"The outside corner deliberately released is in the middle of the ball, doesn't this touch?"

Harada, who originally thought that Kuramochi would make a move, couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that Kuramochi was just putting on such a posture, but he didn't have the slightest intention of swinging the stick, and secretly thought in his heart.

The first and third basemen of Inami High School, who were originally moving forward, also returned to their guard positions in the next moment.

"Don't think about it, Yasan, this guy is good for nothing but his feet, he will definitely hit it, don't worry, just use the edge tricky ball to force him."

On the pitcher's mound, Cheng Gong raised his sword eyebrows lightly, and a faint cold light flashed in his pupils, revealing such a meaning.

"Hmm!"

Yes, this is not just a judgment of the palace.

It is also a judgment that Harada believes in the depths of his heart.

The Qingdao Divine Striker on his side must be aiming at a certain ball path to strike.

"So, the second ball, Naruto, let's throw it here."

Harada's expression did not change, and with a slight movement of his fingers underneath, he gestured towards the direction of the pitcher mound and Narumiya.

The position is waiting.

Rice is being caught in the temptation.

Or persecution.

In the first game, each other seemed to be a confrontation with their true skills.

"Huh"

Pitcher mound above.

Narumiya Naruto's left arm, raised again, was frozen at the height of that moment, and the dazzling luster appeared in front of him.

Straight to home plate.

Dealing with the strike zone, Uekura's more awe-inspiring face.

"Smack!"

There was still no smell of swinging a bat.

Straighten up and watch the ball into the ball sleeve behind him.

"Two bad balls!!"

"Soul Fade Fellow, do you want to touch it! Be decisive!! ”

Second ball.

In the strike zone, it was still an unmoved position.

His Royal Highness the Prince on the pitcher's mound showed a very unpleasant expression.

What Narumiya didn't know was.

At this moment.

Naruto Narumiya really threw the second bad ball moment.

A wisp of discoloration flickered in Kurachi's pupils on the strike zone.

Shigero's face on the bench also showed a faint smile.

Sure enough, was it said by Coach Ochiai?

"Next ball!"

"That's it!"

It's not just Kurachi in the strike area, but in the Qingdao bench, many people have such a thought flashing in their minds.

Narumiya raised his right leg again on the pitcher's mound.

In an instant.

Kuramori's body leaned forward thoroughly, and his muscles tightened, feeling the texture of the metal bat in his palm.

"Not good!"

"Whew!"

The next moment.

At that moment when the light was highlighted in front of everyone.

Home plate.

Harada felt a sharp aura coming from his side, and he couldn't help but chuckle inside.

It is too late to respond effectively.

"Huh"

Suddenly.

A sonic boom that exploded.

Attacking the dark shadow in front of you.

The smell of cold metal came to my face.

"Pong!!"

The shadow of the ball sliding in from the side, it was clearly the path that landed on the edge of the bad ball.

Intercepted by the metal bat.

A strong thud fell.

"Whew!"

A small ball that bounces straight out.

"Bang!"

Slammed into the middle of first and second base on the surface.

The second baseman of Inagi Industrial High School, Tsubasa Hirai, has reacted quickly.

But there is still no way to get to the ball in time.

Dust that kicks up.

Shuttle past the ball.

Beyond the infield category.

"Oooo

"it!?"

"Nima!?"

The ball flew into a wider field of the field, dealing with the cheetah figure speeding on the base line, and the audience couldn't help but burst into exclamations.

"Safe base!"

Standard and swift barriers.

At the moment when Carl Ross had just picked up the ball and threw it in the direction of second base.

Kuramochi easily stepped on the second base.

At the moment when the verdict sounded.

"How can it be repaired!"

"Soul Fade Fellow!"

Not only did Narumiya on the pitcher's mound look a little ugly, but Harada's expression at home base was also a little gloomy.

This feeling of being calculated!

It's the last thing you want to accept as a catcher!!

"The bombardment is out! After decisively seeing the first two balls, the third ball, the decisive shot of the Qingdao batter, successfully picked the ball to fly in front of the outfielders, with their own speed, quickly crossed the first base bag, successfully stepped on the second base, the first half of the first inning, in the case of no one out, Qingdao High School ushered in the situation that there was someone in the scoring circle, this is an excellent opportunity for Qingdao High School to get a point first!! ”

"Oooo Cheetah-sama, you're using your real skills. ”

"Hahaha, hit in front of the outfielders, and got to second base, and only you can do it, Jaguar!"

"No, no, no, it should be the African savannah leopard! That speed! Only he can do it! ”

"Hahaha! Perfect play! Hold! ”

"Cheetah-kun! Nice hit. ”

"Go on, go on, go on."

"That's it, let's determine the advantage in the first game!! Qingdao! ”

Rong Chun's good head, in the stands, the thunderous scene in the Qingdao High School support group, made the Cangzhi children's shoes who had just shown a smug look on the second base bag instantly became gritted teeth, and the eyes full of fierce light looked at his own "cute" senior who was jumping up and down in the cowshed not far away, Lord Cheetah swore that when he went back, he must let this kid know why the flowers are so red!!

"The decisive sighting of the first two goals and the decisive swing of the third goal, is this the purpose of the first goal? Confusing our judgment with a thief is abominable, and it has been put on the table. ”

At home plate, Masako Harada, just at the moment when Kuramochi shot a bombardment, he immediately woke up, such a way of blowing.

It is based on the character of his ace and his own style of matching.

The two coaches of Qingdao High School really can't be underestimated!!

On the third base side, in the bench seat of Daocheng Industrial High School.

The expression of the Guoyou superintendent did not seem to change, his neck twisted slightly, and a faint cold glow flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Second baseman, second baseman, Ryosuke Kominato."

The result of being too vigilant is to let the family surprise attack succeed, or to get on the second base bag with one hit, and in the face of a hitter like Kuramochi, Ryosuke Kominato, who had just landed in the strike zone, also put on a short strike posture, which made the fear in Harada's heart on the side reach a peak.

"Inami is in trouble in the first game."

Yang Sunsin, who was wearing civilian clothes and sitting in the east side of the audience to watch the game, looked at the Daoshi casting below, gently pushed his glasses, and secretly thought in his heart, let the speed runner get to the second base, and the follow-up hitter of Qingdao High School clearly chose to play steadily and steadily.

Of course, for His Royal Highness the Prince of Tokyo on the pitcher's hill.

It's an extremely unpleasant thing!