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"Very tricky blows, perfect falling arcs, the first ball is the Qingdao three-batter who attacked the bat, Jun Isashiki, successfully caught the ace of pitcher Yakami Mingchuan High School, Yang Sunsin's low straight ball, the long outfield route that was successfully bombarded, Kuramochi-kun on second base, easily returned to home plate, Qingdao High School finally broke the score in this sixth inning, and the two teams returned to the same running line, NOW! It's still the same situation, no one is out, there are people on second and third base, and in the face of Qingdao High School, which is still clearing the home run line, Mingchuan High School can survive this crisis!? ”

An impeccable blow, a swift and hard blow.

A well-timed hit by Jun Izakiki tied the score for Seido High School in the sixth inning.

Revealing ferocious fangs.

The terrifying oppressive force that swept over the face.

The audience could feel the dominance and suppression of Seido High School.

At this time, even Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's hill felt a suffocating pain.

"Fourth baseman, first baseman, Yuuki-kun."

"Hahaha, it's a beautiful fight, Isashiki-senpai."

"Pure! Nice hit. ”

"Captain, captain, captain, go on."

"Four sticks, one more one, let's just crush that guy."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

The hearty rhythm, the noisy atmosphere, and the noisy momentum that is agitated to the extreme.

In this sixth inning.

The supporters in the stands of Qingdao High School seemed to want to vent their pent-up emotions in the previous five innings.

The cheers were like a home stadium.

It is also to a certain extent that it brings more mental pressure to these players in Mingchuan High School.

"Now, it's a big trouble...

On the third base side, in the bench of Mingchuan High School, even the tail superintendent who is not of a very high level realized the predicament of his team at this time.

With a furrowed brow, the tail superintendent looked at Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's mound not far away with a very worried and nervous look.

"Shun Chen..."

The hands that were placed upside down behind him also clenched a little hard at this time.

The slightly lowered brim of the hat, the seemingly calm Yang Sunsin, the right hand that was actually trembling slightly, had already exposed his uncalm mood at this moment, the first ball was bombarded out, and there was still no one out, and there was someone on third base.

Looking at Tetsuya Yuuki who was standing calmly in the strike zone.

Yang Sunsin gritted his teeth, and a very hesitant look appeared in his pupils.

"It's very uncomfortable, Yang Sunsin, in such a situation, if you want to face Zhesang, if you are a little careless, you will be bombarded by Zhesang without hesitation."

Shigero, who was squatting in the strike preparation area, held the metal bat tightly in his right hand, and Yang Sunsin's figure was reflected in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared and he whispered.

Tie the score?

Reverse the score?

Yes and no!

From the perspective of Qingdao High School, standing at the height of this group of teenagers, the first five rounds of no score, they are going to completely flip over in this game, and those who will be suppressed will all burst out!!

Deep eyes, calm countenance.

The Zhe team is always the beater who gives the most pressure to the hitter in this situation.

The bottomless eyes.

Tall and muscular figure.

Yang Sunchen couldn't help but bite his lower lip, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

In the next moment.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad Ball"

"Four bad balls, escort."

Different from the four bad mistakes against Ryosuke Kominato, in this seat of the Zhe team, these are the four bad balls that Yang Sunchen took the initiative to throw, suppressed by the momentum of the Zhe team, and palpitated by the prestige of the Zhe team.

"Four bad balls, in the face of the Qingdao four bats, Yuki Tetsuya, the ace of Mingchuan High School, Yang Sunsin, threw four bad balls, after losing a point, Mingchuan High School ushered in a big crisis of full bases, and, still no one is out, Qingdao High School ushered in the ace five batters, Shigerano Shin! Will Seido High School be able to seize this opportunity and win the game once and for all!? ”

The filled base bag was in front of everyone in the audience.

On the commentary platform, the host's words also sounded in a high-pitched voice.

"Sure enough, it's still guaranteed? However, if you don't dare to give it a go, what do you have left? Yang Sunsin!! ”

Shigero, who slowly stood up in the strike preparation area, looked at Yang Sunsin not far away, and there was a sharp cold glint in his eyes.

"Come on, Shigerun-kun, take one."

"One book!"

"Your Highness the Tyrant, I'll leave it to you here."

"Ace, defeat him."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

The cheers of the supporters of Seido High School in the stands seemed to be able to see the dawn of victory, and the words shouted out unbridled and loudly offered the warmest support to their own aces who were about to set foot in the strike zone.

"Shun Chen!"

"Come on, Ace."

"Yang Jun, please."

"You can absolutely do it, Shun Chen."

In the bench of Mingchuan High School, as well as the players on the court, they are also tense their heartstrings, and they are also cheering loudly for their trump card.

At this point, no one can retreat, Qingdao can't, and Mingchuan can't.

Qingdao took a step back, and the worst was only the same score, if Ming Chuan took this step back, then there was an abyss waiting for them behind him.

Yang Sunsin took a deep breath and shook his head gently, throwing out all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Calm down! You have to stay calm and the game hasn't reached the point where there is no room for salvation.

As long as you suppress the follow-up beaters steadily!

Don't concede more than two points, there is still hope in this game!

"Hope? Do you really think so!? If that's the case, then let this ace completely crush your hope, Yang Sunsin!! ”

A tall figure, a resolute face.

Shigerino clutched the metal bat and strode up to the strike zone, looking fixed on the striking position.

“playball！”

The heart is like stopping water.

The most important thing in ball control is the most stable and peaceful mentality.

You can't let your emotions fluctuate too much, it will affect your possession.

"First ball."

The pupils of the gaze, the decisions made.

With that raised arm, Yang Sunsin felt the delicate touch on his fingertips.

"Huh"

Flailing his right arm forward, a little light flew out of here.

The straight shadow of the ball galloped awe-inspiring to home plate.

"High in the middle!?"

The first goal of the extreme raid.

Shigero's eyes froze, and he took a decisive step and pulled the figure away.

The metal bat swung vigorously.

"Huh"

I adjust the shock standard measure slightly higher.

"Pong"

Interception strikes on the move.

There was a loud roar.

Deviation of half a point of this blow.

"Huh"

"Bang"

The ball flew upside down and slammed into the ground.

Jumped out of the first base boundary line.

"Out of bounds!!"

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