In the stands, hundreds of spectators supporting Akagi Middle School looked at the dozen teenagers who bent down at them on the field, and their hearts were full of mixed feelings.

Among these people, there are tall and short, fat and thin, and there is even a weak little girl.

What a veritable 'motley army'!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, even these people who supported Akagi Junior High School would have had a hard time believing that they would have defeated Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School, one of the three kings of Nagano Prefecture.

But just think of these guys, the figures who fought on the court before.

These hundreds of viewers were excited.

Not only Sawamura, but all the players at Akagi Junior High School are warriors, and no matter how bad their skills are or how strong their opponents are, they play with all their strength and enjoy baseball.

It is precisely this spirit that touches them.

"Keep it up, we'll go see the next one."

"Always support you, Akagi!"

"If you win one more game, if you win one more game, you can go to the Kanto Conference."

"Sawamura, so handsome!!"

"Super fast straight ball!"

"Feng Xiang, the fight is amazing!"

……

The audience stood up one by one, and Akagi Middle School moved them with his amazing performance and sincerity.

"Smack!"

"Bang Bang Bang !!!"

It was only one or two people at first, and then everyone couldn't help but applaud along with it.

It wasn't until this moment that the friends of Akagi Middle School really felt that they had won, and they had won Nagano Metropolitan High School, one of the three kings of Nagano Prefecture, breaking the undefeated law of kings in Nagano Prefecture that had been maintained for nearly 20 years.

The Law of Undefeated Kings:

The three kings of Nagano, Tenryuji Junior High School, Daihoku Junior High School, and Nagano Metropolitan High School, had never lost to any other team in Nagano until these three schools collided with each other. The three teams take turns to sit in the village, the overlord of Nagano.

This situation is not uncommon in Tokyo, Osaka, Kanagawa and other fierce battle zones, and it is often only those schools that can win the championship. This is especially true in a small place like Nagano.

In the previous 20 years, including the Wenchen Cup, the national competition was held twice a year, and a full 40 sessions were held. Tenryuji held its own twenty-five sessions, and the remaining fifteen sessions were divided between Nagano Metropolitan High School and Daihoku Junior High School.

The other schools have never beaten them. Or it can be said that these three teams are no longer in the same dimension as other teams in Nagano Prefecture.

Now, the legend has been broken, and the fledgling Akagi Middle School has overturned one of the three kings.

After the match, the loser will generally send a blessing to the winner, or leave two harsh words behind. Like, "Next time, we'll win it back." "Let's go for the next races! "Since you have won us and lost to others, we will not forgive you. ”

And so on.

But this game is very weird.

Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School, which was the losing side, didn't want to say a word to the people of Akagi.

In their opinion, Akagi stole the victory from them.

Of course, there are differences, for example, all of them shook hands with Sawamura, although they didn't say much, but when they shook hands with Sawamura, they subconsciously bowed their heads.

They admit that they lost to Sawamura, but they never admit that they lost to Akagi.

This may seem unreasonable, but to the people of Nagano Metropolitan Residence, it couldn't be more reasonable. If they admit defeat to Akagi, then they may only be able to find a piece of tofu and crash to death.

Nagano is all standing, I really can't afford to lose that person!

Sawamura smiled bitterly and shook hands with the people of Nagano Metropolitan Rank. Endure the exhaustion of the body and go through the final process.

"How?"

After all the processes were completed, Feng Xiangao stepped forward to support Zecun.

In yesterday's game, Sawamura threw 70 balls, and today it was more than 100 balls, especially the high leg pitch at the end......

This guy's body is probably already more than its own load.

Sawamura looked at Feng Xiang's worried eyes and shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little tired, just go back and take a shower and get some sleep." ”

His face was a little pale, and the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat, and he looked like he was prostrating.

It looks like there's nothing there?

"I'm sorry!"

Feng Xiang turned his face away and said in a low voice.

Sawamura gave him a surprised look, patted him on the shoulder, and didn't say anything.

At the end of the game, the spectators left the stadium and the players packed their backpacks and prepared to leave.

Yamaguchi silently helped Zemura, lifted his backpack, and walked at the back of the line.

"Hey, don't use me as a sick number, I still have the strength to carry a backpack."

Cangyue is carrying a backpack on his back, and Sawamura will be embarrassed if he is empty-handed.

The game was won, the atmosphere of the team was very relaxed, and the friends talked and laughed one by one and walked out.

"Roar, Aoichi!"

When the team walked to the gate of the stadium, a team came up to them.

These people are wearing khaki jerseys, which look a bit like school uniforms from the 80s, very rustic. The most interesting thing is that most of these guys have shaved heads, and their heads are shiny and shiny, which is very dazzling.

Monk?

Akagi's friends looked at each other in surprise.

"Long time no see!"

It was one of the few people in their group who had hair. This person is of average stature, ordinary appearance, and looks very inconspicuous. Even if you get a haircut with a burr, it doesn't add much color.

If there is anything peculiar about this person, it is probably his eyes, his eyes are very calm, calm like a pool of stagnant water.

Feng Xiang Aoyi's face was a little complicated, and he nodded at the visitor.

"Long time no see."

The man chuckled, said hello to Feng Xiang, then turned to look at Sawamura and asked Feng Xiang, "Is this your new partner?" ”

"Hello, I'm Sawamura, Sawamura Eijun."

People enthusiastically took the initiative to ask, and Sawamura felt that it was necessary for him to answer politely.

"Hello, hello!"

The man was also very enthusiastic, holding Sawamura's hand with both hands, as if a fan had seen an idol.

"When you hit before, you did it on purpose, right?"

There was no beginning or end to this question, but Sawamura understood what he was going to say.

In the bottom half of the seventh inning, he tied Nagano Mitsutachi's two-point home run. What he meant was to ask if Sawamura had calculated it from the beginning and wanted to use that stick to recover the two points.

Sawamura chuckled: "Guess! ”

"Hey, my personality is so bad, but I like it. You like this, it's very difficult to cooperate with the big wood of Feng Xiang, right? ”

It's the first time that Sawamura has been said to have a bad personality to his face.

Who is this guy?

"Let's go, Xiao Qi!"

The monk team, ignoring Akagi's meaning, led the man who looked like the captain and greeted the companions who were lagging behind.

"Right away."

The man smiled and chased after them, as he turned around and waved at Sawamura.

"Goodbye! By the way, my name is Haruka Nanami. ”