It's too late!

There was a bad judgment in his heart, but Sawamura did not panic at all, he removed the glove in front of him, his right hand, and at the same time stretched out his left hand.

This guy is going to catch the ball with his bare hands!

In the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Residence, Fengxiang Longyi's eyes gradually changed from the original leisurely to incredible.

Catching a ball with bare hands?

Make no mistake, Sawamura is a pitcher. Although this kind of pass is not as powerful as the bat, Feng Xiang Aoyi's passing speed is also more than 100 kilometers. If you catch the ball with your bare hands, you will hurt yourself?

Akagi is a team formed with Sawamura as the core. Once Sawamura is injured, it is conceivable that Akagi Middle School will inevitably collapse.

With such a big risk, Sawamura didn't care at all, so he reached out and grabbed the ball.

"Smack!"

Even if it's not the kind of hard ball that is reserved for the high school group, it's just an ordinary soft ball, and it hurts to hit the hand.

Sawamura couldn't help but bared his teeth, and then passed the ball back to Okuichi Fengxiang.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

Sawamura fought for a few tenths of a second by himself, and he just made up for the tenths of a second that the original Nagano Metropolitan Third Base runner rushed. Make up for the time difference, and the next result will be simple.

Feng Xiang Okuichi was at home plate and easily touched the runner of Nagano Metropolitan City.

Three outs, an extremely thrilling number of three outs.

Although the process was a little harder, Sawamura finally held on.

In the stands, the audience who originally came to see the performance of the Akagi Middle School comedy troupe inexplicably wet the corners of their eyes at this time.

A tragic emotion called touching flows in their hearts.

"Akagi! Sawamura !! ”

"Akagi, Sawamura !!"

At first, it was just one or two, and then hundreds of people followed suit.

For the first time, these people erupted in unison, overpowering the supporters of Nagano Metropolitan High School on the other side.

At this moment, these hundreds of viewers have the same expectations.

Win, Akagi!

Xiao Lin was moved to tears unconsciously.

"Sawamura, come on!!"

He shouted after the others around him.

With a total score of 2:0, the game ushered in the second half of the seventh game, and Akagi Middle School attacked.

Feng Xiang Long Yi's face became serious, completely lacking his chic appearance at the beginning.

"It seems, we have to admit, our opponent is very strong!"

He said in a low voice: "But the initiative of the game is still on our side, and we are still in the lead." Don't lose these two points, use that advantage to destroy your opponent. ”

"Oku!!"

Nagano Metropolitan High School is completely free of the initial casualness. At this moment, the battle-hardened king of Nagano, Nagano Metropolitan High School, is back.

"As long as you don't lose points, you can't lose."

Mari stood up and said in a deep voice: "I will face them head-on, and the guards behind me will be left to everyone." ”

The proud Mari actually said the word please.

While the friends of Nagano Metropolitan were surprised, it also inspired them to maintain their determination to maintain their trump card.

"Oh!"

The coach and ace successfully passed on their determination to the players.

"First baseman, third baseman, Yamaguchi!"

"Whoosh!"

With a ball speed of more than 135 kilometers, Yamaguchi was a little confused.

Although he also wants to play out and carry the hope of attack into the hands of Sawamura. But this ball is so fast that people can't hit it at all!

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

There wasn't much suspense, and Yamaguchi was knocked out with a strikeout.

As soon as the game is out, no one is on base. Akagi was close to defeat and only had two outs left.

"Second baseman, first baseman, Oda Honsen!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

Oda, who had high hopes from Akagi Middle School, did not hit the ball in the end, and Marian, who broke out with all his might, shook him with three balls.

Two outs, no one on base.

Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School is only one last game away from victory.

In the stands, the voices of the supporters of Akagi Middle School kept drifting away, and it seemed that they had little hope.

So far, Akagi has yet to score a hit.

They seem to have no hope of winning.

"The third stick, catcher, Fengxiang Aoyi."

"Good shot!"

"Bad ball!"

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

A good ball didn't swing a bat, a bad ball didn't swing, and then on the third ball, Feng Xiang hit the ball out of bounds. Before two good goals, the throw-in is also considered a good ball. In this way, Feng Xiang's ball count was two good balls and one bad ball, and he was chased by the pitcher.

"Come on, Feng Xiang!"

"Senior Feng Xiang, it's up to you."

Akagi's friends also realized that the atmosphere was extraordinary, and they cheered Feng Xiang at the top of their throats.

Feng Xiangao first looked behind him, where the friends kept cheering him on, and then he glanced at the cowshed opposite. There, Feng Xianglong Yi looked at him indifferently, as if he didn't take him to heart at all.

Father~

Since their parents divorced, father and son have not seen each other for many years. Feng Xiang Aoyi has even blurred his father's appearance!

Two years ago.

"Do you want to join our Nagano Metropolitan High School, Okuichi-san?"

At the beginning, the creature named Father appeared in front of Feng Xiangao's eyes in such a grand manner and asked him face to face.

He doesn't remember himself at all, even if he still uses the surname Feng Xiang now!

Haha, hahaha~

Throwing away the memories in his mind, Feng Xiang's face sank. Even if he didn't have to look back, he could feel Sawamura's blazing gaze.

Be sure to hit it out!

When did the national runner-up catcher become such a weak chicken? Can't even win against your own substitutes?

Entering Akagi, did you really let your body rust?

No, not really. Even if there was no competition, I never gave up swinging the bat, and I never gave up practicing.

Playing ball, I don't lose to anyone. Sooner or later, one day, I will stand in front of Fengxiang Long Yi and tell him.

"I'm Feng Xiang Aoyi, Feng Xiang with the same surname as you."

"Ping!"

On the fourth ball, Feng Xiang Aoyi's body moved, and this action was even faster than the reaction of his brain, which was the natural reaction of his body after thousands of tempers.

After the baseball was hit, it flew out as if it had drawn an arch through the field guard of Nagano Metropolitan Prefecture.

"Through, through!!"

"A super long fight from Feng Xiang Aoyi."

Feng Xiang ran up to second base in one breath, and then on second base, he raised his arms and shouted wildly.

"Ahh

No one understands what he really thinks in his heart.

He had waited too long for this moment.

Finally, the first hit of Akagi Middle School appeared, and the creator of this hit was Feng Xiang, the third batter of Akagi Middle School, the catcher, Feng Xiang Okuichi.

Two outs, two on second base.

Akagi, who was on the edge of the cliff, was forcibly pulled back a little.

The next stick, it's the turn of the fourth stick of Akagi Middle School, Sawamura Eijun.