"Since you're out of breath, you'd better talk to me less!"

In the position of the stalwarts hand, Izaki Jun yelled dissatisfiedly.

"Don't play dead!"

Kuramori said gloomily behind Sawamura.

"If you can't, there's someone waiting for you in the rest area."

Ryosuke Kominato smiled, still with a harmless expression.

Hearing Ryosuke Kominato's words, in the position of the outfield, Tsukitani Xiao hurriedly raised his hand.

That means, you don't have to go to the rest area to find someone, he can do it for you.

Masuko looked at Sawamura with complicated eyes.

He also knew that the attack was interrupted at his place twice in a row, and he was not as good as Sawamura in terms of performance.

But even if he is a competitor, he really hopes that Sawamura can perform well.

First base position.

Yucheng nodded and said, "Come on!" ”

……

At this time, Sawamura misses his friends at Akagi Middle School very much.

Compared with these thorny seniors in Qingdao, those friends in Sawamura in the past were much cuter. Every time Sawamura shouted this sentence, they responded to themselves like fans.

What kind of unity is that? How imposing is that?

What's it all about now......

Sawamura was dissatisfied, but he didn't know about Kiryu's rest area in Osaka, and the eyes of Superintendent Takahiro Matsumoto were straight.

Having played against Qingdao, he knows the personality of these players in Qingdao.

They all have their own personalities, and they can't do things that can be used as supporting roles for others.

After Ke Zecun shouted that sentence, almost everyone responded.

Seeing the subtle knowledge, it is not difficult to see from this point how much the players on the field trust Sawamura.

"From the beginning of school to now, in just over two months, has he been recognized by all his teammates?"

It's just a good thing in an ordinary team, but in a big high school, it's extremely incredible.

"The game has just begun, don't relax, riveting your strength, give me a fight."

Turning his head to look at his disciple, Matsumoto's face immediately changed.

His face seemed to have a murderous aura, hideous and terrifying.

"Take it back, Overseer. Your true nature is revealed. ”

Before the official start of the game, Miyuki deliberately approached Sawamura and explained to him the matching of these two games.

With the Quirk Ball as the core to match the ball!

Sawamura nodded, not saying anything.

The fourth game began, and at this time, Osaka Kiryu High School's line had already been played in two rounds and one more.

Sawamura will need to start with their second bat.

Pitcher mound.

Sawamura's pitching posture looked loose, and then he threw the ball with ease.

Despite his own coach, he repeatedly asked him to swing the baton actively. But active swinging is really not their second bat's personality, so he still chose to observe the first ball.

Then he discovered a very, very peculiar thing.

When the baseball came into hand, it jumped irregularly.

"Smack!"

It looked like a slow ball, but the hitter didn't swing the bat.

"What are you doing?"

"Fight!"

"That kind of good ball, why don't you play it?"

Osaka Kiryu's friends are very dissatisfied with their beaters.

On the other hand, Sawamura and Miyuki's faces are not good-looking.

It's like playing cards, when fighting the landlord, the landlord has a little king, how can you not be a king?

So sweet ball, how can the hitter not swing the bat?

If you don't play cards according to the routine, how do you let us play?

"This is not good~"

Miyuki smiled bitterly.

If the hitter swings the bat, he doesn't have time to observe the ordinary quirk ball, and the ball is knocked out. In this case, Sawamura and him will join forces, and they can still fool a few outs.

Unexpectedly, the beater didn't swing the bat.

If the player observes the ball so slowly, he will probably already notice the change.

"If the sneak attack fails, forget it!"

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura immediately adjusted his state and motioned for Miyuki to pass the ball to him.

Anyway, they didn't intend to fool around forever, and when the beaters in Kiryu Osaka noticed that something was wrong, they would naturally pay attention to it and even entangle it......

Now, it's just a little bit earlier.

It doesn't matter if Miyuki himself is not yet, the main thing is that he is afraid of the later stage, when Chris matches Sawamura, Kiryu Osaka has more time to prepare.

"Invisibly, I'm causing trouble for Senior Chris."

Miyuki blamed himself, but there was no shame on his face.

It was an accident, a pure accident......

Come on, second ball, quirk ball in the outside corner.

Miyuki changed her strategy with the ball.

The hitter who has already fallen behind with a good ball can no longer afford not to swing the bat.

"Ping!"

The small white ball is knocked out and lands right on the front of the formation.

Yuki easily intercepted the ball and then stomped on the base.

"Out!"

As soon as the game is out, no one is on base.

"Damn, it's too lucky!"

"How did you get there?"

Kiryu's second batter in Osaka, frowning, looked at Sawamura on the pitcher's hill.

Was it really a coincidence just now?

The next hitter is the third batter.

"Ping!"

Sawamura hit the middle of the first ball, and in the face of a good ball in the middle, of course the hitter will not let go.

It's just that I don't know why, he didn't play this ball well. The ball is in front of the pitcher and bounces off the ground.

Sawamura opened his glove, confiscated the ball in his own glove, and passed it to Yusei.

"Out!"

Three goals, two outs.

Sawamura's rhythm is kept to make people jealous.

At this time, the original players who kept shouting in Kiryu Osaka were silent one by one.

They also realized that something was wrong.

"Fourth baseman, pitcher, Hiromi Kan."

Sawamura was almost the same as the mid-shot and threw it.

Seeing this ball, Guan Guangmei subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but he still couldn't help swinging his stick.

If he doesn't swing the ball in the middle of the game, he may smoke himself after he gets off the court.

"Ping!"

A small white ball that hits the pitcher's side.

Sawamura stepped forward to catch the ball, but his speed suddenly slowed down by a quarter and he couldn't catch up.

"Damn!"

The continuous training has made the muscles tired, and Sawamura has been resting just now. Resting after fatigue can stiffen your muscles.

Sawamura wasn't unaware of this, but he still hadn't warmed up just now.

Yesterday's last garrison practice consumed not only Sawamura's physical strength, but also muscles. Although high school students are no different from adults in terms of body shape.

But the reality is that this is not the case. The developing body is much more fragile than the robustness of an adult.

Sawamura felt that every movement he made was extremely difficult. In order to hold on to the six rounds, he had to maintain his physical strength, so the warm-up was skipped.

Unexpectedly, the ball flew out after a little bit of difference.

When Sawamura blamed himself in his heart, a dexterous figure burst out. Blocked the ball with his body.

It's Ryosuke Kominato.

However, he had already fallen and looked like he didn't have time to pass first base.

"Hip-hop, haha. Ryosuke senior. ”

At the moment of crisis, Kurachi arrived at the horse.

Minato tossed the ball to him, and Kuramochi rounded his arm and sent it to first base.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

Sawamura was extremely grateful and gave a thumbs up to the two.

"Well done, senior!"

"Small meaning, small meaning."

Kuramochi said with a smile.

It looks like he's happy to be able to clean up the mess for Sawamura.

Sawamura's body is really stiff, so let's just hug it.

Sawamura back to the rest area.

Kuramori's face behind him began to turn ugly.

"It hurts!"

Ryosuke Kominato, who was beside him, stood up and punched him in the stomach.

"Don't complain, it's the same for everyone."

Yesterday there were more than four hours of garrison practice.

None of the wild hands of Qingdao players are normal.

But the effect is very good, Sawamura four balls, let the opponent three up and three down.

……