believed in my predecessors, and I can definitely win."

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the familiar smile that flowed out.

Shigerano's words shocked the Eastern Qingguo in front of him, as well as the Isashiki and Yuki seniors on the side.

"Have you always believed in us?"

There is not the slightest hint of hypocrisy, such sincere words.

Looking at Shigeno Shin's eyes as bright as stars in front of him.

"Ah, the game, it's not over yet!!"

Giving up is the easiest thing to do, but it's also the most boring!!

It's all come to this!!

I will never give you that peak view!!

What kind of pitcher can be called an ace? People who can lead the team, inspire the team, become the core of the team, and be expected by everyone are qualified to be called the absolute trump card of the team.

Transformation in the midst of fierce fighting.

Shigerino Shin, who is only in the first grade, has already become the ace pitcher of the Seido High School team in the real sense at this time.

Looking at such Shigeno Shin.

The last trace of hesitation in Kataoka's heart was completely eliminated.

You can't replace Shigerino Shin.

Nor can he replace Shin Shigeruno.

This final battle, the last three rounds of defense.

"I'll leave it all to you, Shigerun."

With a gentle tap on the shoulder, Kataoka supervised the glow that flashed in his pupils.

"Yes, Overseer!!"

A determination that will not waver.

Shigerano Shin replied in a deep voice with a resolute expression.

"In the bottom half of the thirteenth inning, the attack of Daocheng Industrial High School, four bats, left fielder, Du Zejun."

Three rounds that must grit your teeth and stick to it.

Also for Daocheng Industrial High School, it may also be the last game to clear the home line.

"Ashin, there are still three rounds, and the opponent is four batters as the first hitter, I think it can be a little...

"No, Ichiya, this is a battle of wills, and there must not be the slightest relaxation."

The eyes that converged, it was just the first few gestures that were lightly compared at the bottom, and Shigeno fully understood the meaning of Miyuki, but the firm shaking of his head was also the most vivid expression of Shigero's inner determination, and it was a moment when he could never retreat in the slightest.

Even if you have to be knocked out of the hit.

However, in such a white-hot tug-of-war, the meaning of taking the initiative to escort and being knocked out of the base by the other party is completely different.

If it is a wise choice to avoid the duel with the four sticks in a situation where the number of outs can end the game, then, in the current situation, it is not a desirable choice, Shigerno is very clear about the reason why Miyuki wants to do this, and Shigerno Shin is also almost at the limit.

However, it is precisely because of this that there can be no slackness in the slightest.

Humans are one such creature.

Once in the subconscious self to relax a little bit.

Then this gap will be infinitely enlarged in the next period of time, to the point of complete irretrievability.

"Hold on, I'm going to hold on, Ichiya!!"

With a proud and awe-inspiring body, Shigerano Shin stands on top of the pitcher's mound like a whole team's Dinghai God Needle.

A pale golden glow flickering in his pupils.

"Uh-huh!!"

At home plate, you can feel the strong will of your partner.

Miyuki also nodded with a fierce expression.

Let's go head-to-head!!

The figure that squatted down steadily, and the burly figure that stepped up.

“playball！！”

The presiding judge's somewhat hoarse words were still high-pitched.

Compare the codes.

The pendulum is at the bottom, and the code is drawn out.

"Come on, Ashin."

"First goal!!"

Muster up all the strength, which is obviously starting to be a little sluggish, but forcing himself to concentrate his attention,.

"Huh"

The electric light dancing on the fingertips roared with an awe-inspiring aura.

The swept aurora was next to home plate.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

The metal bat that touched again.

It seems to have weakened, but it is still high-spirited and fierce.

"This guy is a real monster, right!?"

The vibration in the palm of his hand, compared to the ball power that could be adapted to resist before, but still could not be suppressed, a look of disbelief flashed in Du Ze's pupils.

"Huh"

"Bang"

The trajectory of the ball that swept out was slammed into the ground.

"Out of bounds."

At the time of the fall of the words of the base.

The staggered gaze.

"You little ghost, you're about to give up, right!?"

"Give up!? This is the most unlikely thing, I think you should almost give up the idea of letting me give up!! ”

"Boom."

Arms raised high again and again.

One awe-inspiring sharper striker after another.

What is shown is a dignified trump card posture, and what is shown is a strong trump card strength.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

"Damn!"

"Pick up, pick fly!?"

Flying high in the sky, the erratic white ball shadow.

