If Jun Izaki knew that Miyuki thought of him like this at this time, he would definitely be unable to help but take action and educate this foul-mouthed junior fiercely.

The swing he had just done was completely following his own feelings, and it wasn't as complicated as Miyuki thought.

It's just that his feeling doesn't seem to be accurate, obviously thinking that Sawamura Eijun will throw a straight ball, but he didn't expect that what flew over was a fork ball!

"Damn bastard!"

The mustachioed senior didn't think much about it, and guessed twice if he couldn't guess once.

He himself was in high spirits.

The mustachioed senior didn't think much about it, but Yu Xing, who was in the position of the catcher, couldn't help but start thinking more.

He glanced at Jun Izaki solemnly, and his mind was constantly simulating the other party's thoughts.

Can't figure it out, still can't figure it out anyway.

Although the mustachioed senior usually looks very reckless, it doesn't mean that he has no brains. If you really see him that way, then you must be the one who suffers in the end.

Whether it's in the rest area or standing on the strike zone, he thinks a lot of things.

Miyuki has unconsciously drilled the tip of the bull's horns, and he thinks that the third-grade seniors attach great importance to this competition, and their mood will definitely not be relaxed.

But actually, it's not like that at all.

Originally, the seniors in the third grade just wanted to help the junior students find problems.

But after the actual meeting, especially in the previous game, they saw the indomitable side of the freshman Qingdao High School baseball team.

The original worries in my heart are gone.

There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

This phrase is also appropriate on a baseball field. With the retirement of the third-year players, the new generation of players has also grown up one after another.

This made their original worries gone!

When the biggest psychological burden is put down, they will naturally be able to fight Sawamura Eijun in a happy mood.

Just like now, in their hearts, their desire to fight is still strong, but they don't have the sense of responsibility they had at the beginning.

That's why the mustachioed senior can guess the ball in a relaxed mood. If it's a real game, or before the players of the freshman Seido High School baseball team show their strength in the last game.

I'm afraid it's hard for Jun Izaki to do this!

Now that all the baggage in his heart has been put aside, he just wants to enjoy the duel with Sawamura Eijun wholeheartedly.

The difference in thinking between the two directly caused by the fact that Yu Xing was a little dead.

He couldn't figure it out, how could Jun-senior Izashaki aim for a straight ball and swing a bat?

If something is abnormal, there must be a demon!

Although he couldn't guess what the mustachioed senior was thinking, Miyuki thought that the third-year seniors must have some kind of conspiracy.

Just like before, what must have been thought of?

In this way, every next ball has to be taken seriously!

Second goal!

Thinking about it, Miyuki cautiously gave Sawamura Eijun a code.

Carter ball in the inside corner!

Throwing this ball from the perspective of Eijun Sawamura's left pitcher will definitely feel unexpected.

And most importantly, Carter Ball is a game they haven't used before.

It is equivalent to a ball without any information.

No matter how cunning Senior Chris is, he would never have thought of it.

Come on!

Miyuki Kazuya's matching ball cannot be said to be amazing enough. He also took into account the various situations on the scene before carefully matching this ball.

It's just a pity that his thoughts are destined to play the piano to the cow.

"Whoosh!"

The small white balls appeared in the hands of the hitters in an instant, like laser lights.

After the ball goes into the inside corner, there is a small change in the lateral drift.

Not to mention that this goal can cleanly solve the mustache senior, at least it should be able to win a throw-in.

"Hit out!"

Yuyuki played the piano to the cow with great interest, but the cow itself did not have the slightest sense of appreciation.

The mustachioed senior watched the white ball fly over, and his mind went blank.

At this time, in his consciousness, all other irrelevant thoughts had disappeared.

The only obsession is to hit the flying ball in front of me.

"Hit out!"

Firm thoughts, urging his body.

The bat in his hand seems to have gone through thousands of simulation exercises, and it is swung out along the flying bat.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it flew out in a fluttering manner.

Very good!

Seeing the result of the ball being hit, Miyukikazu in the catcher position is basically satisfied.

"Kanamaru!"

He shouted a reminder that the third baseman was on guard.

Before he could remind him, Kanemaru flew out one by one.

His gloves were raised high, trying to stop the flying ball.

If he can be ten centimeters taller, or 20 centimeters more.

The ball might have been stopped.

But unfortunately, height is a hard injury.

He could only watch as the white ball flew over his glove, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Smack!"

Eventually, the white ball flew down behind the third baseman and formed a long hit.

Jun Izashaki in the strike zone, like a bull in heat, ran to second base with red eyes.

After two outs, Jun Izashaki actually scored a second base hit.

The advantage that was originally tightly held in the hands of Sawamura and Miyuki flew away before they knew it.

on the dam.

The shrieked dean clutched his forehead in pain.

"I was entangled too much by Ryosuke Kominato, so much so that Sawamura-san couldn't give full play to his strength."

Throwing 20 balls in one go, which is a very big test for a pitcher.

In such a situation, it can be difficult for pitchers to stay at their peak.

In the opinion of the teaching director, the reason why Sawamura Eisuki was beaten out by Izashaki Jun was entirely because of his condition.

Of course, there are also people who have different opinions, and many people think that it is a problem with the third baseman.

Shinji Kanemaru's movements, although fast, are very noticeably not calm enough.

If he had taken two steps back and jumped, maybe he would have touched this ball?

"Don't be stupid, the ball just now wasn't fast, but it wasn't slow, okay? If the third baseman really did that, the timing simply wouldn't have been there. ”

On the spot, in short, there is anything to say.

It's just that no one said that Sawamura Eijun's strength was not good, and he was beaten out by the mustachioed senior.

"There was no problem with the shot just now."

Fujifu listened to the gossip around him and smiled bitterly.

There was no problem with the ball just now, whether it was a match or a pitch, and their tactical intent had been achieved.

But that doesn't mean that just because your tactics are successful doesn't necessarily mean that the game will be in your favor.

Just like now, there are occasional accidents.

To decide the outcome of a baseball game, strength comes first, but luck cannot be ignored.

In Fujifu's opinion, the situation just now is just the luck of the freshman Seido High School baseball team, which is not good enough.

And because this luck was not good enough, it directly led to the birth of the strongest dialogue.

"Fourth baseman, first baseman, formed!"