In the quarterfinals of Nagano Prefecture, the giant Nagano Metropolitan High School played, and Akagi Middle School, which participated in the tournament for the first time, ended in seven games, and the two sides played a 2:2 draw. A play-off had to be held.

At the beginning of the playoff, everyone except Akagi thought that Nagano Metropolitan High School, which was frantically counterattacking, would tear Akagi Junior High School to pieces.

But the real situation is not at all.

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

It was their turn to strike the eighth batter, and as soon as the eighth batter came on the court, he put on a short shot.

Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School, which is serious about the game, has already decided to carry out the short attack. Now, the face has long been lost, and no matter what, you can't lose it again.

If you want to win, you have to target the opponent's weakness unceremoniously.

The weakness of Akagi Middle School is that there are no decent players at all except for Sawamura, Fengxiang and Oda.

Just a short fight can make them full of loopholes.

One point, as long as they take one point first, the victory is still theirs.

"Press it up! Press it up!! ”

In the face of Nagano's counterattack, Sawamura naturally responded early. He sent Oda and Yamaguchi from first base and pressed forward. From the position where they were originally guarding, they advanced a full seven or eight meters.

At the same time, the outfielders are moving forward, and they are almost close to the infield, ready to fill in at any time.

When the friends of Nagano Metropolitan took a look, they immediately understood the intention of Akagi Middle School.

"This is forcing us to fight them hard!"

Marian sneered.

The first and third basemen are already equivalent to sticking to the beater's guard, and if the beater looks around, he can almost see the nose hair in the nose of the Akagi infielder. In this case, it is difficult for the beater to relax and play short. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, it feels like a short fight is like sending the opponent out.

"If you want to be tough, then we will fulfill you."

Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School, which wanted to open, changed its strategy and faced off against Sawamura.

Sawamura successfully won two out of the eight and nine bats of Nagano Metropolitan High School.

After two outs, Ogawa relied on hitting the base, but fortunately Sawamura suppressed Nagano Totatsu's second bat.

In this way, there was no danger to hold the eighth game.

In the bottom half of the eighth inning, Mari pitched.

In the face of his pitching, Akagi's lower hitter didn't swing the batter at all.

Anyway, if you can't hit it, it's better not to swing the stick and bet on the four bad.

Not to mention, Marian, who was already unstable in ball control, has also had problems with his physical strength when he throws it now. threw two fours in a row, and successively put Yamazaki and Sotsuki on base.

"Why?"

Tsuchihara called a timeout, looking at Mari without blinking.

"Cut~"

Marian was faintly upset, but she didn't know what the problem was.

How could he make consecutive mistakes on the ball?

"Slow down the pace and deal with the other hitters other than Feng Xiang and Sawamura, you can solve them even if you don't throw the ball with all your might."

The earth hara's urn sounded and urged urge.

Mari's possession of the ball is not true, and he can't even shoot a good ball belt. It's just that if you throw the ball with all your might, the ball will be faster. If he tends to keep the ball, his ball speed can only be maintained at about 130 kilometers.

Throwing the ball with all your strength and controlling the ball with precision cannot be said to be completely contradictory, but there is indeed an opposition. Pitchers must constantly find a balance in order to make their straight balls fast and accurate.

But be aware that any pitcher with good ball control will definitely not be his fastest ball speed.

Marian is a pitcher who tends to fast balls, so his ball control is relatively average.

Now Tsuchihara's suggestion is to let him give up the fast ball and concentrate on controlling the ball. If the opponent is Akagi's lower line, even if the ball speed is 130 kilometers, it will be more than enough to clean them up.

After the adjustment, sure enough, the effect was shown, and after letting Yamazaki and Sogetsu get on base, Mari struck out Akagi's eighth, ninth, and first bats with nine balls in a row.

They held on very strongly for the eighth inning.

In the first half of the ninth game, it was the turn of the core of Nagano Metropolitan High School to play the line.

Their starter was their third striker, facing a skilled and fast hitter in the sprint. Sawamura once again signaled his friends to move forward and defend, completely blocking the route of the beater's short fight.

Nagano Mitsuri's third baton had no choice but to fight hard with Sawamura, and after entanglement with two balls, he hit the Uchino and flew high and was picked up and killed by Nakagawa Shin.

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

The next hitter was Nagano Metropolitan High School's fourth batter, a super-strong batter in all of Nagano Prefecture.

"Come on!"

Tsuchihara, who looked like an angry King Kong, stood on the strike zone, waiting for his eyes to look at Sawamura.

Sawamura threw two shots, both of which were hit far away, and the little friend didn't have time to react at all, if they hadn't all hit out of bounds, Tsuchihara would have at least gone to second or third base.

"One hundred and twenty-five kilometers of straight balls, it's just enough to deal with other people, it's not enough to deal with Tohara."

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura's eyes suddenly turned cold, although he has been pressed and beaten, but he finally won two good shots, and then it depends on his decisive shot, whether he can solve the problem of Tsuchihara.

Sawamura's right foot was raised high and slammed into the pitcher's mound like a tomahawk, while his body spun like a windmill with the power of the split.

"Whoosh!"

Quick, so fast! Faster than all the previous balls.

Even if he didn't have to take the speed test, Tsuchihara knew that Sawamura's ball was more than 130 kilometers.

In just one game, Sawamura's ball speed soared a full five kilometers and rose a step.

Is it incredible?

It's a pity that this penalty speed can't stop him.

Tsuchihara's eyes became vicious, and he bit Sawamura's ball, and he directly swung his bat.

The ball speed is 13, and it is not difficult for Tsuchihara, who stands at the top of Nagano, to fight.

Aim one to two centimeters above the straight ball and swing the bat!

"Buzz!"

The low whistling sound of the bat, Feng Xiang couldn't help but tremble when he listened.

Pregnant!

Seeing that the bat was about to hit the baseball, Tsuchihara was overjoyed. He felt that his swing of the stick had gone to the next level, and now he had the confidence to challenge a strong enemy, Tianlong Temple.

Sou! Airplanes!!!

The bat and the small white ball, passing by, looked as if they were going to touch each other, but they didn't touch at all.

How can it be?

Tsuchihara looked incredulously at the small white ball that passed through the bat and got into Feng Xiang's open glove.

"Smack!"

"Good shot, strikeout!"

Nagano's top three super strong hits, Saburo Tsuchihara, were striked.

Immediately behind, the fifth pitcher, Marian was struck out.

In the first half of the ninth inning, Sawamura faced the core fourth and fifth bats of Nagano Metropolitan High School, and scored three strikeouts in a row.

His performance made the audience dazzled.

In the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School.

Feng Xiang Long Yi closed his eyes in pain.

His previous feeling was right, and Sawamura really kept the last killer feature.

By raising his leg high, he increased the number of spins on his straight ball, allowing the straight ball to rise by more than two balls. Only then can the ball completely bypass Tsuchihara's swing.

Think deeper, Sawamura's straight ball, there are ordinary throws, ordinary throws to press the wrist, ordinary throws to raise the legs, and high to raise the wrist.

Four whole kinds!

A dark horse team that originally looked very ordinary, in the eyes of Feng Xiang Long Yi, suddenly became unfathomable.

If he knew what Sawamura was thinking at this time, he might be so angry that he vomited blood.

"With only a straight ball, it's really hard!"

With only a straight ball, you're so good that you're no longer presentable, what else do you want?