In the second half of the fifth inning, the attack of the third high school of the city university.

Two strikeouts in succession solved the very strong Kurachi and Kominato of Qingdao High School.

At this moment, the momentum of the city's three high schools soared to the peak.

Originally, against Seido High School, the biggest pressure on the opponent came from the pitcher formation of Seido High School, and it was difficult for them to score points from the pitchers of Seido High School.

Who is the most stressed in this situation? Whose position is the most worrisome?

On the surface, it looks like a hitter, but in fact, on the contrary, the pressure on the pitcher is the greatest.

You can't lose points, and once you lose them, you can't get them back.

At the same time, there is a lot of pressure on the beaters. Against an opponent like Qingdao High School, they didn't have a very good chance of scoring points. If there is no reliable pitcher at this time, then what is the point of them desperately scoring points?

The third high school of the city university was under such terrifying pressure before, and competed against Qingdao High School under this high pressure.

It's no wonder that they lost three points at the beginning, and the vast majority of the players in the city's top three think that there is no hope.

This opening mode is like playing military chess, and at the beginning, people kill the commander with a domestic bomb. When playing chess, I let the family eat a rook at the beginning......

This sense of despair is about the same.

At this time, the ace pitcher of the third highest school in the city, Tianjiuguang Saint suddenly emerged.

He relied on his excellent strength to help the team stabilize the situation. Didn't let Seido High School continue to expand the score.

At this time, the contestants of the third high school of the city university seemed to be in a desperate situation. Although they still do not see any hope of a reversal, they do have the motivation to fight.

His own ace pitcher has already performed so well, as his teammate, how can he give up easily?

With such an unwavering belief, and with the intention of tearing off a piece of meat from the giant of Qingdao High School no matter what, the three high schools of the city university began their attack in the fifth game.

The first to stand in the strike zone was the fourth baton of the third high school of the city university, Mamoru Hoshida.

After standing in the strike zone, his whole body was like a samurai who was performing the sword drawing technique.

On the surface, it doesn't seem to have anything special, but it feels extremely dangerous. It seemed that as soon as he made a move, it would be a thunderous blow immediately.

"This guy is not an idle person, he must be treated with caution!"

Yuyuki Kazuya thought secretly in his heart.

It's okay to use a sharp change ball against Mamoru Hoshida completely, but considering Sawamura's pitching rhythm, it's best to use a quirk ball to deal with him at this time.

Looking up at the three empty base bags, Yukiichi also very decisively gave Sawamura Eijun a code to change the quirk ball.

No one has been on base yet, and even if the opponent has a chance to get the ball out, it doesn't matter.

Yukiichi also has full confidence in the strength of Sawamura Eijun.

"You have to be fast-paced when pitching, and you can't give the opponent any respite."

Although Yukiichi also made a judgment from his heart that it would not matter if Mamoru Hoshida won the hit, the code he gave to Sawamura Eijun did not reveal this meaning at all. On the contrary, it constantly stimulates Sawamura Eijun's ferocity, making him throw the quirk ball even harder.

Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher's mound, nodded slightly, and decisively threw the baseball in his hand.

For Eijun Sawamura, there is never the best pitch, only the most suitable pitch.

At least until the level four change ball was developed, it was like this.

He's not a monster like Akira Down, he can crush everything with ball speed. Essentially, Sawamura is still a pitcher who relies on the guard to get outs.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball is like a laser that shoots out, and it travels through a space of 18 meters in the blink of an eye.

Here it comes!

In the face of the flying baseball, Hoshida in the strike zone did not hesitate. Very decisively, he waved the bat in his hand.

He has no intention of waiting for the ball at all, no matter what ball flies over, as long as the ball enters the good ball and takes him to play.

Here it comes!

The bat in his hand was swung and a huge sound broke into the air. Seeing that the bat was about to sweep the ball out, at this time, the white ball suddenly changed.

Slid several centimeters towards the outer corners.

Sliders?

Looking at the baseball sliding outward, Mamoru Hoshida's gaze erupted with an astonishing light.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it spun and flew out of bounds.

In the process, in the rest area of Qingdao High School, all the substitutes forgot to breathe nervously.

Although they had full confidence in Sawamura Eijun before. But in front of them, they can't help but be worried.

It's weird!

It's so unsettling.

Sawamura Eisun's superb pitching was easily swept away.

You know, it's a quirk ball, not a regular quirk ball.

On the other side, in the rest area of the third high school of the city university, those guys are not much better.

"Did the baseball visibly shake before it came into your hands?"

"At least five centimeters or so!"

When this incident was mentioned, the friends of the third-year high baseball club of the city university looked at each other one by one.

To tell you the truth, they all can't accept it.

What's going on?

Supervisor Tahara's gaze when he looked at the pitcher mound was also full of jealousy.

