Chapter 1262: The Same Score of the Battle of Jumo (Fourth Thanks, Snowman Shoes)

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"Hurry up! Home! ”

"Safe base!"

"Damn!"

"Sakai! Hurry up! ”

"Dada-da-da!"

"Huh"

"Da!"

"Smack!"

The garrison that didn't have time to turn around, the offensive that couldn't be stopped at all.

When Ichiro Sakai picked up the ball, he couldn't pass straight to home plate like Jun Izashaki and Kenjiro Hakushu, so he could only choose to pass to the infield moment first.

Everything is already out of time.

The figure that stepped firmly on home plate.

"Safe base!!"

In response to the presiding judge's hands spread out, the high-pitched ruling words sounded.

“2”

And then there's the value that appears on the wide electronic scoreboard behind him.

At this moment, the morale of everyone in Qingdao High School instantly fell to the bottom.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!?"

"Jinyuan senior!"

"Four Sticks!! It's so handsome! ”

The Jumo High School players in the bench on the third base, at this moment, even the Hongo Masamune of the paralyzed boy raised his arms and shouted along with the seniors.

The Nitta superintendent, who was originally nervous, also relaxed a little at this moment, the game is not over yet, but as long as it is tied, even if the follow-up can not be reversed, however, the Nitta superintendent has reason to believe that the victory of Tianping is already completely inclined to their Jumo High School!!

"Home Plate, Survive!! A perfect blow, the palm ball in the inner corner of the extreme fall, which was originally controlled by the wonderful speed change ball, after experiencing the baptism of the previous three hits, this time, as a four-stick Jin Yuanjun grabbed this ball, the extremely tricky and powerful blow, the left field direction hit the wall of the ultra-long-distance hit, the first and third base runners all returned to home plate in one breath, the first half of the ninth inning, the dark horse from the north, Jumo High School directly equalized the score!! ”

"Damn!? Isn't it, two points in one breath! ”

"Wow, that's completely different."

"Tut-tut, I suppressed eight games in a row, and then I was equalized in this last game."

"This is a big blow to Qingdao and Shigerun-kun, right?"

"Now the rhythm is still in the hands of Jumo, if Shigerun-kun is directly shaken, it may even be reversed directly, Jin Yuanjun is stepping on second base."

"Hehe, this is the real finals, baseball games, it's really not until the last minute, you can't see it."

"Koshien! Final! Game 9! Same points! It's all there, and that's the game I want to see!! ”

Unbelievable, extremely cheering, endless noisy chatter.

At this moment, it spread over the entire Koshien Stadium.

All the conditions you can find, all the scenes you want to see.

At this summer's Koshien finals, you can find almost everything.

In the first half of the ninth inning, Kim Won Field, who was a four-bat, hit a two-point tie at the right time.

Push the excitement of this final to another new climax!!

The Feng Fujio, Narumiya Narumiya and others in the stands were the same as the general audience, their eyes widened, revealing a touch of different degrees of shock, no one expected that Shigerino Shin, who had shown such a wonderful pitching performance in the first eight innings, would actually be hit by Jumo High School in the ninth inning, and even tied the score in one breath, even if there was a luck component bonus of irregular ejection changes just now.

But this blow!

But it is a sharp blade in the true sense as if it is directly inserted into the center of the Qingdao High Center.

"Qingdao High School is in danger...

Feng Fujifu, who was sitting in the front stand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a very solemn expression.

"Pause!"

The most important moment, the key blow.

A goal and a blow that put all the wonderful performances of the first eight games into a wasted one.

This is baseball!

This is the final!

At this moment, Superintendent Kataoka, who was standing in front of the bench, shouted a timeout without the slightest hesitation, and immediately called Kusunoki Fumiya, and explained a few words, Kusunoki Senpai, who immediately put on his hat and quickly ran towards the pitcher mound that had gathered all the fielders in the Aomichi.

For Qingdao High School, this is just a crisis, not the worst, irreparable situation.

And most importantly!

Their own trump card must not fall here!

The only thing Qingdao High School can rely on now is its own ace pitcher.

At this moment.

Superintendent Kataoka and Hiromitsu Ochiai both looked at their own trump card, Shigeruno, who stood on the pitcher's hill with an unprecedented solemn expression.

This is the last existence that they can rely on in Qingdao High School.

Where everyone's eyes converge.

The crowd of Qingdao High School gathered on the pitcher's mound.

"I really have to be convinced, Jumo High School, suppressed a full eight rounds, and was blasted out by them here in a row."

Shigerono Shin tilted his head slightly, put his hands on his waist, and said with a very emotional and relaxed tone on his face.

"Ashin."

"Shigerun."

The surrounding Miyuki, Tetsu team, Kominato Ryosuke, Kuramochi and others all showed a very complicated expression, and they knew very well that the emotions in the heart of the seemingly calm trump card in front of them were not as casual as their expressions seemed.

No pitcher can be in such a situation and still maintain the most peaceful mind.

Neither can the most experienced pros.

"Here, I can only honestly admit that the other side has superior finishing skills."

Shigerno Shin turned his head, looked at his teammates in front of him, and said with a chuckle.

It's just that this smile, no matter how you look at it, is mixed with a trace of reluctance and a trace of anger.

"And it's just a tie, isn't it? We still have attacks in the second half of the game, just block them here! ”

You're still as strong, Ashin.

Miyuki looked at Shigerino Shin in front of him, and his pupils revealed a touch of extremely complex emotions, and he immediately nodded heavily.

"Ah, the most important thing is to stop them here."

And the senior Kusunoki who acted as a herald on the side was also a little relieved after seeing that Shigerino was not really shaken.

"Well, the superintendent also said, it's just a tie now, there's no need to rush at all, we still have the attack in the second half of the game, as long as we block Jumo here, the inner field chooses the middle guard, aiming for a double kill."

Nanmu senior looked at the Zhe team, Shigeno and the others in front of him and said.

"yes, I understand."

Shigerinoshin tapped the brim of his hat lightly and whispered back.

"Hmmm! No problem! ”

"Woo-ga!!"

"Understood!"

The Kuramochi, Tetsu team, Masuko seniors and others around immediately responded loudly, especially Kominato Ryosuke seniors, and the expressions on their faces were unprecedentedly serious.

"So, let's go!"

"Oooooooooooo

Don't be shaken!

Don't be affected!

Here are the finals!

I'm an ace!

Obstruct!

I'm going to stop them here!

Shigerno Shin's clenched right hand, the faintly trembling fingertips, at this moment, took a deep breath, bit his lower lip hard, and even faintly a trace of blood oozed out, transmitting a direct pain to the nerves in the brain.

Let Shigeno Shin's nerves at this moment be concentrated like never before!

"Fifth stick, Catcher, Iguchi-kun."