"So late?"

In the cowshed of Saikyo Middle School, Coach Yamamoto's face became extremely ugly.

Having watched the video of Sawamura's previous games, of course he knew that Sawamura could throw a speeding straight ball. He also knew that a sharp pitch like Sawamura, when Qi Ping watched it for the first time, it was very likely that he would not be able to hit it.

But Yamamoto never thought that Qi Ping would be so late when he swung the bat!

The balls were in the batter's gloves, and Qi Ping had just come out of the bat.

How can the difference in ball speed between this guy's speeding straight ball and ordinary straight ball be so big?

Even Yamamoto, who was watching from the sidelines, was surprised, not to mention Qi Ping, who was standing on the strike zone at this time.

He looked at Sawamura incredulously with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see through Sawamura.

Is the guy standing on the pitcher's mound now really a middle school student a year younger than him? You're not underreporting your age, are you?

Saipei's eyes didn't have any effect on Sawamura, and he still threw the third shot at his own pace.

"Whoosh!"

Sawamura's pitching is imposing.

On the strike area, Qi Ping's heart was tightened subconsciously, and he was already chased after two good balls, and he was forced to a dead end at this time.

He has to swing the bat!

And it has to be fast, it has to be faster!

"Buzz!"

Facing the baseball, Saipei swung his bat, but until he finished swinging the bat, he didn't see Sawamura's pitch flying over.

It's slow, it's slow~

This ball is really slow, slow and scary.

"Smack!"

"Good shot, strikeout!"

The last ball is a speed ball.

Qi Ping felt his entire face stiffen.

What a joke, overdrive straight ball, speed ball!

Is it really good that these things appear in the middle school competition?

"What a monster!"

At this time, Qi Ping vaguely understood why people liked to call the Great Demon King of Sawamura.

Such a guy, appearing in a middle school game, is simply a foul.

Crush all opponents, not the Great Demon King, what is it?

As soon as you are out, no one is on base!

"Sawamura! Sawamura !! ”

In the audience, the brothers of the Red Heart Brotherhood and the Demon King's Praetorian Guard stood up and applauded their idols.

Three strikes and rain, finally reappeared.

What about Xijing Middle School?

At the beginning, I could solve Yokozuna, but now I can solve you the same, no problem.

"Fifth batter, pitcher, Narumiya."

"This kid, what a drag!"

Narumiya, who walked into the strike zone, looked at the awe-inspiring Sawamura, and a mood of never admitting defeat appeared on him.

I can't say why, but Narumiya Naru has this feeling, feeling that he must not lose to Sawamura.

The pitcher was on the hill, striking out the opponent, and the crowd cheered.

The current Sawamura is a mess.

How does this work?

I should be the only one who can be dragged like this on the pitcher's mound!

Naruto Narumiya's bat in his hand was raised high, and a pair of eyes were fixed on Sawamura, as if he wanted to stare Sawamura out of the hole.

"It's horrible!"

Sawamura on the pitcher's mound did not panic, but felt a little nostalgic.

Nari Narumiya had only heard the name of Sawamura and didn't really know Sawamura. Dan Zemura is different, he knows Narumiya, and he can even be said to be very familiar.

Narumi Cheng Gong is not outstanding in height and figure, but his strength is different.

His strength is outstanding!

Pitchers with really fast ball speed will generally not be too weak in hitting power.

Narumiya is famous not only for his pitching, but also for his striking outstanding. Otherwise, he would not be able to work as a home sweeper in a wealthy high school in the future.

Naruto Narumiya senior!

Just let me see the strength of the top hard-stick fighters, okay?

With a whisper in his heart, Sawamura threw the ball.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a laser light, shoots above the home plate.

In the strike area, Cheng Gongming swung his stick without any hesitation.

"Hum~"

The bat and the small white ball staggered by, and no one touched anyone.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

One ball count is good, zero bad.

Narumiya is behind in the number of balls.

"Damn!"

"Good shot!"

For the second ball, Sawamura looked like he threw the exact same straight ball, and the white ball through the space obstacle appeared above home plate.

In this ball, Cheng Gongming also swung his bat and didn't touch the ball.

The number of balls is good, and the hitter is chased.

The head-to-head dialogue between Narumiya Narumiya and Sawamura seems to have the absolute upper hand.

This made the audience extremely excited.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura's face was not relaxed.

It's scary to swing a stick!

More than ten meters away, he could faintly hear Cheng Gongming's swinging stick.

This is the first time that such a situation has been played in so many games.

If the guy touches the ball, even if he doesn't hit the center of the ball, he will probably be able to hit the ball far away.

In this way, it is even more impossible for him to touch the ball.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura's legs were raised high, and then he stomped on the ground, and as the center of gravity of his body shifted, the baseball in Sawamura's hand was thrown out.

"Whoosh!"

In the strike zone, Cheng Gongming's face was full of unyielding energy.

I don't believe it, I can't play!

"Buzz!"

"Smack!"

"Good shot, strikeout!"

Naru Narumiya looked at Sawamura on the pitcher's hill unwillingly.

Damn, this stinky boy is really dragging and flying.

Next time, I'll definitely hit it!

With Narumi Narumi out of the game, Xijing Middle School played the sixth base.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

Narumiya struck Oda, Yamaguchi, and Fengxiang.

Not to be outdone, Sawamura struck down the four, five, and six sticks of the Xijing core.

Qi Ping, Nari Miya, and the sixth stick that is not weak in striking strength.

Sawamura, Cheng Gongming, the two of you come and go, and they don't let each other go.

In the cowshed of Xijing Middle School.

Coach Yamamoto's brow was about to wrinkle into a pimple.

Although he knew that Sawamura was a big trouble, when he actually competed, he suddenly found that Sawamura might be more troublesome than he imagined.

can suppress Yokozuna, the man of Tenryu Temple, really can't be underestimated.

In the second half of the second inning, Akagi Middle School attacked.

"Fourth batter, pitcher, Sawamura-san."

With the words of the commentary, the scene fell into a carnival.

"Sawamura! Sawamura !! ”

"Narumi Naruto! Narumi Narumiya!! ”

On the baseball field, the most exciting shooting duel.

To a certain extent, this matchup is even related to the direction of the game.

On the strike zone, Sawamura had a mischievous smile on his face.

Come, come, let me entertain you, Senior Narumiya!

Sawamura, who was standing on the strike zone, put on a posture of wanting a short fight.

If it were someone else, this kind of key duel, posing a short fight, would definitely be perceived as weak-hearted. But Sawamura is different, when seeing him put on a short fight, everyone seems to be able to see that Sawamura is bound to win.

This kind of striking posture, so far, Sawamura has never missed.

It can be said that he is 100% successful in his striking stance!