"Straight ball in the center!?"

The first ball beyond imagination, the shadow of the ball that was inserted straight into it.

Frankly.

At that moment just now, Watanabe was really scared, he really didn't expect that Qingdao High School would dare to throw such a strong straight ball in the center of the first ball, is it because other balls can't be controlled in the good ball belt, so he has to pitch like this?

"Do you want to trick me into making a shot at the rest of the ball? Don't be naïve. ”

Watanabe's right foot stomped the dirt in the strike zone, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

Unless it's a good way to play.

Otherwise.

He won't play any tricky ball, anyway, on the edge, this pitcher simply doesn't have the ability to control the good ball belt.

"As long as you stabilize yourself, let him kill himself...

"Second ball."

"Huh"

"Nani!?"

"Boom!!"

The straight ball shadow, the brilliance that appeared at a glance, it was still the aurora that came from the frontal impact and plunged straight into the central area.

"Good shot!!"

Incredulous, even exasperated eyes.

At this moment.

It was so clear in Watanabe's eyes.

It looked like I was about to smash the metal bat in my hand into the pitcher's mound.

"Oooh! The second ball, still chose the straight ball in the center, the second good ball!! ”

On the commentary stage, the host's commentary words instantly became excited.

The spectators in the stands were also emotionally uplifted again.

An already strong pitcher.

Here, it is even stronger.

", two straight balls in the middle of a row?"

"Wow, is this trying to persecute the pharmacist excessively?"

"It seems that the four bad things just now have a great impact on the Qingdao Hunting?"

"But it's too risky, right in the middle of two goals in a row."

"No, no, no, just that ball speed, that ball power, this is a normal choice, right?"

"That's it, that's it, it's hard for ordinary hitters to shoot at such a big speedball."

On the third base side, in the bench of Yakushi High School.

"Soul Fade Fellow! , it's really dry! ”

Supervising Bang looked at the pitcher's mound, and a look of anger couldn't help but appear in his pupils, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Descending Gu Xiao! Dawn of the valley! Akira !! Tsumiya ”

A certain little monkey in the bench, at this moment, the bloody light in his pupils became more and more intense.

"Soul Fade Guy, do you really think I can't swing a stick!?"

Watanabe, who was in the strike zone, shook his metal bat vigorously a few times, and the position was gently shifting.

That good strike pose.

The posture of posing with the intention of winning the next goal!

That's actually a bit of a convergence of thoughts.

But it was perceived by Chris's seniors on the side.

Quickly compare the gestures out of the code.

Again, the ball sleeve was straight and straight in the center.

The next moment.

"Is it still!?"

On the court, in the surprised expressions of many spectators.

"Boom!"

A sonic boom that exploded.

"Whoosh"

galloping, the light and shadow that appeared in front of everyone.

The ball that leaps in front of home plate.

It's still the central arc of the reckless.

"Soul light boy, don't be too arrogant!!"

The writhing figure, the sideways upper body, and the metal bat that shook vigorously aimed at the incoming ball shadow.

"Huh"

A dark shadow swept by.

A metal bat attempted to intercept in mid-air.

The next moment.

The white shadows of the past.

The shadow of the ball shook suddenly, and then fell rapidly.

"Oops, I've been tricked!!"

The strike situation that has not had time to change.

Falling arcs, perfectly avoided metal bats.

"Smack!"

"Good ball, hitter out."

Watanabe, who was disrupted by two straight balls in the center, forgot the instructions of his own supervisor in front of him, or should I say, was completely induced by Chris's ball, and in a hurry, he hit the ball with a quick finger cross on the third ball, and struck out with a strikeout.

The impact of this.

Watanabe's face on the strike zone darkened.

"It's still a little too tender, and it was calculated by that catcher...

The Bomb Inspector scratched the back of his head a little irritably, and whispered a little unpleasantly.

And on the other side.

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

Superintendent Kataoka and Ochiai Hiromitsu bowed their heads slightly, and Ochiai Hiromitsu's pupils showed a faint look of satisfaction.

There is no need to change to Gu Xiao in advance.

This is naturally the best thing, and in a sense, it can also allow the valley to be further trained.

"The ninth stick, stalwarts, Ota-kun."

As long as the rhythm is adjusted back, then it will be difficult for the opponent to further continue to disrupt the pace of their own guards, especially for a fast-paced pitcher like Xiaoya Gu, as long as the rhythm of the straight ball can be stabilized, it will be really difficult for the pharmacist high school to shoot the line.

Especially at the moment when his own on-ball tactics have been broken.

The follow-up beaters will become a little confused.

Even if the bombardment supervisor in the bench gives instructions to strike again, the things that should be suppressed will still be suppressed.

Don't swing the baton?

That's the straight ball in the center.

Want to swing a stick?

Then a high, powerful straight ball and a knuckle ball are waiting for you.

Chris's seniors have a good grasp of the psychology of these beaters in Pharmacist High School, and only allow the first four bad balls to appear.

The next two beaters, under the guidance of Chris's seniors, were all easily suppressed by the valley.

"Whoosh"

"Huh"

"Boom!!"

"Abominable"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

"In the end, the choice was a straight ball with a high outside corner, the batter played the bat, and the strikeouts were out, and after the first four bad balls, Gu Xiao quickly adjusted his rhythm and easily won the next two hitters, and the first base runner could not move, and the second was out."

On the commentary stage, the high-pitched words of the host.

In the stands of Qingdao High School, there were also extremely enthusiastic cheers.

Shigerino Shin, who was in the left field, also raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the valley on the pitcher's mound, a faint smile appeared in his pupils.

"He's really a very talented junior."

Compared with the cheers of Qingdao High School, the atmosphere of Yakushi High School was a little quiet.

I thought I could catch the weakness of this pitcher.

But I didn't expect it.

The other party actually forcibly reversed the situation by changing the pace.

The first four-bad ball on base did not give them a further advantage, and they could only stop at first base, and could not threaten the home plate of Qingdao at all.

But! The silence is only temporary.

The second out is not the end.

For these players in Yakushi High School, the beater they really rely on is the one who is coming!

"It's not a missed ball, is it, Ray City?"

Bombardment also narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his son who made him feel complacent, Boom City, and a different kind of brilliance appeared in his pupils.

"First Baseman, Third Baseman, Boom"

"Hahahaha

The unbridled laughter, the heroic thunder city with the posture of carrying a metal bat, stepped on the ferocious steps to the moment of the strike zone.

In an instant, it was like a storm.

In an instant.

The atmosphere in the stadium became extremely tense.