"No one is out, there are people on first and second base, and if you are not careful, it will collapse."

"If you want to win, you have to block it here."

"One point at most, otherwise, there will really be no drama in the future."

"The premise is that it depends on how Wang Ye and Ito deal with it."

"It's still a little too difficult...

The focus is on the game on the hitter, the field to block the runner, the pitcher to concentrate on dealing with the hitter, the fourth round of the upper line, in the first few hits, the performance can be said to be a little unsatisfactory Kominato Haruichi, this time, in the case of their own team's goal is extremely clear, as soon as they appear, they stand straight at the front of the strike zone, which is the first six innings, not to mention Kominato Harushi, even other Qingdao hitters rarely put on a posture.

Red Fruit's frontal assault.

This made Ito's expression change slightly on home plate.

“playball！”

However, the referee's words that fell.

Ito didn't have any extra time to think.

"First goal!"

It can only be the first goal code drawn according to the established plan.

"Inside corner low straight."

Use a straight ball to hit the inside corner, and it is also a tricky straight ball in the low post, to force Kominato Haruichi in the strike zone as much as possible, use the angle to grab the rhythm, and use the tricky ball path to win this hitter.

"Hmm!"

The wave that swept up.

The low-altitude position that is being seen.

Pitcher mound above.

The moment Wang Ye saw the gesture made by his own catcher.

A straight body.

The raised right arm clutched the small white ball above the palm.

When he suddenly waved forward.

"Huh"

A flash of light flew out.

The low-altitude angle of the home plate of the pro.

The medial position of the sticker.

The pupils of Kominato Harushi on the strike area condensed slightly, and the posture was set, and the figure did not move at all.

"Smack"

Sit back and watch the ball that didn't go in.

"Good shot!!"

The words of the judgment that fell.

Above home plate.

Ito's brow furrowed slightly at this moment.

"Didn't swing the bat? Do you want to observe? Or is there something else to do? ”

The first goal, this decisive look.

A little wave appeared in Ito's heart.

It feels very wrong.

"Second ball!"

But it always feels like it's a little bit less interesting.

After a little thought.

Ito gestured lightly for the second ball.

"It's still in the corner, this ball is a little higher, see if this hitter will play a stick!"

You can't take the initiative to slow down the pace.

Temptation to a certain extent.

This is the best strategy that Ito can come up with in his current situation.

"Hmm!"

Go low, you don't play out.

Then the ball path is a little higher.

"Whew!"

Let's see if you're still decisive!

"Is it still an inside corner? Is it temptation? This ball, to be a stick! ”

The light and shadow of the raised hand.

An arc that is extremely refracted from it.

The ball that is beating in front of you.

"It's coming!"

It's almost a fraction of a second.

The city of Kominato in the strike zone is determined.

This has to be the second ball of the bat.

There is no selection of the accuracy of the blow in the lower position.

Instead, he deliberately aimed for the left position.

The angle of the boundary line at third base.

"Huh"

A wooden bat that is swung vigorously.

Slightly higher position.

"Da !!"

Don't care about the angle.

Even less concerned about timing.

All you need to create is a posture of going all out.

Bat and ball stacked together.

The crisp sound of falling.

Light and shadow flying out quickly and upside down.

"Bang!"

Slammed into the border line.

Jumped out without the slightest accident.

"Smack!"

The thud of the landing.

"Out of bounds!"

Then came the verdict of the base trial.

"Got a stick? It seems that you want to aim at a high-angle position to strike? And still aim to the left? Hmph, I won't let your intentions succeed easily, infielder, pay attention to the left side of the guard, just pay attention to the position of the runner at second base, Wang Ye, try to lower the ball and shoot it over, a high angle as a bait is enough! ”

Above home plate.

Ito thought he had seen through the goal of Seido High School thoroughly.

The code that was decisively drawn on home plate.

"Hmm!"

Above the infield.

Miyao and the others each gently touched the brim of their hats to show that they understood.

Pitcher mound above.

Wang Ye, who bowed slightly, nodded with a faint expression.

No matter what the situation, it will not shake the trump card.

"Third goal!"

"Come on, Wang Ye!"

However, this catcher from White Dragon High School.

"It's still a little too tender...

On the third base bench, Nobu Shigerino was wiping his bat.

Look at the pitcher's mound.

Wang Ye, who straightened his body and raised his right arm high.

The next second.

In an instant, he waved his arms.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow projected.

The refracted arc near home plate.

The corners of Shigero's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Huh"

High angle position.

Low-altitude refraction.

Very precise and delicate slide.

However.

Reflected tracks.

In the strike zone, Kominato Haruichi stepped forward without the slightest hesitation, lowered the center of gravity of his body, and swung the wooden bat sharply.

At the time of the refraction of the ball in mid-air.

"What!?"

"Da!!"

Precisely captured trajectories.

The loud sound of falling.

"The goal! Slide the ball!? ”

The white dragons who haven't had time to react and adjust yet.

Responding to the incomparably clear sound.

"Whoosh"

The light and shadow that flew out inverted.

"Damn! Right fielder, back away! ”

Quickly crossed the sky over the infield.

Coming high in the right field.

A brilliant arc across it.

In Ito, Wang Ye, and the first bench bench supervisor Sasaki had a very ugly expression.

"Bang!"

Falling white light.

There was a heavy, dull thud.

And then the shadow of the ball that catapulted to a farther and farther position.

"Oooooooooooo

"Spring Market!"

"Run! Shoji! ”

"Yo Si! Yo West! ”

"Three shots in a row!!"

The figure of a runner running at top speed.

Compared to the shouts of the Qingdao people in the third base bench.

Under the instructions of the runner instructor, the general on second base decisively bypassed third base and went straight to home base.

Kankan was in time for the White Dragons High School right fielder to pass the ball back to home plate.

"Da!"

Yuuki Shoji's footsteps were already one step ahead and he stepped firmly on home plate.

"Safe base!"

At the same time, Haruichi and Kuramochi also climbed the second and third base packs respectively.

"Safe base!"

Impeccable second base hit a well-timed hit.

The power that erupted in one breath.

The second half of the seventh inning, after three innings.

King Qingdao finally got the third point! Moreover, there is still no one out, and there are excellent additional scoring opportunities for someone on second and third base!!

"Oooo

And the audience on the high platform also broke out into an extremely enthusiastic exclamation at this moment.

"It's calculated! The goal of this group of guys from the beginning was to slide the ball! Damn it! ”