Straight tracks.

That awe-inspiring arc.

The white polar shadow that flashed in the sky over the infield again, and the moment when it galloped into the air over home plate, the time when Isashiki senior in the strike zone was about to shake the bat, the eyes that condensed at that moment, the clenched teeth, and the blood that flashed in his pupils, he stopped his metal bat in mid-air, and the stagnant swing of the bat.

"Smack"

"Bad balls."

"Hey, can you take this back!?"

Qing Shui at home plate couldn't help but smack his lips, showing an ugly look on his face, obviously the batter's ability to choose the ball is not as good as Yuki and Shigeru in the back, but, in terms of the change and contraction of the hitting posture, it is simply a monster-like existence, and the bat is about to be swung, and it can be taken back by force.

"How can it be repaired! It's too weird, isn't it!? ”

Qing Shui couldn't help but think so in his heart.

"Next ball!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good shot!!"

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Pong!"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

The tenacious entanglement, the seemingly brainless output, is actually an extremely cleverly calculated blow, in terms of the control of hitting skills, Izagi has his own unique understanding, and the ability to skillfully pull to the right is one of the battles that Izagi can break countless pitchers.

"It's annoying!"

It's completely different from the decisive attack of the Zhe team.

The roar of the metal bat that kept coming at Jun Izagiki, and the cold luster that bloomed out made a faint impatience appear in Shimizu's heart.

When he was looking for an opportunity to assassinate Izanoshiki, however, he didn't notice the increase in the number of balls.

"Huh"

The awe-inspiring shadow that burst out again.

"Not good!!"

"Smack"

There is no need to swing the stick of Izuoshiki senpai.

"Bad balls."

"Four bad balls, escort!!"

When the referee's words fell, in Shimizu's somewhat ugly expression, Isashiki Senpai threw away the metal bat in his hand, his big cracked mouth, a smug smile, and trotted towards first base.

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

"Well done, pure mulberry."

"No one is out, there is someone on first base!"

"NICE, Izoshiki-senpai!"

It is not the four evils that are forced, nor the four evils that are active.

It's the four bads that are cast out of inexplicability, which is what makes the casting the most uncomfortable.

"Damn, he played it!!"

Looking at Jun Izashaki, who had climbed to the first base, Shimizu gritted his teeth, and a look of indignation appeared on his face, and even the face of Manaka on the pitcher's mound became a little inexplicable.

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

And when the two of them hadn't turned their attention back from Usashiki Jun, the sudden sound of the radio and the heavy figure that slowly stepped towards them struck the hearts of the two like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and the rather threatening footsteps sounded.

Qing Shui and Manaka also had pupils shrinking at the same time.

Here it comes!

A terrible beater comparable to his own four-stick captain - Tetsuya Yuuki.

That calm expression, calm figure.

It seems to be fluttering, but it is an extremely fierce footstep, and when the pace is approaching, it also makes Qing Shui and the real center alarm directly sound to the highest level.

A super hitter who easily hits the first ball in the last hit.

On the third base, in the third high bench seat of the city university, Supervisor Tahara frowned, and the right hand that he originally wanted to raise was gently put down after hesitating for half a second.

The head coach must supervise the field at all times.

It is necessary to give effective strategic command or tactical instructions in a timely manner.

But!

At certain necessary moments.

You should learn to let go and learn to trust your own players.

Blindly interfering is likely to cause unnecessary adverse consequences, and as a veteran baseball coach who has been coaching for more than ten years, Supervisor Tahara is also well aware of this.

"There are people on the first base.,It's Yuuki-kun in the strike zone.,There's Shigerun-kun and Masuko-kun in the follow-up.,If the three highs here don't deal with it well.,It's very likely that something will go wrong.。。。。

Feng Fujifu, who was on the west side of the stands, gently shook the black iron fan in his hand, and his face showed a look of elegance, and he whispered.

The same two teams that are strong to play.

The threat of the three-high hitting line to Shigeruno Shin can be seen from the home run in the first inning, in the eyes of Mine Fujio, the four-batter of the three high schools - Takahiro Ohmae is facing any high school pitcher, has the strength to win, this is not to say that facing any pitcher is a 100% win rate, but it means that no pitcher can suppress this hitter, simply in terms of being able to turn four to five hits in a game, at least, in the eyes of Mine Fujio, At present, there is no pitcher in high school who can suppress Takahiro Ohmae on every bat, and it can be said that it is normal to be knocked out of the hit, or even hit a home run, because Takahiro Ohmae has such strength.

And the same words.

It can also be placed on the captain of the four sticks at Qingdao High School.

As the core of the line of Seido High School.

Tetsuya Yuuki's striking power.

Mine Fujio can be said to know very well, compared to Omae Takahiro, it is only said that the strength is a little weaker, but in terms of strike speed, it is superior.

The two are only between the two of them.

So!

Tetsuya Yuki is also quite a threat to Manaka.

"It's a very critical game, for the three high pitches."

Mine's eyes looking in the direction of the three high throws on the court became extremely deep.

It's not just Mine Fujio who thinks so, but anyone who sees the Seido tournament knows very well how powerful Tetsuya Yuki is.

And that's exactly what these viewers expected.

In the second round against Tetsuya Yuuki.

The three highs are already dealing with Qing Shui and Zhenzhong with a very cautious posture, but they are still struggling, and the posture of walking on thin ice is simply trembling all the time in their hearts.

"Whoosh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!!"

A little bit of the ball way, Yuki Tetsu did not hesitate to shoot.

Just a little bit of the ball is out of the way.

It was as immobile as a mountain.

It puts more pressure on the pitcher's mound to be manuha, that calm and calm posture, and dense sweat droplets appear on the forehead of the pitcher's mound.

"It's a big problem... This is a situation that can't be shaken off.。。。。 ”

At home base, the corners of Qing Shui's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed secretly in his heart, without the strength to suppress it head-on, it was even more impossible to expect a mistake in the Qingdao four sticks on the side.

Such a situation.

For the three high casting.

It's really a dilemma.

Walks?

I just sent one in front.

The follow-up is all strong beaters.

It's not a sane choice.

However, if you do not guarantee it.

Just look at the situation of the four sticks next to him.

Not even!

Just give you such a ruthless blow, then they really can't hold the three highs.

It's no wonder that Qing Shui is a little uncomfortable and diaphragm.