The ball passed past the second baseman, and behind him was the left fielder and the stalwart.

"Good!"

With a shout of goodness in his heart, Qi Ping was like a small motor with full horsepower, trotting all the way to second base.

By the time Komaki passed the ball back, Qi Ping had been on second base for a long time.

He didn't take a risk, and if he had taken a risk at the time, it wouldn't have been impossible to get to third base.

On the pitcher's hill, Sawamura's face became secretive.

Just now, Qi Ping aimed at the ball he was using to lure him to swing his bat.

Relying on a strong swing of the bat, he was stunned to hit the ball that should have flown in front of the first baseman to the middle of the first and second basemen's garrison area, and the place where the second baseman was guarding.

Among the twelve heavenly kings, one of the four people who are not pitchers, the strong stick is flush.

"Today's children are really scary!"

Sawamura complained, and his eyes became even colder.

No one is out, and there are runners on second base.

In such a situation, facing Narumiya is not what Sawamura is happy to see.

Waiting for the blow, Narumiya stood up, and the bat in his hand was swung by him.

"That's it, it's really cool to hit in this situation."

With Naruto Narumiya walking up to the strike zone.

The fans who supported Xijing and the fans who supported Narumu Cheng began to cheer for Nari Miya.

"Chase the pitcher, let's get out!"

"Send the runners back, we are optimistic about you, Lord Prince."

"Hit out, hit out!!"

The huge hustle and bustle put pressure on Sawamura on the pitcher's mound.

On the other side of the stands, the brothers of the Red Heart Brotherhood and the Demon King's Praetorian Guard almost had their noses crooked.

Our army of 5,000 men did not bully you. You guys are honest, everyone watches the game together. Now you dare to provoke?

Is Tokyo amazing?

In Tokyo, the same momentum is pressing you.

"Sawamura, Sawamura !!"

"Strikeouts, strikes!!"

Five thousand people, rhythmic shouts, instantly overwhelmed the scattered fans of Xijing Middle School and Narumiya Ming.

On the strike zone, Narumiya looked at the stands and Sawamura's supporters in the stands.

"Damn, damn. It's too much of a bully! ”

In Tokyo, you country boy is showing off with me.

In Cheng Gongming's view, this cannot be forgiven.

He wants to teach the other party a lesson, a big lesson.

"Come on, boy. Look at my home run! ”

The words are extremely arrogant, but Cheng Gongming's grip is not long, it is a normal grip.

Of course, Feng Xiang didn't let go of this detail, and after he saw this detail, he quickly passed it to Sawamura.

Pitcher mound.

Sawamura's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he could probably understand Narumiya's thoughts.

Although this guy is sometimes willful like a child, most of the time, he is still very reliable.

At this time, Cheng Gongming will definitely not risk using a big stick.

Swinging a big stick is handsome, but it is also extremely dangerous. If you don't get it right, you can fly high. He didn't count his own out, maybe he even affected Qi Ping.

At this time, if he was Narumiya, he probably thought about how not to hit the ball into a high fly.

It's good to be able to hit a hit, but if you can't hit a hit, you have to let the baseball land and report it to third base.

In the fierce pitcher battle, the most important thing is to score. The team that gnaws the next point first will have an absolute advantage in the following games.

From this point of view, Akagi and Saikyo Middle School are in the same mind.

Narumi Narumiya thinks about it and Sawamura, it's similar.

Come on!

With a plan, Sawamura directly threw the upper float.

"Whoosh!"

You don't want to play high-flying, I'm going to let you play high-flying.

Without angering Narimiya, it is difficult for Akagi to have a chance to score.

Sawamura's pitching, at this time, was already a little aggressive.

"Whoosh!"

A small white ball that flies over the top of home plate.

Narimiya swung his bat on the first shot, and his bat swept under the baseball without even touching the bristles.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

Strike zone.

Cheng Gongming looked at the ball in Feng Xiang's hand angrily.

Damn, it's like this again!

In the previous round, he was struck out, and he was also played by a ball like Sawamura.

"It doesn't make sense, at this time, he dares to throw a floating ball so much? Aren't you afraid that I'll fight short? ”

The float is easier to handle because of the high path of the ball. At the very least, the hitter doesn't have to bend down to reach the ball.

On the pitcher's hill, Sawamura looked cold.

After receiving Feng Xiang's pass, he didn't stop and threw his second ball.

"Whoosh!"

Cheng Gongming's palms were slightly sweaty.

It's fast, it's fast-paced.

Sawamura's pitching rhythm made Narumiya Narumi a little uncomfortable, and before he could figure out what was going on, Sawamura's second ball came.

"Damn, that young master will be a supporting role."

Unsure of Sawamura's thoughts, Narumiya Nari was unwilling to take too many risks and waste the hard-won opportunity to attack.

Then he had no choice but to choose a short fight.

"Ping!"

Narumiya hit a short shot, and the baseball was bounced to the pitcher's front.

Sawamura picked up the baseball with his gloves and sent it to first base.

"Out!"

The beater, Cheng Gongming, was banned and out.

At the same time, though, he was on third base.

As soon as it's out, there's someone on third base.

Akagi Middle School is facing a huge crisis.

In the stands.

The assistant coach of Tianlongji Middle School couldn't help but say with regret: "It's a pity, if this ball is kept, with the number of shots and physical strength of Sawamura-san, he should be able to drag Narimiya off the field." ”

There are two subtexts in this statement.

With the level of Xijing, once out, there are people on third base. There's no reason why they can't get points.

There is also that, if it weren't for this crisis, with the number of pitches in Sawamura, he would have held out longer than Narumiya. If Narumi Narumi ends, then Akagi will win.

The old fox shook his head: "Innocent! ”

"The materials in everyone's hands are all after Akagi Junior High School entered the Kanto Conference, and they don't even have a video of the game in Nagano Prefecture, let alone the information from Akagi a year ago."

"Don't forget, when Akagi participated in the Nagano Prefecture Tournament for the first time, how did he defeat Nagano Tsutari."

……

Qi tied on third base, and Xijing Middle School hit a short hit in the sixth.

With this, Akagi Junior High School's defensive formation changed.

First and third basemen, all moving forward. Immediately following the second baseman, the shortstop also moved forward, standing in a position where he could fill in the first and third bases at any time.

Three outfielders followed!

The garrison of Akagi Middle School suddenly became a super infield garrison.

The stalwart was no more than five or six meters from the base at second base.

"What is this?"

"Is Akagi crazy?"

In the audience, there were bursts of exclamation.

The brothers of the Demon King's Praetorian Guard, one by one, don't know why.

At this time, Da Lin and Xiao Lin's superiority came out, and they immediately popularized it to the brothers of the surrounding Red Heart Brotherhood, what is the nine-person inner field!

Nine-man Uchino Guard!

In the cowshed of Xijing Middle School.

Coach Yamamoto stared blankly at the change in Akagi's garrison, dumbfounded.

I'll go, how else is this playing?

The ball is shot out in a short way, as if the ball was deliberately sent to the hands of the Akagi infielder.

The current Akagi is like a giant beast with a bloody mouth open.

Facing Xijing, he bared his fangs.