Three goals, three outs!

Although the process seemed to be a bit of a bump and turn, the two exchange students and Aoki Sugi both caught Sawamura's pitching rhythm the first time and hit the ball out.

But there is still no way to change the fact that the rhythm of the game on the field has been completely controlled by the Qingdao side.

……

"Honey, are you serious? The other party deliberately let us hit, how is this possible! ”

Until Sawamura Eisumi won three outs, Emir couldn't believe Aoki Sugi's words.

Aoki actually said that Sawamura Eisumi deliberately used a fishing ball?

This is almost unimaginable on the American continent. Unlike island nations, which focus on tactics and tricks, the American continent places more emphasis on ball speed and head-to-head duels between players.

This is also known as the hard hit.

It's hard to imagine that a player with the speed of Eijun Sawamura would use a fishing ball in a duel?

It's like a star can crush everything by relying on his appearance, why do he still have to fight for acting skills?

Isn't it effortless and thankless?

Aoki Sugi had no way to explain Emir's doubts, but he was very sure of the result.

That is, Sawamura Eisumi deliberately controlled the rhythm of the pitch and deliberately let them hit the ball out so that they could win the number of outs.

And this plan, they went well.

If you have to find any evidence, just look at the Qingdao players who walked off the field.

Which of them is not a relaxed smile.

In fact, it's true, the Seido High School players who walked off the field, no matter which one of them, all looked relaxed.

This result is exactly the same as they expected.

Although the process deviated greatly from the previous one, the result was the same. As long as Sawamura Eijun throws on the court, the number of outs can always be easily won.

In the second half of the first game, Qingdao attacked.

Before the attack, the friends of Qingdao High School gathered together to prepare for a meeting.

They still have some understanding of their opponents. Although the main players did not watch their games live, Watanabe, as the team's first analyst, watched and analyzed the whole process.

Superintendent Kataoka, who was wearing sunglasses, had a somewhat grim face.

His voice was not high-pitched at all, it was slightly low.

"Have you memorized all the information of the other party?"

"Remember!"

"It's good, it's not an easy opponent to crush. Whether the information we have is valid or not, let's verify it in the competition......"

"Yes!!"

"First bat, shortstop, Kuramochi-san."

The first to stand in the strike zone was Kurachi.

Before Yoichi Kuramochi stepped into the strike zone, Sawamura Eisan deliberately ran to his side and told him.

"That guy's pitching, if you look at it from the strike zone, it feels faster."

Well?

Kuramochi glanced at Sawamura Eijun rather strangely, and asked directly.

"What do you mean?"

Could it be that that guy's pitching is the same as Sawamura Eijun, and he can't see the release point.

Although this kind of thing is hard to imagine, the world is so big that there are no surprises. In fact, when I was in Koshien before, Seido High School had come into contact with a pitcher similar to Sawamura.

It's just that unlike Sawamura Rongjun's polished fine diamond, the other party is just a piece of wool.

"That's not it, it's his pitching, how can you say that? In short, it was violent. ”

At first glance, Sawamura Eichun is a scumbag, and he didn't even learn the words well.

Pitching can be described as fast, slow, and tricky.

What the hell is violence?

Could it be that guy really dares to throw himself at someone?

Amusing!

Yoichi Kuramochi raised the bat in his hand high and stared intently at the pitcher on the pitcher's mound.

He couldn't wait to see this pitching named Jack Apro.

I want to see what the so-called violent pitching looks like.

"Humph!"

Jack Epro on the pitcher's mound snorted heavily, then pulled out of the frame and threw the ball very decisively.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the white ball was shot, it was as if someone had applied a spell, and it flew towards Kurachi's eyes.

Here it comes!

Even if he had been mentally prepared, the moment he saw Apro pitching, Kuramochi still felt incredulous.

So fast!

This feeling of overspeeding is unexpected.

Kuramochi didn't even have time to react, the little white ball had already burrowed into the trapper's glove.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!!"

The number of balls, one good and zero bad, the hitter is behind.

After the situation fell behind, Kuramochi's face did not change much.

He indifferently glanced at the figure of Jack Provo on the pitcher's mound, and kept recalling the previous shot in his mind.

To be honest, the ball speed is really fast, even compared to Xiaogu Gu, it is not much worse.

It's not very good on the ball, but it's not easy to play in position.

With such strength, it's no wonder that Xianquan can't hold his head up.

If it had been a year ago, Kuramochi would have been helpless in the face of such a ball.

