Each of these spectators arrived early.

Before the start of this game, they had already launched a heated discussion, and prepared the warm-up activities in advance for today's two semi-final confrontations, and the same is that even the two teams in the second confrontation, the players of White Dragon High School and Jiuzhong High School, under the leadership of their own supervision, came to the court in advance and found their respective seats, in order to watch the first semi-final confrontation at close range, and the key goal is naturally to put on Qingdao High School. What will happen to the Tokyo giants, who are known as the kings, in today's semifinals, which is a point that all the players of Hakulong High School and Jiuju High School and even each other's head coaches are very concerned about.

Above the west side of the stands.

The position of everyone in White Dragon High School.

Soichiro Mima sat in the highest position.

Looking at the Qingdao people who were warming up in front of the third base bench in the field, their eyes were fixed on Shigeno and Miyuki, and a ray of extremely bright brilliance bloomed in the pupils of Soichiro Mima.

"Shigeno Shin, Miyuki Kazuya!"

Everyone will be watching it.

So far, it is still recognized as the strongest high school student in the country to cast (on the side of Inashi, His Royal Highness the Prince has reached this level, but the little catcher Duo Tian Yeshu is still a step behind, and on the side of the emperor, it is the other way around, and the little sun is a little worse, if you really want to talk about it, it is the trump card of Jumo, and you can get infinitely close to the existence of Shigeno and Miyuki. ）

A casting partner is a combination.

Each other guides each other.

Each other influences each other.

Especially in the position of the catcher.

In many moments, it will seem crucial.

It is not absolute, but it is a fact that can be generally determined.

The catcher determines the lower limit, and the pitcher determines the upper limit!!

"Buzz-buzz!"

Loud and piercing air raid sirens.

"Line up!"

The loud and firm words of the referee resounded on the field.

"Dada!"

Straight orientation.

Two teams of teenagers running out of the benches on both sides.

Gather in the center of home plate.

A young man who stands upright.

Heroic.

"Salute!"

Falling words.

"Please advise!"

Passionate words resounded over the field.

"Oooooooooooo

"Here we go! Here we go! ”

"Come on! Qingdao, dominate the Kanto. ”

"The Red Sea! It's time to show the power of Kanagawa's famous family. ”

"Last year's account, this time let's get it back directly."

"King! Let your opponents see what you have to offer. ”

"Rush!"

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"Sagara! Sagara! Sagara! ”

The burst of the waves, this incomparable cry.

The 90th Kanto Tournament, the fourth round, the semi-finals, the first game, Seido High School vs. Red Sea Sagara High School, in this cheering frenzy, officially kicked off the match.

On the first base side, Red Sea Daisagara High School, attack first.

Third base side, Qingdao High School, back attack.

Two days later.

The fourth day of the Kanto Championship.

Shigerano Shin, the ace of the Qingdao Road, once again stepped into the position of the starting pitcher mound today!

The moment of attention.

Focused line of sight.

The crowd at the moment when they saw Shigeno Shin appear on the pitcher's mound.

Including the players of White Dragon High School and Kue High School.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The cheers from the stands also became more intense at this moment.

"Oooo It's coming! Your Highness the Tyrant! ”

"Qingdao! Qingdao! ”

"Come on! Shigerun-kun! ”

"Come and the storm will be a little more violent! Xin-kun! ”

"Rush! Aodo!! ”

The support is immense, and it is like the home of His Royal Highness the Tyrant of Tokyo.

On the first base side, in the bench of Sagara High School in the Red Sea.

Superintendent Koizumi looked at Shigerino Shin on the pitcher's mound, and his pupils were full of jealousy and admiration.

"It's the same as last year, and it's not the same as last year."

The same dominance, the same power that has become more intense.

The rematch after almost a year.

This time, it was none other pitchers who started first, or His Highness the Tyrant in front of him.

"Since Qingdao is so face-saving, don't you want to be here, pull it yourself! Let's go! ”

Superintendent Koizumi looked at his own player in front of him, squeezed his fist with his right hand and swung it hard, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Overseer!!"

Failed to achieve a goal last year.

Koshien regrets left behind.

In the year.

They are bound to make up for it in the Red Sea.

Before the summer.

Koshien before meeting again.

Let's collect some interest at this Kanto Tournament first!

Turn around to look at it.

The slender figure standing on top of the pitcher's mound in the eyes of all the players of the Red Sea Daisagara High School, and every player, especially the second- and third-year players who participated in the summer Koshien last year, had a ray of extremely sharp brilliance blooming in their pupils.

"Let's go!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"In the first half of the first inning, the attack of the Red Sea Daisagara High School, the first bat, the third baseman, Aisuke-kun."

The ambition before, the goal now.

The first of the Kanto Tournament semifinals.

The blue road and the red sea are fighting again!

Only this time the Red Sea is going to encounter a start.

“playball！”

"Ashin!"

"Ahh

Far more drastic than they could have imagined.

"First goal!"

"Princes of the Red Sea! This is the first ball of courtesy! ”

Suddenly straightened up.

The arms raised highly.

"Boom!"

The direction of the gaze.

Shigerano's swift footsteps.

When the dust is rising.

"Whew!"

A flash of light leaped out from Shigerun's fingertips.

Sharp brilliance.

The high-altitude position that is forced into.

"Coming!?"

Momentary brilliance.

"What!?"

The arc that was just sensed.

Aisuke on the strike zone hasn't had time to swing his baton yet.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

Fit snugly into the inner corners.

It was like a polar shadow coming in from the cheek.

A biting chill that was felt directly.

"Good shot!"

There is no time for the phase to fully react.

The impassioned words that fell.

“150KM！”

and the numbers that appeared on the wide electronic scoreboard behind the fielders.

"Shhhhh

"Oh!?"

Ling Aisuke's eyes widened and his face showed a shocked expression.

The thousands of spectators on the high platform, including the supervisors and contestants of White Dragon High School and Jiuju High School, couldn't help but change their faces slightly, and even some of them gasped at this moment.

"First goal! A straight ball from the inside high angle! The tyrant who does not hide it at all, the mighty speedball that surpasses the 150KM mark! The Red Sea High School batter in the strike zone didn't react at all, a good shot!! ”

"Damn!? it!? it? What do I see? ”

“150KM！ Finally! Finally! Shigerun-kun is also breaking through this hurdle when the summer of the third grade is coming!? ”

"Awesome! Awesome! ”

"Tsk! The first goal was so exciting! Is this the trump card of King Qingdao? ”

"His Royal Highness the Tyrant of Tokyo, worthy of his name!"