Tyrants and princes of Tokyo.

The weird boy of the Northland.

It must be said.

This may be the fate that is destined in the dark.

Encounter a tyrant in the summer and a prince in the fall.

The previous time, Jumo lost to Qingdao, Hongo is not even qualified, and he does not have the strength to have a head-on one-on-one collision with the tyrant, but this time, it is different, the comeback of Jumo Otomaki High School is already Hongo Masamune with the trump card back.

Tokyo?

Hongo Masamune eyes.

It was just an obstacle he had to overcome!

"Boom!"

The wave that swept up, the power that exploded.

The moment of the explosion.

"Whew!"

The location of the high point that you are looking at.

The cold glow that bloomed.

Lateral anterior depressed position.

Flying into the looming light and shadow.

Squeezed suddenly, and then exploded in an instant.

"Huh!"

The Polar Shadow that bursts into home plate.

The pupils of Carl Ross in the strike zone shrank suddenly, and the nerves that could be reflexed, the center of gravity of his body leaned forward, and his arms swinging rapidly.

However!

This is a clear miscalculation of angle and speed.

"Boom!!"

Jumping past the shadow of the ball.

Skim over the bat.

With the violent sound of falling, it sank into the ball sleeve of Okajo behind him.

“151KM！”

Reflecting the values on the wide electronic scoreboard that floated above the Jingu Stadium.

"Good shot!!"

When the words of the referee at home plate fell.

"Oooo

"Is the first goal a full fire!?"

"Haha! 151KM！ OK! It's just that simple and rude! ”

"Is this kid really a first-grader?"

"Tsk, from this point of view, the atmosphere is still a bit like Shigerun-kun?"

A little unexpected explosiveness, there is no adaptation and adjustment at all, whether it is speed, angle, or strength and precision, it is an impeccable first goal, not only the general audience in the stands, including Shigeno and Miyuki and other major college players, but also those news media and magazine reporters and editors have a slight look of surprise in their pupils.

The expressions of the people in the first bench also changed slightly.

Narumiya Ming, who was standing on the bench, looked at Hongo Masamune on the pitcher's mound, and felt that it was completely different, but there seemed to be a trace of similar familiarity, which made His Royal Highness the prince raise his eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"That's kind of interesting, isn't it?"

Frontal collision.

It's offensive at all.

"Hoh...

The most direct and real cold breath that can be felt in the strike zone.

Clarross's eyes narrowed slightly, and the muscles in his body subconsciously tensed.

"Second ball!"

The most immediate threat perceived.

At a time when Carl Ross wanted to make some adjustments.

Renji Okajo, who was beside him, would not give Carl Ross such a chance.

Able to fight strongly! You can also play skillfully! The foot is also an extremely perverted beater.

It will never be allowed to go to base!

The second ball code drawn by Renji Okajo, who has a very clear purpose.

"Whew!"

The trail of the white line that was refracted in.

Forced into the upper air position.

Before Carl Ross could react and shake his arms.

"Boom!"

It's like a vibrating space, a sudden arc of falling.

"Not good!"

"Pong!!"

The unexpected.

Uncontrollable blows.

On the occasion that a ball and a bat overlap.

Dealing with the sudden change in Carl Rose's expression in the strike zone.

"Whew!"

The next moment.

The shadow of the ball that flew upside down.

"Bang!"

It smashed on the surface in front of third base.

"Damn!"

"Aoyagi-san!"

A blow that was completely suppressed.

Third base front rolls the ground.

Even though Carlos reacted quickly and threw away his bat and ran towards first base, it was still too much of a frontal hit.

"Smack"

So that the third baseman can easily intercept this ball.

There is no need to adjust posture.

The next moment when the ball is included.

Aoyagi immediately waved his arm and quickly threw the ball towards first base.

"Whoosh"

Speeding white arcs.

It seems to be very short, but it is simply unattainable to base the position.

"Smack!"

Carl Ross is a third of the way from first base.

"Out!"

Hanyu, the first baseman of Jumo, caught the ball firmly and went straight to Carl Ross's block outs.

"What a tricky pitch!"

"Is it a quick finger cross after a straight ball? If you can, the giant Mo pair is captured. ”

"Hongo-kun is in a good state today."

"Tsk, it seems that it's really interesting, today's final."

"However, Carl Ross is really fast, and he can still run to that position with a rolling ball in that position, so why just be a little tricky and get on base, right?"

"That's why we say we have to lock down Carlros."

Hongo's strong suppression, Carl Ross's super god step.

The first collision in the first inning.

It made the audience in the stands shine one after another.

The start was such a high-quality collision.

There's no reason to doubt how exciting the game is.

And the wild hands on the Jumo side were very shocked by Carl Rose's footsteps, originally thought that the perverted god runner had the cheetah of Qingdao, but he didn't expect that the speed of Daoshi's stick was not inferior to that Qingdao cheetah, and the level of attack could obviously be seen to be stronger than Qingdao's stick.

The first time I saw the big speedball of my own ace adult.

In terms of strength, it will not fall behind.

That's telling.

Even the Nitta superintendent in front of the third-base bench moved slightly, and his expression became more solemn.

Such a beater!

You can't put it on the base.

Otherwise.

The entire team's defenses will be problematic, and certain areas that are not clearly gaps will be breached.

That's the worst situation at Jumo High School.

However, Hongo Masamune on the pitcher's mound still had a cold expression and was not moved at all.

A whole season of anger endured.

This is the moment when the ace must vent his emotions!

"Second bat, shortstop, Shirakawa-kun."

Hongo Masamune like a tiger descending from the mountain.

After winning the first number of outs, the momentum became more and more intense.

"First goal!"

"Whoosh!"

The power of the pull.

Firmly locked air engine.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

"It's so heavy!!"

The White River in the strike zone was completely suppressed.

Everyone who can't do it.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

Renji Okashiro deliberately grasped a few specific angles to match the ball.

"Second ball!"

"Whew!"

"Huh"

"Boom!!"

"Good shot!!"

Pull up the angular position.

It was difficult for Shirakawa to grasp the angle of the shot from the beginning.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

After the chase.

It is a sharp refraction change ball at the outer corner.

Arc into it.

White River who didn't have time to react.

It was properly won the strikeout number.