In the cowshed of Tenryuji Middle School.

Seeing Sawamura's home run, the assistant coach of Tenryuji closed his eyes in despair.

A one-point gap is already a huge chasm. Now, Tianlong Temple is completely hopeless.

He himself was so uncomfortable, not to mention the older mountain overseer.

Resisting the heartache, the assistant coach of Tenryuji Temple was ready to open his mouth to comfort head coach Hiromitsu Yamano.

"Yamano-sensei!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the assistant coach of Tianlong Temple found that something was wrong.

The mountains and fields that should have been depressed looked very gloomy at this time, with a pair of eyes glowing green and faint.

Isn't that right? This is like a powerless and lost expression. This is the look that the prey has when it is cornered and ready to fight back.

"Do you drive?"

Without waiting for the assistant coach to understand, he listened to Hiromitsu Yamano ask him in a hoarse voice.

Well?

On the court, although Sawamura hit a home run, Akagi's later hitters Yamaguchi and Ashin were solved one after another.

Yamaguchi hit a frontal fly ball on third base, and Ashin was hit straight by a strikeout.

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

In the second half of the seventh inning, Tianlongsi Middle School attacked.

The sun was shining, and Sawamura couldn't open his eyes. He subconsciously pulled his hat down, ready to take the last three strikeouts.

That's right, it's the last three strikeouts.

He didn't intend to give Tenryu Temple any chance to turn the tables.

"First bat, catcher, Hattori-san."

In the previous six games, ninety percent of the hitters of Tianlong Temple were striked, and the remaining one percent was also killed. Until now, Tenryuji Middle School has not had an effective hit.

What a pity!

In fact, the strength of Tianlongji Middle School is not weak at all, but it's a pity that the state of the Tianlongji beaters today doesn't seem to be very good, and the luck is not on the side of Tianlongji.

With a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, facing Hattori, Sawamura threw his first shot.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball, like a rocket with increased speed, constantly breaks through its own speed limit.

Three hitters, one three-ball, and the last nine balls in this game, Sawamura doesn't have to worry about anything, just throw the ball with all his might.

On the strike zone, Hattori, which was supposed to hit normally, suddenly held a short stick.

"Ping!"

The small white ball, touching the bat, rolled down towards first base.

Sawamura on the pitcher's mound was slightly stunned, then glanced at Hattori appreciatively.

Unexpectedly, there was such an operation. Hattori's short hitting skills are really good, his over-speed straight ball, the ball is very heavy, this kind of ball Hattori can steadily hit the ball short to first base.

But unfortunately, since the ball hit first base, then you still have to be out.

You must know that the first base guard in Akagi is the first baseman with the best guarding skills in the Akagi team, Oda Honsen.

Thinking about it, Sawamura took the initiative to fill in at first base.

It is more appropriate for the ball to roll to first base, or for the first baseman to hit and catch the ball.

When Sawamura reached first base, he saw Oda rushing towards baseball.

This action is a bit delayed~

Oda picked up the baseball and passed it back to Sawamura, but at this time, Hattori, who was like a wind, had already made it to first base.

"Safety!"

By a fraction of a second, Hattori was on base.

"I'm sorry~"

Oda apologized to Sawamura in shame.

"Nothing."

Sawamura waved his hand to indicate that it didn't matter, the tiger still had time to nap, Oda's mistake, Sawamura didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that Hattori is on base, it's the same with his strikeouts, two, three, and four bats.

At this time, the second batter of Tenryu Temple went to the strike zone.

As soon as the hitter hits the zone, he puts on a short-hitting stance.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura shook his neck and his eyes sank.

The beaters of Tianlong Temple really don't learn a lesson.

Can't I strike you out after a short hit?

The index and middle fingers were firmly clasped on the small white ball, and Sawamura threw the ball.

"Whoosh!"

A white baseball, whizzing.

In the face of this ball, the hitter of the short hitter, facing the foot of the pitcher's mound, suddenly took a step back, and with his stride, the hitter's whole body moved back a piece. Sawamura's original ball in the inside corner turned into a center for the hitter.

The ball suddenly fell, and the batter with the short bat in his hand touched the ball in an awkward position.

"Ping!"

If the first ball is short, it is unexpected. That goal is just a show. Before Akagi's friends could react, the ball was shortened.

The baseball that came out and rolled down on third base.

Yamaguchi rushed forward, picked up the ball, and sent to first base.

But very strangely, Yamaguchi's garrison movement was also much slower.

The second batter of Tianlong Temple also ran to first base by a millimeter.

No one is out, there are people on first and second base!

This series of changes made the audience look stupid.

How could Akagi, who was omnipotent just now, look like a headless fly in the blink of an eye?

What's going on?

In the cowshed of Tenryuji Temple.

The assistant coach of Tenryu Temple is about to put the mountain field overseer on the table.

God, God.

It's not his own overseer, and he's also proficient in curses. Unexpectedly, the players of Akagi were collectively out of shape.

Pitcher mound.

Sawamura glanced at Oda and then at Yamaguchi, his brows furrowed tightly.

In the cowshed of Tenryuji Temple.

The old man of the mountains and fields showed a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth.

"There are so many strikeouts, Sawamura-san should have voted very happily. But do you know that you are happy, Akagi can be dragged down by you. ”

The assistant coach looked adored: "What's going on?" ”

Yamano chuckled, "It's simple, isn't it?" After six rounds of the game, but no ball flew over, the nerves of the Akagi players had already been completely relaxed. For them who have no tension in the game, they are not mentally prepared for any ball that comes over at this time. ”

"Oh."

The assistant coach nodded in admiration, then thought of something again, and asked strangely: "Oda was caught off guard and said in the past, why is Yamaguchi the second ball?" ”

Yamano showed the smile of the old fox: "The tension of the game, this kind of thing, once lost, is not something you can find back if you want to." ”

"A novice who has just learned to drive is looking for speed at first, as if the faster he is, the better his skills will be. In fact, they know that driving the car fast is just a matter of stepping on the accelerator, and the really powerful old driver is the one who can drive the car as slowly as he wants. ”

"Player and coach, talented. Haha, it's really an enviable talent and ability, but you're a novice, is it really good to drive the car so fast? ”

The old fox in the mountains and fields narrowed his eyes when he smiled.

The assistant coach looked at his supervisor with convincingness.

"However, with Sawamura's keen intuition, he should be able to brake at this time, right?"

Hirata said.

"Can a sports car that has reached 180 kilometers brake suddenly? Once you brake suddenly, the car will not stop, but it will float if you don't do it! ”