As soon as he saw Minami Pingmori's pitch, Chris immediately beckoned Sawamura to do a warm-up exercise.

This kind of pitcher who has a high fighting spirit and has his own unique way of playing.

For a while, I'm afraid it will be difficult to overcome.

Correspondingly, the time for Qingdao to go on the field and guard is also greatly advanced.

"Ideally, I still want to be able to take the lead before I go on the court to pitch."

Chris was sorry.

It's not that he doesn't believe Sawamura's pitching, he mainly thinks about the course of the game. If he can take the lead, Sawamura's pitch will put more pressure on the opponent and make it easier to break them.

If you can't take the lead, the game is likely to turn into a pitcher tug-of-war.

After all, this is the first battle of the Qingdao High School Competition, and if it is too difficult, it will damage morale.

There is no way to easily solve the battle even against Misimon, not to mention that others will gossip, and the friends themselves are afraid that they will doubt their own strength.

The standard of high school baseball is very high, and if you just talk about a game, even if you drag a professional team out, the professional team is not necessarily an opponent.

But if you use a best-of-three system like a professional team, I am afraid that it will be difficult for high school players to adapt.

This is the difference between professional and non-professional.

It's not just the strength, it's the mentality.

The first game was smooth sailing, which was very helpful for the race after Qingdao.

"Oh!"

Sawamura agreed, and warmed up with Chris's pass and catch.

"Ten balls is good!"

Sawamura's shoulders are soft, and it hardly takes too many balls to warm up.

This side is doing warm-up pitching, and the other side of the court is still unfolding a fierce duel.

Ryosuke Kominato didn't plan to use his own stunt, and that kind of stunt was also a great drain on the beater's mind. It's not easy to get the ball out of bounds with precision.

Missimon's pitcher, not worthy yet!

But his low-angle change ball is really tricky.

Ryosuke Kominato deliberately stared, underneath the good ball belt.

This did not escape the eyes of the catchers of Misimon High School.

Hitters are very concerned about the low-angle change ball!

In that case, let's use the outside corner to decide the winner.

Thinking about it, he gave Nan Pingshou a code.

On the pitcher's mound, Nan Pingshou nodded silently.

"Whoosh!"

It was as if from the ground, a small ball suddenly rushed out, whistling.

Ryosuke Kominato's face became cautious.

Here it comes!

He aimed for the outside corner and swung his bat decisively.

With the ball speed of Nan Pingshou, Kominato Ryosuke doesn't have to deliberately lock any ball path at all, he has time to swing the bat on any ball road, and he can hit it out.

"Ping!"

The white ball is hit and flies against the touchline of third base.

"Smack!"

The third baseman at Misimon High School caught the white ball in his glove with his backhand.

"Out!"

Ryosuke Kominato's face was a little embarrassed.

The opponent's ball is really not powerful, he subconsciously wants to play a long game, and the stick is the queen mother.

Pretending to be B is not a reverse is grass!

That's probably how it feels.

The difference between a delicate sideline ball and a flat fly ball on the base is a thousand miles.

"Two out!"

"It doesn't matter if Qingdao."

"It's not a good state."

The seniors and alumni who graduated before Qingdao became nervous one by one.

It seems that today's luck doesn't seem to be on the side of Qingdao.

It's too bad luck.

Two outs, no one on base. It was the turn of Jun Izashaki to fight.

"Growl, Golden Retriever."

"Work hard!"

"Let's go!"

Maybe because the situation was too unfavorable, the cheering on the field became louder.

And at this time, when he heard the three words of the golden retriever, Izagi Jun was furious.

"I've said it a thousand times, Lao Tzu is not a dog!"

"Die!!"

With a roar, the small white ball was hit and flew out.

Jun Izaki has a lot of experience in playing this kind of ball that others are not good at shooting.

The little white ball flew straight into the outfield.

Once it lands, it must be a super long fight.

It's a pity that the outfielder of Missimin, who retreated early, caught the ball.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

The offensive of the first game of Qingdao High School ended here.

Three up, three down!

For the explosive Qingdao, this is a really bad start.

The lounge area of the Misimon University.

The overseer looked ecstatic.

Nanping is completely resurrected!

There is a chance, this game, Misimhen really has a chance.

"Even if Qingdao High School, no matter how much we want to go all out, subconsciously, they still look down on us. And this is a good opportunity for us to take advantage of the situation. ”

"Let's fight, attack with all our might, and score points!"

Qianyu Shunyi shouted excitedly to his disciple.

"Yes!"

At this time, Misimon High School's own players also thought they had a chance.

The pitchers have Nan Pingshou, and they only need to score one point from Qingdao. After that, you can defend with all your might.

The scales of victory will inevitably be in favor of Misimon.

"I'm so sorry, such an illusory opportunity is impossible."

Sawamura stretched his arms and walked coldly onto the pitcher's mound.

If you want to completely suppress the opponent's momentum, the most effective way is to make the opponent desperate.

Sawamura is familiar with this.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Good Ball !!"

"Strikeout!!

"Strikeout!!

"Strikeout!!

Nine balls, in less than three minutes in total, the garrison task of Qingdao High School is over.

The brothers of the Red Heart Brotherhood and the Demon King Praetorian Guard had just started their posture and had not yet waited to shout the slogan.

It's over~

I'm going, it's worthy of being the big demon king of my family, that is, I have a personality.

On the other hand, the rest area of Misimon High School.

Everyone stupidly looked at Sawamura who walked down from the pitcher's mound.

When Sawamura came on the court just now, they knew that the other party was a first grade, and they were quite contemptuous.

Unexpectedly, the wealthy Qingdao would have a first-grade trump card.

It can be seen that Qingdao's strength will inevitably not be strong there.

Unexpectedly, it was such a monster that came up.

In Misimon's rest area, the only first-year player, looked blankly at Sawamura.

"That person is, Sawamura Great Demon King!"

Because of Obayashi and Kobayashi, Miyamoto didn't have time to react, and the first grade didn't recognize Sawamura at the beginning.

Now he saw it!

"Who?"

Shunyi's voice has changed.

How did he not know that there was such a player?

"That's right, I will never admit my mistake, that person is Sawamura Eijun, who graduated from Akagi Middle School, and the Great Demon King Sawamura Eijun!"

"I felt that the atmosphere was wrong before, even if Qingdao was a wealthy family, it was impossible to have so many fans, it turned out to be them?"

Shunichi's brows furrowed.

"Who are they?"

"The Demon King's Praetorian Guard and the Brotherhood of the Red Heart!"

In the stands.

Obayashi, Kobayashi and Miyamoto looked at each other.

Boss, that's not how the joke works, and your car is flying too fast.

They didn't even have time to refuel.

Three up and three down VS three strikeouts in a row!

In the first round of the encounter, Sawamura won completely.

However, at this time, the players of Misimon High School did not feel hopeless.

They still have a little illusion about their pitchers.

……