At the end of the seventh inning, the score of the two sides was still 3:0, and Qingdao High School was ahead.

At this time, the chances of the three high schools of the city university being able to turn around are very slim.

Although there was a relatively lucky hit before, but because of Sawamura Eijun's beautiful double kill, that hit was directly invalidated.

It was not until the eighth inning that the three high school players of the city university only had two rounds of play, and the third round was their fourth round.

On the other hand, Qingdao High School, by the time it was the eighth game, they had already played the fourth round.

The offense of this game is not particularly significant for Qingdao High School, at most it is for them to expand the score.

But for the three high schools of the city, the meaning is different.

It was almost their last chance to attack.

If the four, five, or six sticks that are used as the median line this time can't produce any results, then their game will end here.

Count on the bottom line and knock on Sawamura's pitch to score points.

The contestants and supervisors of the three high schools of the city university are absolutely unthinkable.

It's too beautiful to imagine.

Before the start of the eighth game, the supervisors of both sides mobilized their respective players.

Superintendent Kataoka of Qingdao High School first looked at his opponent carefully, and then turned back to his disciples and said.

"There is no doubt that the initiative is in our hands. Now that the game is coming to an end, your task now is very simple, which is to go all out, score points, and extend the victory, you know? ”

"Yes!"

The friends of Qingdao High School naturally have no reason not to agree.

One by one, they nodded confidently and agreed.

In the first half of the eighth inning, Qingdao High School attacked.

The first striker was Aso, who was the ninth batter.

Until the end of the period, he was not able to work a miracle and was quickly resolved.

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

In this case, it is the turn of the first stick to hold the position.

He once again stepped into the strike zone to meet the challenge of the Heavenly Light Saint.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball mixed with the sharp sound of the wind instantly appeared in front of Kurachi.

Kuramochi puffed out his cheeks and forcibly waved the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

The moment he hit the baseball, Kuramochi felt his hands sink and he almost couldn't hold the bat.

Because he didn't have Sawamura's pitching control, the number of pitches in this game far exceeded Sawamura's.

By now, he's pitched a hundred balls.

Unexpectedly, until now, his ball speed has not decreased at all, and his ball power has not weakened at all.

When Kuramochi swung his stick, he was forcibly suppressed by the opponent's power.

The baseball flew out with a bat and bounced off third base.

"Smack!"

The third baseman of the city's third high school caught the ball firmly and passed it to first base.

"Out!"

Two outs, no one on base.

After the game entered the second half, Tianjiu exploded.

In the face of the strong line of King Qingdao High School, he suppressed them very beautifully.

"This guy!"

Kuramochi looked at his opponent with an ugly face.

In this game, he only went to base once. If that time on base hadn't finally turned into a score, Kuramochi would have felt faceless to see Koto's father.

Tianjiu Guangsheng!

Even when Kuramochi played in Koshien before, there were only a handful of pitchers with this strength.

Terrible!

"Second baseman, second baseman, Haruichi Kominato!"

It was at this time that it was the turn of Haruichi Kominato, who hit the second bat.

After he stood in the strike zone, the whole person fell into an inexplicable state.

The bat in his hand was held high in the air, and a pair of eyes were locked on the pitcher's mound.

No one knows, at this time, what is going on in the heart of Kominato Spring Market?

Maybe he doesn't have anything in his mind now.

The only thought in my mind was to hit the flying baseball.

"Whoosh!"

The power of Tianjiu Guangsheng's pitching has not diminished in the slightest.

Kominato Haru is also not to be outdone.

He gritted his teeth and slammed the ball out.

"Ping!"

No one knows what exactly he used to judge the timing and swing his bat.

But I have to admit that his blow is indeed very accurate.

The bat hit the center of the baseball with precision, and then carried the little white ball out of the way.

"Good!"

The calm minato, when he saw the small white ball flying out, his heart was also shocked.

Good, very good.

At this time, he was able to win the hit and extend the line to the hands of Sawamura and Miyuki Kazuya.

It has very special strategic significance.

After winning the hit, Kominato scored a hit, trotted all the way to first base.

The situation became two outs with someone on first base.

"The third batter, pitcher, Eijun Sawamura."

At this time, it was Sawamura's turn to strike.

Whenever Sawamura Eijun stands in the strike zone, the cheering sound at the scene will become particularly neat.

"Sawamura!"

"Sawamura !!"

With the strong support of Sawamura's two fan groups, the audience at the scene neatly shouted Sawamura's name.

They never get tired of it.

In the far corner of the stands.

Chen Ping looked at all this enviously.

So excited!

In the center of the stage, enjoy the worship of thousands of people.

It doesn't get much more exciting than this.

He wants to do the same!

The audience was in a hurry, but Sawamura Eijun knew very well what was going on.

He didn't let himself go with the emotions of the audience.

Just stared intently at the Tenjiu Guangsheng on the pitcher's mound, waiting for him to throw the ball.

Come on!

Come on!!!

At this moment, Sawamura's heart was extremely calm.

Because he was too focused, he seemed to be unable to see everything around him clearly, and he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying. What to discuss?

In the world of his eyes, there was only Ahisa on the pitcher's mound, and the small white ball that Akusa was holding in his hand.

Come on!

Come on!!!

He couldn't wait for the little white ball to fly over.

At this time, Sawamura Eisuki felt that his eyesight had also grown slightly, and he was able to see every sweat on Tianjiu Guangsheng's face clearly, as well as the direction in which these sweats flowed.

Including the ball that Tianjiu is about to throw.

Here it comes!

It seemed that after a thousand calls, the little white ball finally flew over.

It's coming, it's finally here.

Sawamura Eijun finally waited for this moment, he seemed to have waited too long, so long that he seemed to have forgotten the concept of time.

Luckily, the ball finally flew over.

The way you hold the ball just now is a longitudinal slide.

Although this ball had been hit by himself, Tianjiu Guangsheng still believed in this goal.

He's such a conceited man, such a man who believes in the power of his pitching.

At the critical moment, how could he give up his decisive goal?

"You're such a cute fool!"

Calculating the timing, Sawamura Eichun used the strength of his whole body to slam the flying baseball out of the air.

"Ping!"

The small white ball, soaring into the sky, finally landed at the back of the court.

The difference was five or six meters, and I was not able to fly off the course.

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