Pitchers are required to be 100% controlled in every game, to deal with every hitter, and at every moment of throwing, which is no longer a difficult problem for strongmen, but a fantasy thing, throughout the world, no matter in any sports competition, whether it is a student game, or a professional game, can not find even one, in his career, not a single mistake has occurred player, Shigerno is also a person, not a god, major mistakes are naturally not allowed, but such a subtle control deviation, It's also something that happens occasionally, and it's not something that Shigeno himself can control 100% of the time.

Just that ball and this blow.

It was also a wake-up call for Shigeru to wake up again.

In the current nationwide range, there are still a lot of strong hitters who can deal with it, even if they pitch normally, there is a probability of being bombarded, not to mention a slight deviation in detail control.

"Third batter, pitcher, Sato-kun."

Two out, second base someone.

It is not allowed to be bombarded again.

The third batter ushered in.

"Come on, Sato, I'll leave it to you here."

"Keisuke is on second base, Sato, you kid understands, right!?"

"Ace, take one."

"The first point against His Highness the Tyrant is up to you, Sato-kun."

In the bench at third base, the enthusiastic cheers from the stands rang out.

It also made Yoshikei Sato, who had just stepped into the strike zone, look even more cold.

A collection!

Definitely going to get a hit!

Defeat the Tyrant from here and lay the strongest foundation for your own team's victory!!

"Ashin?"

At home base, Miyuki, whose body leaned forward slightly, showed a hint of inquiry on his face.

"It doesn't matter, Ichiya, the blow just now has no effect, it's better to follow the rhythm of the front."

Shigerun, who was bowing slightly on the pitcher's mound, shook his arms and nodded slightly.

Miyuki at home plate is an immediate understanding.

It's just a hit.

It's nothing at all.

Besides, he is still facing a famous team like Yurong High School.

Shigeno is ready to drop points.

Shigeno never thought that he was strong enough to face any team and achieve a clean sheet, and that kind of arrogant thought that he would not dare to write or draw manga like this.

“playball！”

"Is this the forward and inward position? And it's also a posture of holding a long stick properly, and it's really a clear division of labor and a clear goal, this group of guys. ”

Shigeno took a deep breath and came into view, and Yoshikei Sato's stance and holding the baton were accompanied by the words of the presiding judge who fell.

Shigeru Ye quickly raised his right arm.

A delicate touch that you can feel at your fingertips.

"Huh"

Suddenly.

The light and shadow that shine through.

Aiming at the direction of home plate, Miyuki's set ball sleeve position.

A sharp chill appeared.

"Here we are."

Sato in the strike zone is a grim look.

Footsteps moving forward, writhing figures.

"Huh"

Dealing with the swinging metal bat.

"Pong!!"

Adjacent to each other at low altitude, overlapping black shadows.

A strong shock transmitted from a metal bat to both arms.

"It's still so heavy! But it's time to get used to it! ”

A flash of fierceness flashed in Sato's pupils, and he bit his lips.

"Huh"

Suddenly swayed the dark shadow of the past.

"Whoosh"

"Third base!?"

It's like a hit ball from third base.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang on the ground, and the violent dust kicked up.

Shigeru Ye suddenly turned his head and shouted.

Masuko's senior body of the third baseman also quickly flew forward.

The position of the front interception of the side.

There was almost a hint of the ball that didn't intercept it.

"Snap"

Fortunately, there was a slight deviation in the air.

Fell outside the boundary line of third base.

"Out of bounds."

Fall down the verdict words.

"Hmmm! It feels very good! Your Highness the Tyrant, this time you won't be able to escape easily! ”

The sight of the pair.

The fierce sparks that rubbed between the two aces.

"Humph! Interesting, if you have the ability, you can give it a try, Sato-kun! ”

A beautiful arc raised at the corners of the mouth.

Shigerun's face also showed an extremely cold smile.

"Second ball!"

"Huh"

"Boom!"

"Bad ball!"

"The third ball."

"Huh"

A quick move.

The high-speed refraction of the ball shadow interspersed into the home plate, the frontal collision in the center.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

The huge momentum that rolls in.

The intense coercion that came to the face.

"How can it be repaired! I won't lose to you a second time, Shigerino Shin! ”

The persistence that comes from it.

"Huh"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds."

In the strike zone, Yoshikei Sato showed an unyielding attitude.

It also made Miyuki and Shigerun's sense of jealousy of this Yurong three-stick ace even stronger.

Within range, you must shoot.

Such a strong offensive stance.

It can be said that, to some extent, it can put great pressure on the garrison.

Especially when there's someone in the scoring circle.

Keisuke Suzuki, who was tense and standing on the side of the second base, was also constantly putting pressure on the Qingdao guard in his own way.

"Oooh! It's very entangled. ”

"As long as it's a good ball, you will definitely shoot."

"It seems that Yu Rong has also made up his mind."

"This game is also the key."

A direction that is in the spotlight.

A white-hot showdown.

"Come on, come on, come on, Shin Shigerun!"

The spirit that is fully immersed in it seems to penetrate into the deepest level of the soul.

It's an extremely rare, but fully felt, subtle shiver.

But it's at this moment.

It made Shigerano Shin on the pitcher's mound feel more and more emotional.

"It's really boiling, Sato-kun!"

"Fourth goal!"

A shimmering sheen.

The dancing figure.

"Ashin!"

"Ah, I understand!"

Infuse all the strength, that little concentration of the spirit.

"If you want that! Then satisfy you! ”

Sharp sight.

The power that erupted.

"Boom"

Footsteps that slammed forward.

"Huh"

Extremely swinging arms.

A small ball that comes out of your hand.

Yao Dong is in the sky.

Break into home plate.

A sonic boom that exploded.

"It's coming!"

A tough straight ball that goes to the top of the inside corner.

"Head-to-head duel, that's exactly what I want!"

"Huh"

The center of gravity of the body that resisted, the body that swayed completely.

Sato, who also unleashed all his power in an instant.

A white orb whizzing by.

Facing the ferocity of the metal bat.

The beating light.

Staggered ghosting.

"Boom!"

A moment of stagnation.

The ball that jumped out.

Precisely and delicately, it flew a little inward above the metal bat, and disappeared into the ball sleeve of Miyuki behind him.

"Good shot!!"

"The hitter is out."

"Oooo

It was as if he was responding to the solidarity of the support group in the stands.

The ace Shigerano Shin who clenched his fist and raised it high.

Compared to the striking zone, Yoshikei Sato's look was very ugly.

At this moment, the most violent roar was heard.