Chapter 522: The Final Battle

Adventurous tactical choices.

Pitching with great courage.

In the last defense of the first half of this ninth inning, Manaka wanted to rely on his perseverance to block the intention of Qingdao High School to take advantage of the situation to pursue, and the hearty three up and three down, did not let anyone from Qingdao High School go to base, and did not lose points Zhenzhong, retaining the last trace of hope for his team to win, and the two teams still maintained a five-point difference, ushering in the final game of the collision.

"I was able to hold on, facing the top line of Qingdao High School."

"Tsk, fast pitching? If you are a little careless, you may even be blasted out again, it should be said that the three highs are well aware of the corresponding awareness. ”

"But, then again, if the result is good, everything is OK."

"All in all, in the first half of the ninth inning, there were no points conceded in the real game, this is a fact, the five-point difference, the second half of the inning, is a three-high home run sequence, it depends on whether the three highs can create a miracle."

"Hawkers,If you want to talk about probability,There's still a game.,Haven't you used to chase eight or nine points in the second half of the ninth game.,So 。。。。。"

"Haha, if you really want to talk about it, in a baseball game, you can't determine the winner until the last number of outs."

"Ninety-one open, maybe even lower, this one still depends on the strength of the big one, the hope of the three highs to win is that the big one can blast out a big one, in this case, as long as there is a big one, the three highs are likely to convert the theoretical probability of turning the tables into reality."

"Well, that's hard."

The third high school of the city university, Qingdao High School, both belong to the two famous teams in the West District, who can win the crown of this autumn competition, there is still the last half of the match, the adrenaline of the audience, before the duel has started, it has already surged in advance, and the excited look on the face can already explain everything.

Enthusiastic audience.

Supporting teams on both sides of the team who are in solidarity with each other and worried about their own teams.

It's laughter.

It's crying.

It's hi.

It's sad.

In any case, there is only the last half of this final.

"Shigeruno-kun...

"Faith..."

"Shigerun, come on."

"Xinjun...

The seniors of Dongqingguo, Chris, An Yilunye, Kasumigaoka Shiyu and others who were sitting in the audience couldn't help but pinch their hearts at this moment, and the final confrontation was the last half step away from victory, even as bystanders, the emotions in their hearts at this moment couldn't help but be restless, this kind of condensed atmosphere that spread in the air.

Especially Senior Chris, who looked in the direction of the bench, flashed with a look of longing, regret, and worry.

At this juncture.

In this situation.

How senior Chris wished he could put on the catcher's protective gear and stand on that court.

And Shigerun.

Fight side by side with your teammates!!

"You guys, come on."

Just crossed hands, Chris's pupils fluttered with a very complicated look, and he whispered.

On the first base side, in the bench of Seido High School.

Shigeroko put his hands together in front of the bridge of his nose, his eyes focused and staring.

"There's one game left, and three outs."

The words that come out of whispering to yourself.

Shigero's hands trembled slightly at this moment.

With victory so close, tension, excitement, and even a little uneasiness intertwined deep in Shigno's heart.

"Damn! Don't beat your heart so fast! ”

Gently caressing his left breast, the beating heart.

Shigeru Ye took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air, and Shigeru wanted to calm the restlessness in his heart.

"Ashin."

Familiar words.

A gentle shoulder pat.

A strong sense of stability is conveyed.

It seems to be able to blow the anxiety and uneasiness in the heart of the Buddha's ambition.

Shigeno looked up.

Miyuki's familiar but somewhat unfamiliar smile greeted Shigero's eyes.

Say it's familiar.

Because Miyuki is still that Miyuki.

Say it's strange.

Because in this smile, there is no usual banter, no conventional inconsistencies, just the eyes full of trust, stability, and gentleness.

Also at this moment.

Shigerno overlapped the figure of Miyuki and someone in front of him, and his eyes were a little dazed and moist, and subconsciously, Shigeno muttered to himself.

"Chris... Predecessor? ”

"Huh? Ha? Did you just say that? Ashin? ”

Maybe it was because the voice was too soft, or maybe the other voices next to him were too noisy, but Miyuki didn't seem to hear Shigerun's words clearly, and the look of doubt that was revealed.

Let Shigeno suddenly come back to his senses, chuckled and shook his head, the figure that stood up.

"No, it's nothing, one also, there's still half a game, and three more outs, please."

A familiar smile, a confident look on his face.

Stretch out your right hand.

Gently touch the two fists together.

"Well, each other, and three more outs, I'll leave it to you, Lord Ace."

"Hmmm! I get it. ”

Straightened brim.

The throwers who looked at each other and smiled.

Shigerano's right hand clenched into a fist, and the figure strode out of the bench.

Miyuki was one position behind, and he was close behind.

Looking at Shigerun's slender back.

A complicated look flashed in Miyuki's pupils, but it was replaced by a resolute look.

"Chris, senior? However, I can also be your most solid partner, Ashin, me! It will definitely make you the best pitcher in Japan!! ”

In the direction of the court, Miyukina took a firm step.

Accompanied by those who also walked onto the court with heroic steps, Isashiki seniors, Tetsu team and others.

Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Autumn Tournament, Finals, Bottom Half of the Ninth Inning, With a five-point difference, Seido High School, His Royal Highness the Tyrant - Nobu Shigerano will usher in the final attack of the third high school of the City University!!

"Sa!! Finally came to the final prologue of this final, the final, the second half of the ninth game, the final collision between the two famous families, the five-point difference, betting on the only winning throne, whether the tyrant Shigerno led Qingdao to win, or the three highs and four sticks Daqian led the three high Jedi to turn the tables!? Fight!! Imminent!! ”

On the commentary stage, the host's hoarse commentary words.

As the nine members of Qingdao High School stepped on the court.

"Oo!!oo

"Ahh

The shouts, cheers, and cheers that exploded over the Jingu Stadium instantly filled the entire Jingu Stadium, and everyone shouted unbridled at this moment.

It's like the climax of the festival.

Wordless raucous atmosphere.

The figure that slowly stepped out of the third high bench of the city university from the side of the third base.

All of them had a resolute look on their faces.

"In the second half of the ninth inning, the attack of the three highests of the city, three sticks, the stalwarts, Miyagawa-kun."

Leeway!?

No!

This is the final battle.

It's a battle to bet everything on your own!

Compare the line of sight,

It was full of cold, crazy, bloodthirsty looks.

"I'm ready, but what about you!? )”

The ultimate orgasmic collision.

The Last Great War!

Imminent!!

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