As the supervisor of a wealthy family, in the process of guiding the three high schools of the city university, whether it is from his hands or the talented players they have played against.

Tahara has seen a lot.

A good player can lead a team. A great pitcher can even make the difference between life and death for a team......

He thinks he's well-informed enough.

But after seeing Sawamura's pitching, he still felt incredible.

It's the first time he's seen such a monster.

I took a deep look at the direction of the rest area of Qingdao High School. Looking at that tall figure, now wearing sunglasses, I can't see the expression on my face.

Mr. Kataoka, I really envy you.

With a super genius like Eijun Sawamura under his hands, it's no wonder that Seido High School has been able to dominate Koshien last summer and this spring in a row.

The showdown on the field continues.

Almost everyone was immersed in the sharpness of Sawamura's quirk ball, and only Mamoru Hoshida in the strike zone had a different spark in his mind.

At this time, he had forgotten the victory or defeat of the team, the tens of thousands of spectators around him, and the responsibility he was now carrying......

There is only Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher mound in his eyes.

What comes back to my mind is the shock when he just entered the third high school of the city university.

At that time, the third-grade seniors were too far away from him, so he didn't have a lot of contact. The ones who have the most contact with them are the second-year seniors who work hard.

Omae!

That is, one of the top ten people who were drawn in the previous draft.

Daqian, who has just been in the second year, already has a strong power. became the team's fifth baseman, and his striking strength was recognized by the whole team.

But even then, the former senior was still the last to practice swinging the bat.

As a junior student, Mamoru Hoshida, every time he practiced swinging his stick to 500 times, he couldn't hold on.

Of course, it's not impossible to keep swinging the bat. What's the point of waving your arms mechanically when you're just confused?

Facing the senior Daizen with a good personality, Mamoru Hoshida once raised such a question.

The scene when Omachi answered Mamoru Hoshida has always echoed in Mamoru Hoshida's mind, and he will never forget it for a long time.

"Look at those four big letters written on the wall!"

On the wall of the indoor practice field of the third high school of the city university, four large characters are pasted.

The day is less awesome!

"This is the tradition of our city high school, sometimes I am often confused, when I am confused, is there any point in continuing to practice swinging the stick? But whether it is meaningful or not, so many players from the third high school in the city have persevered! Not to mention anything else, the fourth stick of each generation of the city's three high schools has all done this. I think it must have a meaning......"

Since then, Mamoru Hoshida has continued to swing his stick a thousand times a day.

It was also from that time that Hoshida Mori heard the legend about the baseball elf from the mouth of his senior.

It is said that if you return a thousand times a day, if you can last for a year, you will naturally have a baseball spirit possessed when you swing the bat.

So far, Hoshida has held out for 541 days.

Although he has never felt the baseball elf, he believes that the soul of the senior high school of the city university must be condensed in his swing of the bat.

The human brain can flash a thousand thoughts in an instant, but the real world may only be a few tenths of a second.

After receiving the pass back from Yukikazuya, Sawamura didn't stop at all and threw the baseball in his hand at a particularly fast pace.

"So fast!"

Needless to say, Mamoru Hoshida, who was standing on the strike zone, even the spectators who were watching from the sidelines were extremely surprised.

This pitching rhythm obviously exceeded everyone's expectations.

It's so fast! It's so fast that it feels like it's unprepared.

Mamoru Hoshida in the strike zone, but he didn't feel anything.

He had swung too many sticks mechanically before, and his body had already formed inertia. When Sawamura threw the ball, his body naturally reacted accordingly.

At this moment, Mamoru Hoshida's body moved beyond the thinking of his brain.

Faster than his brain.

Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher's mound instantly flashed a trace of jealousy in his eyes the moment he threw the ball.

Inexplicably, a hint of foreboding arose in his heart. This feeling of tension and excitement did not belong to any of his years in high school or middle school.

Rather, it comes from the memories of past lives.

The kind of experience that plays against the top hitters in the major leagues.

Raising his head, Sawamura glanced at Mamoru Hoshida in shock in the strike zone.

This guy!

"Ping!"

As if after thousands of drills, the bat hit the white ball with precision.

This time, as before, Mamoru Hoshida was not able to hit the center of the ball accurately, but he relied on his strong strength and inertia to sweep the baseball away.

Sawamura on the pitcher's hill had a deep fear in his eyes.

Before, he underestimated the opponent in front of him a little too much, and his threat level was definitely not below Thunder City.

After the white ball was hit, it flew directly over the head of the second baseman, Haruichi Kominato.

Then the baseball crossed the field and into the outfield.

Like a gust of wind, Wang Xi rushed to the landing point of the baseball and tried to catch the ball with his gloves.

But where is the time?

The difference was more than a dozen centimeters, and the baseball landed on the side of the glove and flew out.

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