Seido High School, the final of the Kanto Tournament, played against White Dragon Academy, and the changes in the situation of the game can be described as ups and downs.

First of all, the White Dragon Academy attacked the next city in the first game, and then Qingdao was not to be outdone and directly overtook in the second game. In the third game, the White Dragon Academy relied on a three-point home run by Meima to overtake Qingdao again.

After being overtaken, Sawamura, a first-year pitcher from the Seido faction, ascended the pitcher's hill.

Sawamura relied on exquisite pitching to turn the tide and block the White Dragon's lightning offense and back-to-back hits.

Qingdao's garrison has finally stabilized.

After stabilizing the situation, the serious problems faced by Qingdao High School were also placed in front of them.

That's that they are now two points behind their opponents......

And the pitchers and guards of the White Dragons have shown extraordinary fighting spirit, and it is not easy for Qingdao to gnaw two points from them.

This is like two gamblers betting against each other, Qingdao has an advantage in its own cards, but Qingdao has less capital than the White Dragon Academy......

In a gambling game with no cap, it is natural to suffer a loss if the capital is small.

"At this time, if you want to win, you have to win the number of outs more simply and neatly."

In the first half of the fifth game, the White Dragon Academy attacked.

It was their turn to strike the core hitters, Mima, Takehara, and Kitaji.

"The third stick, the stalwort, Mima-san."

The first player in this game of White Dragon is Meima!

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki is a little embarrassed. With the speed of the United States, there is also a possibility that he will directly hit the base steal.

What made him feel powerless the most was that he knew that there was such a possibility, but he was helpless.

In the face of Mima, Miyuki didn't dare to let the wildmen move forward to guard. Not only is Mimar fast, but his blows are also terrifying. If there is a hole in the garrison, it is likely that he will be targeted.

"The White Dragon Academy is really gathering all kinds of fighters!"

Miyuki sighed, in fact, not only the White Dragon Academy, but also the Aoichi that has not entered Koshien for five consecutive years is not the same, gathering all types of talented players.

That's how the big guys should be.

"Cheer up, let's go."

No matter what difficulties lay ahead, Miyuki never flinched. It's the same this time, although he feels troublesome, he is still confident in solving Mima.

Meima is good, and Kezawa Village is not given for nothing.

Miyuki and Sawamura thought about how to solve Mima, and Mima's eyes were also firmly fixed on Sawamura.

When I was in middle school, I was the only big devil!

Finally, it's time to go head-to-head with you.

Then let me understand what kind of strength the Great Demon King has, right?

Mima's eyes were blazing, as if he could burn Sawamura through.

"It's terrible~"

Sawamura, who was standing on the pitcher's mound, suddenly had a feeling that all the cells in his body were trembling with joy.

This feeling has not been felt for him for a long time.

Soichiro Mima!

Should I say that it is you who can bring me such pressure?

Exciting, so exciting!

In Sawamura's previous life, although Mima did not enter the major leagues, his performance in professional baseball was very good, and it is said that he also broke Ichiro Suzuki's hitting record!

Because he is not in the same alliance, Sawamura does not have much contact with Mima, and he has limited knowledge of the strength of his previous life.

However, the current strength of Meima is still good. The pressure that his every move brought to Sawamura made Sawamura feel goosebumps.

"Interesting, really interesting. Then let me see the blow of Mima. ”

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura changed his previous nonchalant and dazed state, and the whole person was like a treasure knife about to be unsheathed.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki glanced at Sawamura in surprise.

This is not the same as what they have agreed before.

The feeling exuded by Sawamura seems that he is no longer going to use fishing balls and quirk balls, and he wants to decide the winner head-on and defeat Soichiro Mima head-on.

In Qingdao's rest area, Chris raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Sawamura's feelings, not quite right.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki breathed a sigh of relief.

It's going to be a head-to-head showdown!

It's really exciting!

Since the desire to fight is so strong for me, you must win. If we lose, the coach won't spare us.

First Ball: Carter in the Corner!

Sawamura on the pitcher's hill actually didn't say a word.

Yuyuki knew in his heart that Sawamura was thinking at this time.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura saw that Miyuki matched the ball according to his heart, and his already high fighting spirit suddenly rose again.

Come on!

His right foot was raised high, and then he slashed down like a tomahawk, and with this force, the center of gravity of Sawamura's body shifted, and the glove of his right hand was like a wall, blocking it. By the way, all the resistance in front of me was pushed away.

The arm of the left hand, swinging like a whip, hooked the ball tightly with two fingers, and threw the ball.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a laser light, travels through the distance from the pitcher to the top of home plate.

Mima in the strike zone, after seeing Sawamura's pitching posture, subconsciously felt a shock in his heart.

Sure enough, as Beida Road said, his pitching posture couldn't see the shooting point at all.

But it doesn't matter, I can still swing the bat.

Waiting for the ball to come into hand, Meima directly swung the bat.

"Ping!"

The little white ball was hit and flew out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

One ball count is good, zero bad.

Throwing a partner is equivalent to a one-goal lead.

Although the number of balls was one goal ahead, Miyuki's face was not easy, and there was even a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The first time I saw Sawamura's pitching, Mima actually seized the opportunity to strike?

"This guy is really hard to deal with."

Miyuki groaned for a moment and gave Sawamura a code.

In the strike zone, Mima held the bat with one hand, as if to salute, and as if he was deliberately aiming through the bat, he glanced at Sawamura.

Then the bat ran through a circle and returned to his hands.

"Imitation of Ichiro?"

"Mima's blow is really extraordinary, and it's the first time I've seen a hitter who can hit Sawamura's pitch with the first ball."

"It's amazing."

The spectators in the stands couldn't help but be attracted by the wonderful throwing duel on the field.

In the strike zone, Mima was immersed in the joy of the showdown with Sawamura.

He's a man who doesn't admit defeat.

Obviously he hasn't fought against him since he was in middle school, but he was pressed by Sawamura, which makes the arrogant Mima, how can he accept it?

Hit it out!

Hit out!!

Now in Mima's mind, there is nothing but this thought.

In this case, Sawamura's second shot was taken.

Speed Ball!

In the strike zone, Mima's eyes stared at the ball thrown by Sawamura without blinking.

It's coming, it's coming!

The decisive ball from Sawamura's junior high school days, a speed ball.

This kind of ball has appeared in Mima's mind many times, and he has done countless imagination exercises with Sawamura's speed ball.

Countless preparations, just for this moment.

At this time, the ball he had been waiting for for a long time came.

Hit it out!

Waiting for the ball to come into his hand, Mima decisively swung his bat.

"Hum~"