But now it's different, and now he's confident that he can hit the ball.

Can you play the ball well? It takes luck.

After all, with such a fast ball, it is already difficult to just hit the ball, let alone hit the ball beautifully.

But as long as he can hit, he has a chance to get a hit.

At this time, I can see the opportunity.

Although his progress over the year is inconspicuous compared to others, he has certainly improved.

It's just that the achievements of other people's progress are too dazzling, so no one pays attention to the progress of Cangzhi for a while.

But that doesn't mean he's made little progress.

Just like now, in the face of this ball that he couldn't hit anyway, now he has the confidence to hit the ball.

"Come on! Come on!! ”

The Kurachi in the strike zone is like turning on a certain switch in the body, and all the cells and energy in the body are concentrated.

A pair of eyes are firmly locked on the pitcher's mound, focusing on Jack Epro.

Aoki Sugi did not relax his observation of Kuramochi, and seeing that Kuramochi had no intention of using a short hit, he immediately understood his plan.

He was going to go toe-to-toe with Apro.

It's just looking for death!

Apro's ball speed is not his only weapon in pitching.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Aoki had to admit that sometimes the gap between races was so desperate.

It's like a 100-meter dash.

No matter how hard the Asians try, it is difficult to surpass the Europeans and Africans.

On the stage of the 100-meter final, sometimes it is all black, and there are interspersed with whites.

There are scenes of yellow people appearing, and you can count them on your fingers.

It's the same thing in baseball.

There are also many pitchers in the island nation who fight in the major leagues, but their characteristics are all based on changing the ball.

Players in Africa and the Americas, on the other hand, are the complete opposite, and most of them use straight balls as their lifeline.

This is what their innate race determines and is very difficult to change.

"It's coming!"

The pitching partner, who had made up his mind, threw the ball directly without any hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

It was like a sharp arrow that suddenly shot out, instantly passing through a space of more than ten meters and appearing in front of Kurachi.

So fast!

It looks like it's faster than the first ball!

But in the face of this ball, Kuramochi had no intention of escaping, but took the initiative to meet it.

"Walk you!"

He's confident he can hit the ball.

In the past year, he has almost dealt with such monsters, and he has enough confidence to deal with such monsters.

"Ping!"

The moment the bat touched the white ball, Yoichi Kuramochi's entire face became ugly.

It's so heavy!

It was as if both of his arms were no longer his own, but had just been run over by a truck.

Completely unconscious.

The position of the tiger's mouth in the palm of the hand seemed to be cracked, and it hurt terribly.

The bat in his hand almost couldn't hold it, and flew out directly......

At this time, the results of the usual hard work were finally presented.

Kuramochi forcibly grabbed the bat that was about to fly out of his hand, and barely stabilized his stance.

Prepare to force the ball out of the way.

Where's that?

The white ball bounces off the bat the moment it hits the bat.

Jack Epro on the pitcher's mound picked up the ball effortlessly and sent it to first base.

"Smack!"

"Out!!"

The scud who played the first bat, Yoichi Kuramochi, was cleanly blocked out of the game.

"What a monster!"

Until now, Kuragachi's palms still feel like they are about to crack.

He looked incredulously at the pitcher's mound, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, he finally understood a little, why did Sawamura call the other party a violent teenager?

If nothing else, just this pitch is indeed violent enough.

And it looks like the ball is very fast.

As soon as the game is out, no one is on base.

At this time, it was the turn of the blow to play the second baton of Kominato Haruichi.

Kominato Haruichi and Kuramoto, who was about to go back to the rest area, went to the opposite side.

According to the usual practice, the two naturally need to exchange information.

Kuramochi hesitated for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't have information to share with Kominato Haruichi, on the contrary, he has information, and there is a lot of information.

But with so much information, how could he tell it all in one breath to Kominato Haruchi?

There is no way, there is a trade-off.

"Give up the long fight! Steady and steady, with the main goal of winning hits. ”

In the end, he gave such a suggestion that seemed like a compromise.

"Huh?"

Kominato's eyes were full of doubt, and there was obviously no way to understand the intention of Yoichi Kuramochi to say this.

"Anyway, just be careful."

No matter how much it is, Kurachi didn't say anything.

Or rather, he didn't know how to say it.

Sawamura, who was in the rest area on the other side, also picked up the bat and prepared to wait for the strike.

"That guy?"

Kuramori's gaze was mixed with questions.

Sawamura smiled calmly.

"Wait for me to avenge you!"

……