The third round of the Tokyo Autumn Tournament Regional Qualifiers.

Qingdao High School vs. Shubei High School.

Xiubei High School will attack first, Qingdao High School will attack later, and bet on the only one who can qualify for the main stage of this year's fall competition, and the two teams will be here and will start an extremely fierce battle today.

On the third base side, in the bench of Xiubei High School.

"Ho, is that tyrant guarding the left field? Hehe, it seems that the substitute pitcher is enough to suppress our line, although the second-year pitcher is indeed very good, but, in this way, it did give us a very good opportunity in the first game, as long as we can get the lead at the beginning of the opening game, control the dominance, who will die in this game, it's really hard to say. ”

The head coach of Xiubei High School, Supervisor Miura, touched his chin, the corners of his eyes curved slightly, and a faint smile flashed and said softly.

"Listen well, don't let go of those easy to play balls, this pitcher's straight ball is relatively weak, keep catching the high in the early stage, since Qingdao dares to let the ace defend the left field, then let the group of guys in Qingdao High School regret their arrogance, take out your strength and perseverance, and let the so-called famous family know our strength!!"

"Yes, Overseer!!"

The loud shout, the momentum that soared into the sky, so that the people of Qingdao High School, who had already stood in a defensive position on the court, could feel the majestic aura from Shubei High School, and the Tanba Koichiro on the pitcher's mound was even more awe-inspiring, and the cold light in his pupils became more and more intense.

"Tamba."

At home base, Keisuke Miyauchi raised his arms, a faint light appeared in his pupils, and two hot breaths suddenly came out of his nostrils.

"Hmm."

Tanba Koichiro nodded fiercely, the lost thing, no matter what, is irretrievable, in the excellent juniors snatched away the first back number, not to mention that these teenagers who are just high school students, even adults, few people can really maintain a balanced mentality, but, even if there are some unwillingness in their hearts, even if there are other emotions that continue to spread in the depths of their hearts, but, they know better, at this time, what they should do, the young man's mind is very complicated, But it's also very simple.

"In the first half of the first inning, the attack of Shubei High School, one bat, first baseman, Mizuno-kun."

Tall sophomore pitcher, the decisive ball is a curved ball, speaking of which, the curved ball thrown by this height is indeed difficult to handle, but, according to the video, this pitcher's straight ball is not very tricky, from time to time there will be a good way to play, only the first game, you can be bold to let go of all the low balls, just aim at the straight ball to grab a good number of balls, in this case, unless this pitcher can really accurately control each ball on the edge of the low ball, otherwise, there will definitely be a slightly higher ball road!!

Stepping on the strike zone, Shubei High School's batter, Mizuno Nagaji looked at Tanba Koichiro on the pitcher's mound, the metal bat that was clenched, under the vigorous shaking, the muscles all over his body instantly tensed, and he completely concentrated his attention, Mizuno's qi machine firmly locked on Tanba Koichiro.

“playball！！”

The high-pitched words of the presiding referee, the air that instantly froze.

At home base, Keisuke Miyauchi made a gesture code very decisively at the bottom, and the position of the ball set that was quickly set, when the four eyes met, above the pitcher mound, Tanba's senior nodded solemnly, and stood sideways, with his right arm raised high.

"Huh"

As he shook it down, a sharp light appeared at this moment.

The white light that flew in came as it approached home plate.

The light and shadow that sloped down.

"Huh"

The aiming position, the swinging metal bat, in the moment when the black shadow flew in the sky.

"Pong"

The sound of the impact of the edge of the light rubbing sounded, and the sense of drop transmitted from the bat made Mizuno on the strike zone change his expression slightly, and the metal bat that wanted to be suppressed downwards was not completely suppressed downward, and the light and shadow that ejected from the whistle slammed into the direction of second and third base.

"Bang"

"Damn, is it still a little careless!?"

The expected outer corner of the first ball was low, and Mizuno, who originally wanted to endure a hand, first observed a few balls, but he didn't hold back the desire to swing the bat at the last second, and the metal bat that was waved subconsciously, the moment he touched the ball, Mizuno felt a trace of chagrin in his heart.

"Smack"

A blow that completely deviated from the center of the ball, and the speed of the landing ejection was extremely slow in the eyes of the infielders of Qingdao High School, and Kuramachi successfully stopped in front of the ball with a very easy sliding step, and the arm that gently raised again threw the ball in his hand in the direction of first base.

"Whoosh"

"Smack"

He was caught by the first baseman's Zhe team.

"Out."

Shubei High School's batter, Mizuno Nagaji, who paid the price for his greed, was beaten by one ball and first base was blocked out.

"Good ball, Damposan."

"Haha, well done, Tamba."

"Attack, attack, attack, Tamba."

How can it be repaired, I'm still in a bit of a hurry!!

The Qingdao High School bench that stood in solidarity, compared to Mizuno Nagaji who stopped on the base line, subconsciously clenched his fists, and his undulating chest, indicating that at this moment, the Xiubei High School batter was not at peace in his heart.

"An active attack doesn't mean you can mess around, seize the opportunity and then make a move."

On the third base side, in the bench seat of Xiubei High School, Superintendent Miura frowned slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his pupils, which made the Xiubei High School players present all look awe-inspiring and respond in a deep voice.

"Yes, Overseer."

"Two bats, right fielder, Amakusa-kun."

The beaters of Shubei High School did not mean to underestimate Seido High School, but, because Shigerino's sense of presence was too strong, the brilliance of the other pitchers in the pitcher team of Seido High School was completely obscured, and at the moment when treating Koichiro Tanba, who was obviously the main pitcher in the second year of a famous high school, he couldn't help but have a trace of contempt in his heart, but, as mentioned earlier, Tanba's weakness was just symmetrical to the trump cards of the real top teams. The team that can break down Tanba is on the line, even if it is not the top in the country, it must at least be first-class to achieve it.

And Xiubei High School's line-playing strength obviously cannot reach the first-class level, and it cannot be said that their strength is not enough to threaten Tambo, but it should be said that they did not despise Tambo's capital.

When they thought that Tanba's straight ball could be a good strategy.

Mentally, they lose first.

"Whoosh"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"