Chapter 1735: The Terror of the Three High Battles
Unbelievable scene.
This is the stadium that shakes it.
Everyone was a little "sluggish" at this moment looking at the sturdy young figure in the scene, silent for a long time, or should it be said that at this moment, these people didn't know what kind of expression to use, what kind of words to describe their mood at this moment.
Nine sticks?
Freshman?
Are you so funny?
This is almost the most genuine thought in most people's hearts at this moment.
And the surrounding stands, which were almost still for three seconds, as if the entire space had come to a standstill, almost woke up to the high-pitched and impassioned commentary of the presenter on the commentary stand.
"It's out!! An incomparably brilliant blow! The sinking center of gravity, the perfect timing control, the best angle capture, everything is so natural, but it is so unexpected, facing the state of the city's top three ace - Tianjiu Guangsheng, six consecutive rounds of powerless Qingdao line! In the second half of the eighth game, with the help of first-year students, Yuuki will Sijun's precision guidance strike! Break the situation again! A blow beyond imagination! Absolute power bombardment! In the direction of the outfield, hit the longest-distance home run of the scoreboard! Qingdao High School successfully got this long-awaited additional score!! β
"Isn't it!?"
"First graders!?"
"Is this the legendary miracle of great power!?"
"Awesome! That's amazing! This is the Qingdao line! β
"Qingdao! Qingdao! Qingdao! β
"Tianjiu-kun, or should I say that everyone in the three highs didn't react!?"
"Who can react to this!?"
"Hit the scoreboard, my God, what kind of power is this!?"
"Or take a home run from the in-state Tianjiu-kun, it's too powerful, right!?"
The shock that couldn't be concealed, everyone was firmly locked on the Yuki Shoji who was running around the base at this moment, still with a calm expression, still a calm atmosphere, as if the blow just now was not bombarded by themselves.
Super first-graders!
This is the evaluation of the first-year student of Qingdao in the stands, including the front row of the first row of media and magazine reporters such as Fujio Mine.
What about blind guns?
What about inconsistent play?
In sports, the result is everything!
Able to bombard home runs!
And a home run from the top pitcher!
Whether it's luck or strength.
Such a result!
It's enough to crush everything!
"Shoji!"
"Yuuki! You kid! β
"Hahaha! Well done! Junior! β
"What a worthy brother of Jessan! Nice strike, Yuuki! β
"That's what it is! Shoji!! β
Not to mention the general spectators in the stands, the Qingdao people in the bench of the third base and on the high platform also cheered loudly after a short period of stunnedness.
In the first-year budding team, Mitsushu Okumura, Takuma Seto, Mikunta Kaga, Yohei Kuki, and the substitute Komasata Yui in the bench were all staring at their eyes wide at this moment, looking at the Yuuki Shoji who returned to home plate, and the color in his pupils was so beautiful!
Rong Chun and Guan Zhidao, who were the most active on the bench, almost jumped up at this moment.
The bottom half of the eighth inning.
At this moment when the game is really close to the end.
And it's also in the case of being chased back a point.
This blow from his own juniors!
It's a winning blow in the absolute sense of the word.
Not to mention defeating the psychological defense line of the three high sides, at the very least, it can reconfirm their Qingdao advantage to a large extent!
Superintendent Kataoka and Hiromitsu Ochiai nodded calmly.
In fact, the color in the pupils of the two coaches speaks for itself.
"This kid seems to really have the potential to surpass Zhesang! In the talent of the blow. β
Shigeno Shinto couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said softly.
"Yes, it's really worthy of Zhesang's younger brother, and this rhythm power will return to our hands again."
Miyuki on the side also said with a smile.
"Next, it's up to that guy to see Yoichi, can you seize this opportunity!"
Shigero's eyes narrowed slightly, gently rubbing the metal bat on his palm, and whispered.
Cheers from the Qingdao side.
Compared to the three highs, there is a somewhat silent and dignified atmosphere.
Even Superintendent Tahara shook his head a little helplessly.
Excellent situation, this originally belonged to the five-five opening, and even the momentum and rhythm were faintly falling to their three highs.
However, it was completely defeated by the first grade student of Qingdao.
Not about the team's defense.
Rather, it's the rhythm that precedes it.
Now it's completely lost.
Supervisor Tahara is not worried about his own trump card.
Because the current Tianjiu Guangsheng is not the kind of pitcher who will collapse because of such a home run.
It's just that the probability that your own team wants to turn the tables.
With this blow, it suddenly became extremely slim.
Not to mention the offensive and defensive battle in the ninth game.
In this eighth inning, the re-playing of the blue road after the home run is not so easy to pass!
"First bat, guerrilla, Kuramochi-kun!"
"Yo Si! Take advantage of this opportunity! Uncle Ben is going to continue to win one! β
Kuramoto, who stood up from the strike preparation area, strode straight onto the strike zone with an extremely excited look on his face.
"Carelessness is not allowed, this trump card wants to take back the words just now, this is not a blow that a lovely junior will knock out!"
Tianjiu, who seemed to have adjusted his mentality, straightened the brim of his hat slightly, glanced at the figure of Yuki Shoji who returned to the bench, and then shifted his gaze to the body of Kuramochi in the strike area, took a deep breath, and a resolute expression appeared on his face.
"Light Saint?"
"Hmmm! It doesn't matter! It's just one point! β
The heartstrings tightened, the arms drooping slightly.
Stand on your side in front of you and swing slowly.
Eye to eye for each other.
Kuramori's extremely fierce expression came into view.
In Tianjiu's pupils, a touch of evil aura also flashed.
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"First Goal!!"
It's just a point to lose.
It just widens to a two-point gap.
The three highs of the city still have the probability of a comeback in the ninth game.
As long as Tianjiu Guangsheng can stabilize the situation here.
"Huh"
"Huh"
"Pong!!"
"Bang"
"Out of bounds!"
Don't give Qingdao a chance to attack later.
There is one last bit of suspense in this game.
"Second ball!"
"Whew!"
"Inside corner? Well? This ball is delicate! β
"Boom!"
"Bad ball!"
However.
Even if the mental adjustment goes smoothly.
But the impact of home runs is not so easy to counteract.
Clear in the head.
However, the body will still be affected to a certain extent.
Most importantly.
It wasn't a third-year home run hitter like Shigeno or Miyuki.
Instead, it was blasted out by a first-year freshman.
This presents a very different gap.
"Third goal!"
"Huh"
"Or the inside corner?"
"Boom!"
"Bad ball!
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