"Ping!"

The small white ball was knocked out of the air.

"It's cool!"

Sawamura reminded his friends loudly that they should be on guard.

Feng Liang Zhengtai found a position early, spread his gloves, and waited for the baseball to fall.

During this time, the friends of Akagi Middle School almost didn't do anything else, so they concentrated on practicing Gao Fei.

Although the intensive training time was not long, the results were good. Everyone has taken Gao Fei several times today, and there has not been a single mistake so far.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

With the hitter out, Akagi Junior High School completed their sixth inning.

In the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School.

The tall players looked at the man on the pitcher's mound with solemn faces.

With a score of 2:0, Nagano Metropolitan High School is still in the lead, but they can't calm down anyway.

The opponent is very vegetable!

They knew this before, and when they watched it live, they were even more certain.

But such a team is evenly matched with them.

So far, Nagano Metropolitan High School, which has a strong offense, has only hit two effective hits. Both limited hits were in the first inning, with a stub in the third and a home run by Dohara in the fourth.

Other than that, none of them made it to base.

The upper line and the middle line have been rotated twice, but there is still no hope of conquering Zecun.

The most terrifying thing is that until now, they have not figured out how what looks like an ordinary straight ball, after they hit it, can become a high flyer?

"Silly, aren't you?"

Coach Fengxiang Long Yi asked with a sneer.

All the players at Nagano Metropolitan High School looked back at their coaches in confusion.

"Is the opponent really throwing the same straight ball?"

Feng Xiang Long Yi held his chin in his hand, lingered on the rest chair, and asked listlessly: "It is precisely because you are so naïve that you cannot defeat Tianlong Temple." It was true that the pitcher threw a straight ball, but his pitching action was slightly adjusted. ”

"The normal straight ball has a fixed posture to maximize the pitcher's ball speed. In a standard straight ball, the pitcher's wrists and arms are perpendicular to the pitcher's swing to throw the ball. The opponent's pitcher just now, when he throws the ball, his wrist is bent, just like playing a tennis serve. In the process of pitching, the bent wrist exerts more spin on the baseball, allowing the ball to climb and rise slightly as it flies. That's why it looks, with the exact same straight ball, you're going to fly high. Because you didn't hit the center of the ball at all, you hit the bottom of the baseball. ”

After Feng Xiang Long Yi finished explaining, the players of Nagano Metropolitan High School were confused.

"All in all, that is to say, the pitcher named Sawamura should have two kinds of straight balls, one with a small rise, just like a super fast straight ball. There is also a normal straight ball. Do you understand? ”

Now it's much simpler, and the friends nodded, indicating that they understood.

"Adding that kind of wrist press to pitch does give the ball more spin in the process of flying, and it can achieve a small rise, but that affects the speed of the ball, right? Why do his two straight balls look exactly the same? ”

Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School isn't all simple-minded, well-limbed gorillas either. At least their ace pitcher, Mari is not. He asked, looking at his coach suspiciously.

Fengxiang Long Yi nodded with satisfaction, he liked Mari's attitude very much. But when answering Mari's question, his tone was very blunt: "I'm not him, how do I know?" But I think it's nothing more than two situations, the first is that he has deliberately adjusted the speed of his straight ball before, in order to cooperate with his current straight ball. If that's the case, then this pitcher named Sawamura won't need until next year, and it will probably be scrapped. There is also the possibility that this pitcher is gifted and has soft joints. You can freely stretch your wrists and arms without affecting your pitching and ball control. If this is the case, then we will probably have to add a strong competitor in the future. ”

Strong competitors!

This sentence stabbed Marian's self-esteem.

"In baseball, you can't lose as long as you don't lose points! I'm not going to let them hit my ball. ”

Until now, Nagano Metropolitan High School had only two hits, but Akagi didn't have one. Whether it was to fight the powerful Fengxiang Okuichi or the veteran old fritter Sawamura, they did not overcome the garrison of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School.

It's not just a matter of pitchers, it's also Nagano Tsutari's garrison!

Sawamura hit the ball twice, but was perfectly guarded by the fielders. Feng Xiang was the same, the ball he hit was killed by Xiao Chuan Fei.

Strictly speaking, they didn't lose to pitchers, although Marian's pitching was really strong.

They lost to Nagano Metropolitan High School.

Such a flawless garrison is definitely not something that can be practiced overnight. Nagano Metropolitan players can do this, and they must have put in the hard work and sweat behind the scenes that others can't see.

In the second half of the sixth inning, Akagi Middle School attacked.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!"

"Strikeout!!"

"Strikeout!!

With nine balls and three strikeouts, Marian showed an unrivalled powerful pitch. The game was coming to an end, and his performance like this hardly left any hope for the players at Akagi Middle School.

The game ushered in the final inning.

In the first half of the seventh inning, Nagano Metropolitan High School attacked.

This time, their starter was their third batter.

"Ping!"

It was exactly the same short play as in the first game, but this time Yamaguchi picked up the ball, but the speed at which he picked up the ball and the speed at which he passed the ball was too slow. Nagano Tsutari's third batter was superb and fast.

He was half a second faster than the return pass and stepped onto the base.

"Safety!"

No one is out, there is someone on first base!

Nagano Metropolitan High School cowshed.

Feng Xiang Long Yi looked contemptuously at the struggling Akagi friends on the court.

Because they were affected by the pitcher's plausible straight ball, they all ignored that Akagi was actually a bad team, and they had a lot of holes.

For example, although their high flying ball is handled well, it is not good at rolling the earth.

You can also play them to death with a short fight.

"Fourth stick, catcher, Saburo Tsuchihara."

When there was someone on first base, it was Saburo Dohara's turn.

The situation was even more dangerous than the first game.

Feng Xiang Aoichi and Sawamura Eijun's faces were not easy, and they had to be more careful in the next game.

"Whoosh!"

Sawamura throws the ball, and the baseball shoots like a laser at Fengxiang's glove.

In Saburo Tsuchihara's eyes, a fierce light appeared, and the bat in his hand roared out.