Deliberately aimed to the right position.

Forcibly pumping out the ball.

"Huh"

After a frantic squeeze on the bat.

The trajectory of flying out quickly and upside down.

"Oh no!"

"Bang!"

A very swift blow.

"Sawamura! Pass the first base! ”

The posture of getting up when you hear the wind.

It was clearly out of reach of the second base position.

Looking at Sawamura, who was running down the pitcher's mound quickly.

Above home plate.

Miyuki shouted.

"Dada

"Smack!"

Intercepted balls.

Unmeasurable distances.

The moment of Miyuki's voice in my ears.

Sawamura naturally did not hesitate at all, and waved his arms decisively.

"Da"

"Huh"

"Smack!"

The figure of the second base climb.

The shadow of the ball caught on first base.

"Safe base!"

"Out!"

Qingdao High School won Wang Ye's blocked outs steadily, but it also allowed White Dragon High School to achieve its own team's tactical goals, and successfully advanced the base bag, the runner stepped straight into the scoring circle, one person was out, and there were people at second base, according to the strong mobility of White Dragon High School, they didn't need too far-reaching hits, they only needed to cross the infield and fall into a more tricky position in the outfield, and Igarashi above the second base had a fairly high probability of running back to home plate in one go!

"Assault on the base?"

"This is probably beyond Qingdao's expectations, right?"

"In this way, there is someone on second base, don't look at the lower line, the rhythm of Bailong High School is still so tight."

"In the third game, I finally put on a posture, and it depends on whether Qingdao's left throw will be affected!"

After three rounds, White Dragon High School finally showed a decent offensive posture.

Super-university-level mobile destructive power.

Can you break through the king's defense.

Especially in the first Qingdao left pitch today - Sawamura Eijun.

Facing the mobility effects of White Dragon High School.

Whether it can withstand the pressure.

This is a confrontation scene that the audience is particularly looking forward to.

"Ninth baseman, second baseman, Urushihara-kun."

has the ability to play long, and the speed may be slightly inferior in the team, but the skill of hitting is one of the best nine batters in the team - Ryo Kirihara, and the most important thing is that if one is knocked out here, and then it is the turn of the upper line, the situation is not so wonderful for Qingdao High School, and it must be suppressed in the round.

"Sawamura."

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai,"

The eyes are facing each other.

This is the only electrocardiogram that only the top casters have.

Just a look.

You will be able to understand the tacit understanding of each other's hearts.

“playball”

Deal with the referee's words that fell.

"First ball."

Above home plate.

At the moment when Urushihara on his side struck the pose.

Miyuki's figure moved slightly sideways, and quickly gestured out of the code.

"From this game onwards, it's the stage for Numbers! You have to control the ball, Sawamura! ”

The ball sleeve position is set in the forward position.

Slightly shaky gestures.

"Yes!"

Pitcher mound above.

Sawamura's left arm that quickly hung high.

The next second.

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Between the whistling.

"Huh"

A bright shadow flickered.

A white arc that goes straight to home plate.

"It's coming!"

Coming to a high-altitude location.

The trajectory that comes into view.

"Huh"

Urushihara, who was standing on his side, swung his bat quickly.

Staggered arcs.

Suddenly.

It's like a ball shadow that suddenly disappears.

"Smack!"

The ball that didn't go in.

"Good shot!!"

Responding to the clear sound of falling.

The lacquer face on the strike zone showed a look of astonishment.

"Huh? What was that just now? ”

Show the extreme angle and speed change of the carter ball.

Sawamura's exclusive change ball.

"Second ball!"

The sense of echelon sharpness to be presented.

"Huh"

The cold light that flew in again.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"This time! Falling!? Is it two stitches!? ”

"Huh"

"Bang!"

Uncontrollable bats, small balls flying upside down.

The thud of the landing.

"Out of bounds"

The words of the trial verdict sounded simultaneously.

"Third goal!"

Make up your mind.

In this game, Miyuki, who wanted to show the sharpness and power of Sawamura Numbers as much as possible, once again decisively drew the code of the Numbers series on this third ball.

Not your average speed ball.

Rather, it is a five-finger speedball that belongs to Sawamura.

"Whew!"

Subtle speed difference.

Special hand-hand refractive variations.

It is difficult to predict the arc of judgment to fall.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"Oops!"

The striker that rubbed against it.

There is no track that has time to change.

"Huh"

The corners are ejected.

"Bang"

Slammed into the ground in front of the pitcher's mound.

"Smack"

All it takes is a sideways Sawamura.

It's easy to intercept the ball.

Sweeping sight.

In addition to making the runner on second base not dare to move, he shook his arm vigorously.

"Whoosh"

Throw the ball to first base.

"Smack"

This ball was firmly caught by the first baseman Maezono.

"Out!"

The number of blocked outs taken directly.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Two out! Two out! ”

"Nice pitch, Sawamura"

"There's another one, let's take it down"

The Qingdao people in the third-base bench also chanted.

The same beginning.

A different kind of suppression.

Even if the first hitter goes to base.

It still can't shake the garrison of Qingdao High School.

Especially Sawamura, who is still in explosive form, today's code made by Miyuki, Sawamura has almost never made a mistake, whether it is a straight ball or a munbers, every ball is the bull's-eye.

And such a state.

It also made Miyuki's eyes shine at home plate.

"Today's Sawamura, I can't say, I can really do it!"

"First bat, guerrilla, Kujo-kun."

Two out, someone on second base.

It's the turn of the upper line.

"Compress the position, especially the bat, don't be deceived by the eyes, hit as far as possible!"

In front of the first bench, Superintendent Sasaki said with a solemn expression.

"Yes, Overseer!"

Hardness beyond expectations.

On top of that, the number of varied balls shown by the Aomichi left shot was too many, and it was sharper than the intelligence suggested.

“playball！”

"Come on! Sawamura"

Unrivalled suppressive power.

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai!"

The initial plans of Hakuryu High School, or Supervisor Sasaki, were all frustrated.

Wrong judgment.

Confrontation beyond the estimate.

"First goal!"

Looking at the pitcher's mound, Sawamura suddenly raised his arms.

"Boom!"

Sweeping moments.

"Whoosh"

The aurora that flew out.

Forced into the trajectory in front of you.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

It's a very difficult hit scene for your own players to capture.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

The expression of Superintendent Sasaki, who was standing in front of the bench, became more and more cold.

"This game is going to be more difficult than I imagined。。。。。"