Tokyo Autumn Contest, First Round.

Qingdao High School played in the game of Didong High School, and after eight rounds of fierce battles, Qingdao High School temporarily took the lead.

Data on the scoreboard.

The first game was 0:0.

The second game was 0:0.

The third game was 0:0.

The fourth game was 0:0.

The fifth game is 0:0.

Game 6: 0:2.

The seventh game was 0:1.

The eighth game was 0:0.

The overall score was 3:0, with Seido High School leading.

Now that the game has come to the final game, if the hitters of Tedong High School have not been able to attack Sawamura in this game, it will also mark the end of their game.

Of course, the people of Didong High School were unwilling to do so, and the last three beaters desperately wanted to win a base.

At this time, the idea in their mind is very simple.

It's about getting hits, continuing the offense, and the game must not be over on oneself.

But the reality is so cruel.

The gap in strength cannot be changed simply by relying on their strong perseverance.

If the Great Demon King Sawamura Eichun was really so good at attacking, he wouldn't be able to mix it up now.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

At the beginning of the first half of the ninth inning, the ninth baton of Didong High School was directly struck by Sawamura, and the opponent was not given time to react at all.

In the rest area of Teidon High School.

Superintendent Okamoto asked the assistant coach beside him with a frown.

"If I'm not mistaken, Sawamura used a quirk ball when he played against us in the first round, right?"

The assistant coach didn't react for a moment, he glanced down at his scoresheet, and then nodded affirmatively.

Don't let Superintendent Okamoto mention it, he really never paid attention to it before.

Sawamura wanted his opponent to hit and relied on the guard to win the number of outs. and want to rely on strikeouts to win the number of outs.

It turned out to be completely crossed.

Three rounds of duels, relying on guarding and strikeouts, have never used three consecutive times against an opponent.

Even Didong's fourth bat, Sawamura also had two rounds of strikeouts, and finally threw a quirk ball.

When he arrived here, the assistant coach of Didong High School, his hair stood on end.

The feeling of chilling to the bone marrow always accompanied him.

"Do you mean ......?"

Although in his heart, he already had a guess, but he didn't dare to put it out of his mouth.

This speculation is too bold and unimaginable.

"That's right!"

Okamoto smiled wryly.

This sixty-five-year-old man, who is still alive and well, rarely shows such a decadent expression.

"In other words, the big demon king who fought against us still retains a strong strength."

How much strength Sawamura retained, Okamoto did not dare to speculate.

But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, the current line of Teto High School has not caused enough pressure on Sawamura.

If the pressure was high enough, Sawamura Eijun wouldn't seem so comfortable.

After one out, the hitters of Didong High School had their turn to hit the batter.

The first batter of Didong High School is not the top in terms of striking strength, but his speed should not be underestimated.

He was also self-aware, and he didn't expect to be able to hit Sawamura's ball, but directly put on a short shot.

"In the ninth inning, as soon as I was out, there was no runner on the base, so I used a short hit?"

Owada Akiko's voice was full of disbelief, even a layman knew that the situation in front of her was almost equivalent to looking for death with a short fight.

"Or maybe it's a cheat?"

Fujifu, an old fritter, sees more possibilities.

"I didn't expect the wealthy Didong High School to be forced to use such a routine, so it is not difficult to see how much pressure was exerted on them by Sawamura Rongchun before?"

Didong High School is obviously already a little poor in donkey skills.

Until the final stage of this game, they did not find any good way to deal with Sawamura.

"Even the third-year players have all left the team, and the offensive ability of Seido High School has been greatly reduced. But the national hegemon is the national hegemon, and they still keep their most important hole cards. ”

As long as Sawamura Eijun is here, Qingdao High School has the qualifications and confidence to compete with any wealthy family in the country.

"This autumn competition. Although he was divided into the group of death, he was able to overcome all obstacles in the end, and it was probably Qingdao who came to the end. ”

Fujifu said.

Seeing the first stick of Didong High School, he put on a short fight, and the throwing partner of Qingdao High School didn't take it seriously at all.

As usual, Sawamura pulled out of his stance and threw the white ball.

The first stick of Didong High School did not cheat. He's genuine, and he wants to hit the ball out of the way and run to first base with all his might.

The Uchino guard of Seido High School did not use the tactics of driving forward, which was a great help for a speed-type player like him.

If he can't take advantage of the opportunity, he will really live up to the kindness of the Seido High School players.

So in the face of this ball, he didn't have any other thoughts.

Just unload the force and touch the ball well.

The idea was very good, but God didn't help.

The rain for several hours had turned the course into potholes, and many places were full of small puddles.

Unfortunately, the ball landed on such a beach after it was touched.

The next thing is very simple, the ball that stops there, like a screw, is stable there.

Miyuki took two steps, picked up the ball, and effortlessly killed the hitter.

"Out!"

Two outs, no one on base.

Qingdao High School is far from the final victory, and there is only one last number of outs left.

At this time, the hitter of Didong High School had the turn of the second batter.

"Jue can't just give up!"

The batter was full of energy, and his eyes were very dangerously staring at Sawamura on the pitcher's hill.

Hit it out!!

Hit out!!

The thoughts in the beater's mind are extremely simple and crude.

"Whoosh!"

It was when he was engrossed in that the small white ball flew over from the opposite side.

Right in the middle of the ball!

Sawamura's mid-ball isn't that easy to hit.

For Sawamura, who has mastered a variety of variations, he can play even if the ball is limited to the middle.

Kinky balls?

Finger fork ball?

Carter balls?

Sawamura's changing ball, like a movie, keeps replaying in the player's mind, and in the end there is no result.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

The first ball, the most ordinary straight ball!

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

The second ball, the knuckle in the middle!

"Whoosh!"

The hitter who was chased by the two good balls had no choice but to shoot at the third ball.

But when he finished swinging his bat, the little white ball didn't come.

Time seemed to have stood still at this moment.

It was only after a half-ring that the sound of the ball entering the glove came out.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

Qingdao High School competed in the competition of Didong High School, and after nine rounds of fierce battles, Qingdao High School finally had the best skills.

defeated the opponent 3:0 and advanced to the first round.

"Ahh

After the game, Sawamura felt a chill in his body and sneezed.

"Who misses me?"