Swinging the baton so fast, in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the flying baseball and swept the baseball out of the air.

"Ping!"

A small white ball that flies off the sideline.

"Out of bounds!"

With two throw-ins in a row, Sawamura and Miyuki have already led by two good goals in terms of the number of goals.

But there was no smile on the faces of the two.

Carter balls and speed balls, swept out in succession.

Under the slight angle change and the huge ball speed change, Mima didn't mess up at all, and they all kept up with Sawamura's pitch.

"That's incredible!"

Miyuki felt like she could hear her heart beating.

"Poof, poof!"

It's very rhythmic and it's powerful.

Two goals, no more, Miyuki has already seen a lot of things.

Mima must have excellent dynamic vision, as well as a flexible and strong striking technique, but he also has a fast swing and is very focused when playing......

All in all, Meima is strong!

It's no wonder that he was able to hit the decisive ball of Senior Tamba, which is really extraordinary.

"Partner, our challenge is coming, at this time, we must not be cowardly!"

Pitcher mound.

Sawamura's body naturally exudes a calm momentum.

Mima's stunning swing did not have any impact on Sawamura.

The number of balls is two good, and there are zero bad.

According to common sense, at this time, you should make good use of those three bad balls.

Ke Zecun's current momentum, let him use a bad ball, it is really not wise.

Let's go head-to-head!

Dynamic vision plus fast swing of the bat, against Sawamura's decisive ball, who wins and who loses?

Come on, I have confidence in you, partner!

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura saw Miyuki's code for the decisive ball and nodded slightly.

With a deep breath, Sawamura adjusted himself to the best.

The more moments like this, the more cautious you have to be when pitching. It doesn't matter if you make ten mistakes in normal times, but if you make one mistake at this time, you may be doomed.

Raise your legs and step forward, and shift your center of gravity!

"Whoosh!"

The baseball in Sawamura's hand flew out.

It's fast, it's incredible.

Strike zone.

Mima couldn't help but admire Sawamura's pitching, a clean straight ball. Clean, pure, straight as if drawn with a ruler.

With her hands tightly clutched on her bat, Mima felt the timing of her swing with her body.

Wait a minute, the ball was faster than he thought.

Especially when you get into your hands, it's like you've accelerated.

But he obviously didn't feel the difference between this ball and an ordinary straight ball before. The position, ball speed, including spin, are exactly the same as straight balls.

Why?

The confusion in my heart, no one can answer for Meima.

Now he couldn't continue to think about it, so he could only swing his stick in a hurry.

But where is it?

"Smack!"

The ball flew into the Miyuki glove, and Mima just swung more than halfway through the bat.

The scene seemed to freeze at this moment.

The audience was stunned and looked at the beautiful horse who failed to swing the bat.

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

The referee, who witnessed this wonderful duel, announced the results with his own eyes, and his voice trembled.

These kids are amazing.

This is true for hitters, and even more so for pitchers!

Mima was struck out.

The players and coaches of the White Dragon Academy were all stunned.

Meima was actually struck by someone?

Meima would swing the baton too late!!

They feel that their worldview is about to be subverted. Mei Ma used to practice swinging at a 155-kilometer pitching machine, and his swing speed could keep up with that ball speed.

How could it be late to swing the baton at Sawamura's ball? And so much later.

"Sawamura! Sawamura !! ”

"Demon King, Demon King!!"

Sawamura's exclusive cheerleading squad, like crazy, is roaring.

In the stands.

The professional scout turned his head to look at the Brotherhood of Red Hearts and the team that spelled the Demon King with his own points.

What he saw in his eyes was not people, but money symbols.

Money, it's money!

Not only in terms of technology and strength, but also in terms of the ability to absorb gold, Sawamura is second to none.

"If I can sign him, absolutely ......"

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

When Mima returned to the rest area, there was still confusion in her eyes.

"Fourth stick, catcher, Takehara-san."

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Strikeout!!

An ordinary bad ball in the inside corner, seducing Takehara to swing the baton and miss.

Then use the carter ball to make Takehara's second swing miss.

For the last ball, a speed ball was used.

I saw that Wu Yuan's bat was constantly waving, but nothing was touched.

Sawamura plays with Takehara, just like playing with a child.

When Sawamura faced off against the third-grade senior, Miyuki and Chris came to a conclusion.

The first time I faced Sawamura's ball, it was difficult to hit his ball.

Without enough data support, not enough psychological preparation, and no adaptation, you are not qualified to play Sawamura pitching at all.

Sanzhen Takehara looked shocked, but for Miyuki, it was not a surprise.

On the contrary, it was Mima, who saw Sawamura's pitch for the first time, and followed Sawamura's pitch, which surprised him even more.

Two outs, no one on base.

"Fifth baseman, first baseman, North Road classmate."

The line is rotated and reincarnated in the hands of the North Road.

This is already the second time that Beida Road has faced off against Sawamura.

He was mentally prepared enough to go on the strike zone.

"I'm not going to let the attack end like this."

Clenching the bat tightly with both hands, Kitaji looked aggressively at Sawamura on the pitcher's mound.

"It's scary!"

Sawamura curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki gave Sawamura a code.

Sawamura nodded slightly, and then at Miyuki's invitation, he threw a ball.

"Whoosh!"

Small white balls, flying in.

On the strike zone, the corners of Kitaoji's mouth were tightly pursed, and he couldn't take his eyes off the ball thrown by Sawamura.

The ball is in the middle of the ball!

It's a fishing ball~

To put it bluntly, it is the way to seduce the hitter to swing the bat.

Do you want to swing the stick?

In Beidalu's mind, in the space of 0.1 second, there was a battle between heaven and man.

Eventually, he decided to swing the bat.

Fishing balls, as the name suggests, have the same meaning as fishing, but since you want to fish, you must always have bait, right?

This sweet ball is the bait. If you don't swing the stick thoroughly, you will definitely be caught by the garrison and block the beater.

But there is another possibility, if the swing is complete, it is also possible to use brute force to sweep the ball away.

"Hit out!"

In an instant, Beidalu even used the strength to feed, and the bat in his hand roared out.

Even if it's just rubbing the ball, he's going to sweep it out.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit and flew high off home plate.

The North Road, which was hit, was like seeing a ghost, and its face was like ashes.

When the ball came into his hand, it floated up. So that he could only hit the lower part of the baseball.

In the catcher's position, Miyuki opened his glove and confiscated the ball in his glove.

"Out!"

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

White Dragon Academy, the core top three hit, Meima, Wuyuan, Beidalu.

Three up, three down!

At this moment, all the light in the audience shrouded Sawamura and Miyuki.

Without the help of the garrison, they solved the core line of the country's top Haoqiang White Dragon Academy head-on.

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