"It's incredible!"

Kanagawa Prefecture, an indoor gym.

Takuma looked at the live video of Koshien on TV in disbelief.

At this time, the footage of the video happens to stay on the ball speed display.

Ball speed: 146 km/h!

Ever since Sawamura started throwing straight balls with four seams as his lifeline, his ball speed has not dropped by 143 kilometers.

The previous ball speed display was 145 km/h, 144 km/h, 143 km/h, 145 km/h.

In the final goal, the ball speed reached a terrifying 146 kilometers.

If it's just a goal, it's probably a coincidence.

But so many goals in a row are maintained at about 145 kilometers.

This shows that Sawamura's ball speed is a real increase.

He was already extremely terrifying, but now he is afraid that it will become even more terrifying.

"Every time I watch Sawamura seniors compete, it's a pleasure."

Takuma said with a smile. After finishing speaking, he also deliberately glanced at his friends around him.

"From a catcher's point of view, it should be a pleasure to partner with Sawamura-senpai, right?"

Both of them had already passed the special recruitment of Seido High School before, and now they are members of Seido High School's baseball club.

Even the enrollment procedures have been completed, but the school has not yet started, and they have not yet gone to school.

The young man with blonde hair next to him said with an expressionless face.

"The speed of the ball has gone up a notch, and if you throw the ball with a straight ball as a lifeline, it will become more elusive in the eyes of the hitter."

Okumura Mitsushu looked at Sawamura on the screen, and his body burned with inexplicable fighting spirit.

He couldn't wait to pick it up. Even if you stand in front of the TV, you can also experience the horror of Sawamura Eisumun's pitching. But when you actually catch his ball, it should still be different.

What kind of pitching will it show? What will happen to pitching?

I want to give it a try.

People who are thousands of miles away can feel the growth of Eijun Sawamura.

Not to mention the audience who is close at hand.

Owada Akiko clapped her hands excitedly and cheered with the people around her.

At this time, she still looks like a reporter, and she is just a crazy fan.

I have to say, Koshien is really a magical place. Here, every move of the players will elicit cheers and support.

If you can put on a good performance, you will become the center of the whole world in an instant.

When Sawamura Eisun continued to soar the speed of the ball, the audience at the scene also let out a wolf-like roar.

Every time you get a strikeout or an out, there is applause.

It's a feeling that makes people intoxicated.

Fujifu gave his partner an angry look.

I've seen incompetent journalists, but I've never seen anyone so incompetent.

She'd probably forgotten what she was here for.

"Strikeout!"

"Strikeout!!

Homing High School, who originally thought that Eijun Sawamura would change his pitching rhythm from the second round of playing, obviously miscalculated.

Sawamura did change his pitching rhythm and did play with straight balls as the center.

But the problem is that this straight ball seems to be too different from the straight ball they imagined before.

The ball was so fast and scary that it seemed to be going to devour them at any moment.

"Damn bastard, it's just two or three kilometers faster, and you can't do anything?"

The overseer of Baoming High School, who had a beard, shouted angrily at his disciples.

"That guy's pitching, it's different!"

The first blow that had just been struck by the three strikes was like ashes.

Remembering the pitch he had seen in the strike zone earlier. His body still couldn't stop shaking.

It's horrible!

There was no point in sight, and the small white ball seemed to fly out of nowhere.

In the blink of an eye, it's in front of you.

That terrifying feeling is even more terrifying than looking at a 150-kilometer ball in the strike zone.

In the face of such a fast ball, the rhythm of their swing is completely out of order.

There's no way to time the shot.

"Rubbish!"

The bearded superintendent cursed angrily, then turned his head to look at the strike zone.

Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind in the end, and Sawamura Eijun had already become famous in middle school.

is called the Demon King, this name is not for nothing.

It's no surprise that he has such strength.

But even if you can't get a hit, at least you idiots have to touch the ball first, and you can't keep the opponent at this pace.

Now we can only hope for their core line.

The core line of Baoming High School is also a group of very terrifying beaters.

Like the elites recruited by Qingdao High School, they are also the strongest people in the region and even other regions, forming a line.

Big high schools may lack top good pitchers.

But there will be no shortage of beaters.

It's like this third stick.

Although Sawamura doesn't have an impression of him in his previous memory, he is still a very difficult opponent.

The stature is not particularly tall, that is, about 1.7 meters. But the muscles of the whole body are bulging, and even through the clothes, you can still see the outline.

The opponent has extremely terrifying power, and now he is using the largest metal bat. You don't need to hit the center of the ball, just touch it a little bit and you can take the ball out.

Do you still have to use a straight ball at this time?

Miyuki, who was in the position of the catcher, looked at Sawamura Eijun with an inquiring gaze.

Sawamura nodded firmly.

The straight ball has begun to enter the minds of the players of Baoming High School.

If they give up at this time, their previous efforts will be wasted.

At this time, it is natural to be tough to the end.

If things don't go well, it's not too late to switch to change balls.

As far as Sawamura's own feelings are concerned, there is no very dangerous feeling.

He is very confident, although the other party looks terrifying, he will definitely not be able to fight.

Good!

Miyukimoto likes this feeling very much.

However, the strength of the opponent is not weak, and if the pitching position is too sweet, we are tantamount to killing ourselves.

The ball has to be tricky.

Miyuki placed the gloves on the beater's chest from the beginning.

The inner corners are high.

Control the ball accurately here, no matter how great the opponent's power is, there is no way to exert it.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura nodded with great satisfaction.

is worthy of being his partner, and this time is exactly the same as what he thinks.

That's what he had planned.

Pulling off the stance, Sawamura Eisuki threw the baseball in his hand fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a streamer, hit the chest of the hitter.

Because Sawamura Eijun is a left-handed pitcher, and his opponent is a right-hand hitter.

In such a situation, Sawamura Esumi threw out the high inner corner, forming a huge and incomparably oblique line.

From the striking zone, the ball appears to be straight to the chest of the smasher.

Damn it!

Although the hitter was a little unwilling, he had no way to shoot the ball in this position.

The body subconsciously took a step back.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

No swing, strikeouts.

The core third bat, which was expected to be high, didn't even swing the bat.

In this way, he was directly knocked out by strikeouts.

In the stands, the eyes of the spectators changed.

Originally, they were still very objective, and whoever performed well would cheer for whom!

Now, there is a noticeable change in their hearts.

They began to be attracted to Sawamura Eijun and became his own fans.

"It's too strong!"