Golden opportunity!

The ball flew to the outfield, and Kuramochi seized the opportunity and raced to third base.

At the same time, Ryosuke Kominato went to first base.

When he was about to run to third base, Kuramori's eyes never took off the running instructor.

If he turned back, it would be too much of a delay, and at this time he needed the advice of the baserun instructor.

As everyone knows, the base-running instructor at this time is also fighting between heaven and man in his brain.

The position where the outfielder picks up the ball is more than 60 meters, and the smaller is 70 meters.

At this distance alone, it should be safe to return to home plate.

The one who can catch the ball in the past is Soichiro Mima!

Meima's arm strength is terrifying.

Do you want to move on?

As a baserun instructor, the pressure is high at this time. One of his decisions has the potential to change the course of the game directly.

How fast the position is, running to third base, it is only a little over three seconds in total.

There is even less reaction time left for the baserunners.

Everyone's chances are the same, even if it's the turn of Jun Izaki to play the line, Seido may not have a better chance, and there is no reason to back down at this time!

As long as there is hope, never back down.

At the critical moment, Qingdao's teaching tradition played a role. Whenever you get the chance, aggressively aim for the next base pack offense.

With a ruthless heart, the base-running instructor gave Kuramochi instructions to move on.

"Run!"

Kuramochi, who had been instructed, stepped on the base bag of third base with one foot, and as if he had an accelerator installed, he kept crossing and running towards home plate at a high speed.

In the stands.

"Straight to home plate?"

In the team of the Red Heart Brotherhood, Kobayashi, one of the leaders, was surprised.

Their impression of Kuramochi is actually not good, and it feels like this guy has been 'bullying' the polite Sawamura.

I didn't expect it to be so bloody at the critical moment.

Growing up with Akagi, they don't hate this desperate spirit.

Not to mention Akagi in the third year, if Akagi in the first two years did not have this spirit, I am afraid it would be difficult to go so far.

Dalin nodded.

"It's a man!"

Kurachi, who was considered a man by Dalin, kept going non-stop along the way.

In the outfielder position, Mima rounded his arm and passed the ball directly to home plate.

"Smack!"

A super long pass of 60 meters, like a laser light, shot over.

Takehara, who catches the ball, can even feel the amazing power coming from the baseball.

It's a beautiful horse!

With a word of praise in his heart, Wu Yuan took the gloves and pressed towards the flying Kurachi.

"Poof!"

Two people in rapid motion cross each other.

The referee on home plate, with his hand raised, shouted.

"Out!"

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan had an expression on his face for the rest of his life.

Kuramochi angrily hammered down to the ground.

A little worse.

A wonderful attack, the end here.

The aggregate score remained 4:2.

It is not easy for Qingdao to score a point.

"What a pity!"

Even the commentator couldn't help but feel sorry for Qingdao, but he didn't expect Qingdao to have such a wonderful attack, but he didn't be able to score points.

Kuramochi returned to the rest area.

Ryosuke Kominato also returned from first base, and when he returned, he happened to be facing Takehara, the catcher of the White Dragon Academy.

Wu Yuan's face was a little strange.

It's as if you stole something and didn't find out.

There was uneasiness in the excitement......

Ryosuke Kominato's heart froze, and a little evil smile appeared on his face.

The two bodies staggered, and Ryosuke Kominato muttered in a low voice.

Wu Yuan's face immediately changed drastically.

Ryosuke Kominato understood it and smiled slightly.

He staggered past Wu Yuan, stretched out his palm, and shook it contemptuously, without waiting for Wu Yuan's explanation.

The game continues.

In the first half of the sixth inning, the White Dragon Academy attacked.

"Ping!"

"Out!"

It's the first ball again, it's the first ball, it's out.

The ball hit the front of the second baseman very badly, and Ryosuke Kominato caught the ball and passed it to first base.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!"

After tackling the sixth bat, Sawamura threw another strikeout against pitcher Miyano to take advantage of the opportunity to demoralize him.

Two outs, no one on base.

It may be that Miyano swung the stick continuously, and the continuous misses affected the eighth stick of the chipping play.

His swing was not crisp.

The first ball did not swing the bat, and the second ball even tried to use a short hit, but the touch failed.

After taking the lead by two good balls, Sawamura directly threw a decisive over-speed straight ball, which made the hitter miss the opportunity to swing the bat, and was knocked out by a strikeout.

No swing, strikeouts!

In just a few minutes, the players of the White Dragon Academy went up and down three times.

White Dragon's rest area.

Sasaki closed his eyes in almost despair.

Sure enough, it was exactly what he thought.

Even if it was the second time he faced Sawamura's pitch, it was still difficult to hit his ball without special practice in advance.

Damn, they all fought with Qingdao in Yokohama Gangbei before, so why hasn't anyone said anything about Sawamura's information. If they know that Sawamura has that peculiar pitching stance, they can also do some targeted training.

For example, push the pitching machine and push the first two meters to practice.

Now, there's no hope!

In this way, the garrison must not be neglected.

The players of the White Dragon Academy have just retired from their guard positions, and they feel that they have not rested for long, and after taking two breaths, they are about to go to the field again.

This feeling is completely led by the nose.

In the second half of the sixth inning, Qingdao attacked.

"The third stick, the stalwarts, Jun Izagiki."

At this time, Qingdao's line play was their turn to play the core line.

"Please advise!"

After greeting the referee very politely, Jun Izashaki turned his head to look at Miyano on the pitcher's mound.

"Come on, boy, watch me fly you!"

Hearing Jun Isashiki's roar, the audience in the audience felt that they couldn't be silent any longer.

"Growl, Golden Retriever."

"It's up to you, it doesn't matter if you yell, you must fight it!"

"Hit out, hit out!"

Jun Izaki's face was ugly.

"I'm not called a Golden Retriever."

In the catcher position, Takehara gave Miyano a code.

First Ball: Inside corner, a bad ball that hits the hitter in the chest.

This hitter can swing a stick even if he has a tricky ball, so you might as well scare him.

On the pitcher mound, Miyano nodded.

"Whoosh!"

The baseball whistled out and flew towards Izagi's chest.

At this angle, it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary hitter to swing a bat.

But Izawaki is not an ordinary beater.

"Give me death!"

The bat in his hand, like a machete, was held in Izagi's hand, and he was stunned and slashed down.

"Ping!"

The ball that was split out fell into the gap guarded by the white dragon fielders and formed a hit.

Jun Izaki took this opportunity to go to first base.

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan felt that his brain was blank for a moment.

That's it, hit it out?

It feels so unreal!

If it weren't for the small eye sockets, his eyeballs would have flown out.

Can you play this kind of ball?

Sawamura,Yuki,Is there an Isashiki Jun in addition to Miyuki?

Qingdao is really a lot of talents in the world.

No one is out, there is someone on first base.

The beater of the Qingdao Road, it's the turn of the knot.

The fourth stick, super strong hit, knotted.

The original third baseman of the White Dragon Academy was crippled.