"Are you sure?"

Kataoka's eyes in sunglasses looked straight at Sawamura.

"Sure!"

Sawamura's eyes were extremely determined.

Kataoka's eyes flashed with appreciation.

"Change your equipment, let's go!"

Sawamura nodded excitedly, then changed his gear and walked onto the court.

Tanba and Kawakami looked at each other with a blank look, but finally did not speak.

"Ping!"

The small white ball, in Kataoka's fierce swing, flew in the direction of the outfield.

The speed of this ball is so fast!

Hakushu raced over, spread his gloves, and tried to catch the ball.

"Smack!"

The baseball catches, and Hakushu lifts the ball high and roars.

"O~"

The calm Baizhou will actually roar?

This scene shocked the onlookers.

Is there so much pressure on the pitch right now?

On the pitcher hill, Sawamura felt it the most. He is the closest to Kataoka, and he feels the horror of Kataoka's swing the stick the most.

Now the body feels like it is in deep water, and it is very difficult to even take a step, let alone guard.

"One person can put so much pressure on the court?"

Sawamura looked at Kataoka in amazement, really unable to understand how he did it.

"The guard made three mistakes in a row and was automatically out."

On the strike zone, Kataoka bared his hideous fangs and began to pound the court.

Fifteen minutes later.

Sakai, who made three mistakes in a row, went down.

Half an hour later.

Hakushu made three consecutive mistakes and was forced to play.

An hour later, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Kurachi ran out of strength and collapsed directly.

……

It's been training for three hours straight, without any breaks, without even drinking saliva. The consumption of physical strength and the depletion of water made the players begin to approach their limits one by one.

Tetsuya Yuuki, Ryosuke Kominato, Toru Masuko, Jun Izaki, Eijun Sawamura!

On the pitch, in the end, there were only five people left.

The four of them are indeed far superior to others.

Sawamura had been pitching before, and it was the arms that were consumed, and the legs were not consumed. And before he played, he had just drunk water. So his physical strength barely maintained.

Time passed little by little, and then everyone had surpassed their limits.

"Turn on the night lights!"

"This training continues!"

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening, whether it was the five people on the field or Kataoka, who was playing, they all looked like they were going to die.

But no one said it would end.

At this time, Sawamura was already having a hard time standing up.

His hands and legs were heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

"Going to die, going to die!"

Tons of sweat trickled down his clothes.

Sawamura feels like he's about to die!

He's already made two mistakes in a row, and one more goal and he's going to be out.

Not only him, but also Yusei, Ryosuke Kominato, and Masuko made two mistakes.

It's also Jun Izagi in the outfield, and he made a mistake.

This is a series of mistakes, not counting the total number of mistakes, the total number of mistakes, and now it is impossible to count.

The defensive pressure on the inner field is obviously greater than that on the outfield.

Everyone, embarrassed, fell to their knees.

Hit the zone on!

Kataoka, who fought alone with the players for more than two hours, also looked like he was prostration.

It's just that his spiritual head and majesty are there, and he still looks like a tiger.

The little friends who were watching were directly dumbfounded.

"Even the seniors are tired now, right? They've been training for four hours now! Even if it's Superman, it's ...... now."

"The supervisor who can support the training of the whole team is also a monster."

……

They are indeed tired.

When the ball hits, it's just a mechanical movement, and they forget what they're fighting for.

The pitcher was on the mound and made a merciless shot that knocked Sawamura down.

Sawamura made three mistakes in a row and was carried out.

The remaining four third-graders had even more ugly faces.

One less of their teammates, and now there are only four of them left, to share the firepower of overseer.

"Why can't you do it anymore?"

Kataoka stretched out his bat and asked sharply.

"Jun Izagi, where's your loud roar? Why are you dumb? ”

"Ryosuke, where's the smile on your face?"

"You guys, aren't you good anymore?"

There were four third-graders left, and one by one they barely lifted their spirits.

Kataoka hit a ball and flew into the outfield.

Izaki Jun barely ran up, let alone blocking the ball, couldn't even stand on his feet, and turned a few times in a row.

"I didn't teach you such an embarrassing posture."

Kataoka sneered.

He panted and picked up his bat and looked at first base.

"Aren't you okay?"

At the first base, the formation that received the most fire felt like he was trembling all over.

The body looked like it was about to collapse.

However, his brain was extremely clear.

Memories of a year ago come to mind. At that time, the third-grade senior had just retired.

Superintendent Kataoka, who appointed himself as the captain of the team.

"Captain?"

The first feeling is rejection, he is a madman who only knows his training, how can such a character lead a team?

"Why me?"

On the same day, he approached Kataoka.

Kataoka looked at him and answered his question seriously.

"I don't need you to put this huge team in order. You just have to lead the team with your performance. ”

Manifestation!

Use your own performance to lead the same class and lead the Qingdao.

He stood up tremblingly, and his eyes became unusually resolute.

"One more goal!"

"Please hit another ball, Overseer."

It looked like it was about to collapse, but it was extremely tall at this time.

In his previous life, this scene had surfaced in Sawamura's mind countless times, and he had longed for it countless times.

When he realized he was going to show up, he couldn't wait to join in.

As a result, Kataoka did not give him a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Near, he got in.

All the friends of Qingdao Dao, looking at the formation, it is as if they are seeing the gods.

He, Yuzen, is the captain of the Qingdao Road.

It is an example to all of us.

In the position of second base, Ryosuke Kominato climbed up and also stretched out his hand.

"Here, too, a goal."

Third base position.

"Hmmmm~"

Masuko also stood up.

On the outfield.

Jun Izaki stood up and roared to the sky.

"Ah!!!!h

They make two mistakes each, and if they make another mistake, they will be kicked out.

But no one flinched.

"Okay, the last ball, everyone concentrate and stay the course."

Kataoka's face showed a smile.

The last ball was hit to Yucheng, who used his body to block the ball.

Four old students, through the crisis.

Their figures will always remain in the minds of all the players on the scene.

Akira Kawakami looked at this scene dumbfounded.

Over there, Sawamura had already stood up.

Damn overseer, almost, he stayed on the field.

The overseer, obviously, deliberately targeted him and didn't want him to feel better.

"Don't look at it, tomorrow these guys will be behind us, guarding for us."

He patted Gu Xiao and left first.

It's not worth it, it's too bad to do it.

didn't pretend to be handsome, and consumed the physical energy he had accumulated.

What can I do tomorrow's practice match?

At this time, Sawamura was quite embarrassed to steal chickens and lose a handful of rice.

……