"Coach, let's keep playing, we're going to hit."

Seeing Gu Xiao's pitching, the old students were also shocked, they really didn't expect that once Gu Xiao stood on the pitcher's hill, the ball thrown would be so terrifying.

But they would never give in.

The ball just now couldn't scare them.

None of them wanted to give up the quota in the first army.

"There's no point in going on, and among the first-year catchers, there's simply no one to catch his ball."

Kataoka was pleased, standing in his position and seeing more clearly.

If Sawamura is the Manchu and Han banquet he is looking forward to, then Tsukitani Xiao is the sea cucumber and abalone that came up unexpectedly, although it is not cooked yet, but it is also enjoyable to watch.

"That's a windfall!"

Nodding, Kataoka set his eyes on Sawamura.

Next, it's time for the main event.

"The pitcher is replaced, and Eijun Sawamura comes on."

The newcomer in the cowshed.

"It's my turn!"

Sawamura stood up and walked up the pitcher's mound.

At this time, the fielders also gathered.

"Coach, do you have any plans?"

At 18:0, all the spirit of the little friends has been consumed, and now the only one who can support them is Sawamura.

Because Sawamura hasn't played yet, the friends haven't despaired yet.

To some extent, Sawamura has become a little friend, the last life-saving straw in his mind.

It is said that the players who are less good, especially the players who have the strength themselves, should not be like this.

But it can't be helped, now is the time when they are most vulnerable, and when people are vulnerable, it is easy to pin their hopes on others. Another reason is that Sawamura's experience is so legendary!

In the same class, there was almost no one who didn't know about Sawamura's deeds.

Even Kanemaru, when he found out that he couldn't do anything, the first thing that came to mind was Sawamura.

"Just follow your guard! You don't have to do anything out of your mind, how you did it before, and how you do it now. ”

Sawamura said lightly.

"I'll let them keep fighting, and the guards behind you will leave it to you."

What the?

The friends looked at Sawamura in amazement one by one, not understanding what he said.

Wait, wait.

I have the impression that when I watched the Akagi game, there was also such a plot.

A few freshmen who liked to watch the Sawamura game immediately understood and smiled.

"Okay!"

"Let them let the horses come."

"We're going to stop it."

These people you say a word, and I respond to Sawamura from the pitcher's mound one sentence.

Kanemaru was dumbfounded and looked at this, and then at that.

You're crazy, aren't you?

Just now, didn't you keep missing connections?

Hunter covered his mouth with his gloves and approached Sawamura: "Big star, if you say something so powerful, you have to throw a decent ball." ”

"Don't worry!"

Sawamura gave Kanohang a confident smile.

"By the way, what kind of ball do you know?"

Hunter asked.

"Husband, I've always been a straight-ball winner. I like the straight ball in the middle! ”

Me, I......

Hunter wants to swear.

Even if it's a joke, it's not like that.

"Peace of mind, peace of mind!"

"By the way, Hunter, how fast can you get a straight ball the fastest?"

Sawamura asked suddenly.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm a young graduate. I've had a 135km straight ball before. ”

"One hundred and thirty-five kilometers!"

Sawamura frowned, then smiled: "Not bad, not bad. It's worthy of hunting, and it's really capable. ”

Karen looked at Sawamura very suspiciously: "I can't be happy at all to be praised by you like this." I've seen your previous pitches, don't worry, I'll catch them. ”

"Please, then."

Sawamura laughed.

"Alright, brothers, let's start the game."

The reenactment of the game begins.

The number of balls is one good ball, zero bad balls.

The third-year beater, standing on the strike zone, looked at Sawamura with a serious face.

On the pitcher's hill, Sawamura smiled brightly at the hitter.

The alumni and seniors who watched the battle also held their breath one by one.

They didn't expect that Sawamura would choose Qingdao.

"I don't know what the strength of Sawamura, who is known as the Great Demon King, is?"

With such doubts, they can watch the game without saying a word.

"I'll let them keep fighting, and the guards behind me will leave it to everyone."

The reappearance of the familiar scene made many people who had watched the Sawamura game laugh at the scene.

Looking at Sawamura, who was shouting loudly on the pitcher's mound, this feeling is extremely nostalgic.

"Let them call."

"We're going to stop it."

With the cooperation of the previous pitcher on the mound, at this time, the other friends did not hesitate to do it.

With such a pair of songs and songs, the momentum of the new life suddenly rose.

"Damn, it's really a big shot."

"The aura of the big leagues."

"Show your strength, Lord Demon."

The audience also boiled.

Pitchers, catchers, wilders, spectators!

Since Sawamura came on the court, in just five minutes, it seems that everyone is on Sawamura's side.

In the corner, Miyuki shook his head with emotion.

"This guy, the momentum on his body is stronger."

Some people are infectious. It's like singing, he doesn't necessarily sing very well, but it just makes people want to sing along.

Sawamura is such a person!

As long as he stands on the pitcher's mound, his teammates seem to feel infinite motivation.

In the cowshed.

The corners of Haruichi Kominato's mouth curled.

"It's Sawamura-san!"

In the second half of the third inning, the game began.

The old team attacked.

Facing the first opponent, Sawamura threw the first ball into the inside corner!

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a laser light, crossed the distance from the pitcher to home plate.

So fast!

On the first ball, the hitter did not swing the bat.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

Two good balls, the hitter is chased. (Previously, Akira made a good shot.) ）

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura looked at Kahang and waited for Kahang to match him with the ball.

Karen thought about it and gave Sawamura a code for an inside corner.

Sawamura nodded, then threw the ball out.

"Whoosh!"

Small white balls, flying in.

In the face of this ball, the hitter decisively swung the bat, and the swing missed.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

The demon king appears, and he is the first to be out, of course, he must have an aura.

How can you do it without strikes?

In the position of the catcher, Captain Hunter let out a sigh of relief.

Sawamura's inside corner just now didn't hit the ball belt, but the speed and power of the ball didn't have to be said, even if it was hit, it was a throw-in.

"Good vote!"

With the tacit understanding, the momentum of Hunting Voyage also came out.

After striking out the first hitter, it was the turn of the core of the second army to hit the line.

Three mouths, Maezoen, Tajima.

"One out!"

After the three of them went to the strike zone, Sawamura stretched out a finger and shouted at the surroundings.

"One out!"

"Deal with the beaters."

"Let him call......"

Once born and twice cooked, now the friends are responding to Sawamura, and they are already very familiar.