"There's absolutely no way you'll fall!!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

In the middle and middle field, Jun Izaoshiki took a fierce expression, took a quick step, and steadily encapsulated the ball in the ball sleeve.

"Out!!"

"There is no small ball that is allowed to land, this is the strongest support given by the seniors behind me, wonderful pitching, with an iron-clad garrison, once again convinced the four sticks of Inashi, one out!!"

"Whew. Ha.... ”

"Let him call, Shigerun."

"We're going to stop it if we die."

"Up, Shigerun, attack, attack.

The mighty cheering voice represents the fighting spirit of the king who will never give in.

"Five sticks, catcher, Harada-kun."

Close your eyes for a moment.

Unnoticed, a wisp of discoloration flashed in Harada's pupils.

"Yes, who are we? We're kings. ”

The fist of his right hand clenched tightly and hard, and he squeezed Shigeru Ye on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

What will never change is the heart of dominance!!

All you need to look at is the pinnacle of the heights.

Huge pitches.

The smell of green grass.

In those slightly misty eyes, in a trance, Shigerino seemed to see the peak view of the holy place, and heard the unique cheers from Koshien.

In an instant, a blurred concentration.

Arms fluttering and rising.

"Huh"

The arms that danced down in an instant.

Far-reaching ball path.

But at this moment, he galloped away in the direction of the abyss.

That straight aurora.

The pupils burst into fine light.

At the moment of deception to home plate.

"Huh"

"Pong !!"

That swing the stick without hesitation.

It was like the ultimate shocking sound of Huang Zhong Dalu.

Masako Harada couldn't hold back the full force of the explosion, the extreme sonic boom that resounded throughout the stadium.

The eyes that spread out, at the moment of sudden condensation, it was already a ball shadow that could not be regretted, and it was already an aurora that could not be chased.

"Whoosh!"

"Not !!! bad"

Time and space seemed to stand still in that moment.

Shigerino's outstretched right hand, the feeling of emptiness that he couldn't hold, his stumbling steps, and his home plate, Miyuki's startled and terrible cry of expression.

"Nakamidfield !!!"

"Don't, don't!!"

"Stop, stop me!!"

Three blue-and-white figures running madly above the field.

It was a palpable look of horror.

I couldn't suppress the panic that surged from the depths of my heart, and no matter how presumptuous the shouting was, I couldn't stop the fact that it happened.

"Bang !!"

No one can catch up with a blow.

At the end of the curtain.

Full of brilliance.

The white light and shadow that slammed into the electronic scoreboard.

became Qingdao High School, and it became a Jedi blow in Shigerano's heart.

"Oh oh oh oh oh !! It's out!! It's out!! A home run in the midfielder direction !! In the moment after the four-batter out, Inagi Industrial High School, who did not miss the opportunity, as the catcher, the five-batter, Masako Harada, presented the most perfect response to the perfect pitching of his own pitcher formation, goodbye home run, the fierce fight in the lower half of the thirteenth inning of the extended game, and the blow of Harada, which drew a break for this hot fight, Inagi Industrial High School, Koshien, and the decision to march into the !!!! ”

Blue skies.

The sun still hangs over it.

The hoarse shouts of the host on the commentary stage suddenly exploded.

The hysterical shouts of the many players of Daocheng Industrial High School, who quickly surged away and crowded on the home plate, fell into a state of madness and cheered infinitely, reflected the blank expressions of the people in Qingdao High School on the court.

The pupils that have lost their brilliance.

Weakness to hang down the hands.

Shigerino Shin, who was standing on top of the pitcher's mound, at that moment, it was as if all his strength had been drained, and his trembling body could not be controlled.

Tears that slipped down her cheeks.

The heart-eating pain that cannot be expressed in words is in full swing.

All Shigeno could feel was the boundless darkness.

In this moment.

The world in front of him, for Shigerino, seemed to have lost all color.

In the bench, above the stands.

The people of Qingdao High School who couldn't control their tears were crying.

Fall to your knees above the surface.

The third-graders hugging their heads and crying.

In this obviously hot summer, what brought everyone in Qingdao High School was the endless chill to the bone.

Wordless grief.

Wordless finals.

The king, after all, can't return to the throne, or rather, at least at this moment, that throne, that crown, is still a little too heavy for Qingdao.

Seido High School that can't be taken on.

Summer for the teenagers...

It's over....