Qingdao High School's competition against Xinglong High School continues.

Two outs, no one on base.

Xinglong High School is two points behind!

With two outs and no runners on the base, Haruka Nanami chose to form a tie with the fourth baton of Seido High School and face it head-on.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it drew a perfect arc and flew into the outfield.

In the face of a possible beautiful combo, the supporters of Qingdao High School were all excited.

"Qingdao!"

"Formed!!"

No sooner had their slogans been uttered than the situation changed.

Like a phantom, a man appears at the drop of a baseball and successfully catches the ball in his glove.

This scene made the audience cheer abruptly.

In the rest area of Seido High School.

Sawamura Eijun's face was a little harmonious.

"Scud Hattori!"

I didn't expect this guy to go from catcher to outfielder!

The span is a little bigger.

However, combined with his speed, his defensive range in the outfield is indeed wider than that of ordinary people.

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

In the first half of the fourth inning, Xinglong High School attacked.

"First bat, shortstop, Honyu Oda."

The second time he played against Tanba, the players of Xinglong High School had clearly found a way to restrain Tanba's pitching.

"Ping!"

After two balls, Oda beautifully stopped the ball in front of the third baseman and the shortstop.

Then he raced to first base.

"Wooha!"

The third baseman at Seido High School, despite his large size, is not slow at all. It's like a high-speed tank, scooping up the ball and passing it to first base.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

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

"Well done, Masuko!"

"It's so beautiful."

"One out!"

"One out!!"

The players on the field of Seido High School, as well as the supporters off the court, all shouted excitedly.

In the position of the catcher, the expression on Chris's face was not relaxed.

"I've started to be able to keep up with Tamba's ball!"

With the rest of his eyes, he glanced at the rest area of Xinglong High School.

Feng Xiang Long Yi stood at the front of the team, his eyes were very deep.

This convinced Chris that at the time of the break, the people at Xinglong High School had laid out a clear tactic.

Combined with the previous goal scored by Oda Honsen.

"Xinglong High School is aiming for straight balls, including finger forks."

It's a lot of determination, and it's quick to make decisions. In just one round of playing, he thoroughly studied Tanba's pitching characteristics and worked out corresponding tactics.

The strength of the other party is stronger than we imagined. Be a little more responsive!

With a judgment on the strength and plan of Xinglong University in his heart, Chris immediately gave Tanbo a code.

"Next, let's match the ball with a high-drop curveball as the core!"

The meaning of this code is that as long as he does not specifically play the code, all the balls are curved with a high drop.

In this game, Superintendent Kataoka did not ask Koichiro Tanba to shoot the whole game, so there was no need for him to deliberately conserve his physical strength.

As long as you are on the court during this time, you can perfectly suppress the opponent's beater, and this is enough.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

Two high-drop curveballs in a row, so that Mari, who was aiming at the straight ball, had no way to shoot at all.

No matter what kind of ball Tanba wants to throw, Mari must swing the bat, otherwise he will be struck out.

"Damn!"

Now Mari feels very bad, as if his plan has been completely seen through.

In this case, he can only try to swing his stick to recover his losses.

The small white ball, flying towards the inner corner, looked like it was about to hit itself.

Mari, who has become familiar with Tanba's routine, knows that this is the rhythm of Tanba's high-drop curveball.

"I'm not going to trip in the same place twice in a row."

Mari swings the baton decisively!

But the baseball didn't fall as he hoped.

The little white ball, almost grazing his clothes, burrowed into Chris's open gloves.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!"

In the strike zone, Mari's face was as if he was constipated.

Just now, it turned out to be an ordinary straight ball! And that ball should still be a good ball, grazing the edge of the good ball belt, the catcher's glove that flew in.

Shocked glance back at Chris.

Mari smiled bitterly in her heart.

It seems that he really doesn't have the talent to be a catcher, and he was cheated on this role, and he still hasn't understood what is going on?

Two outs, no one on base.

"Third baseman, third baseman, Tohara!"

At this time, it was the turn of the third baseman to hit the turbid.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

It is also a good number of balls that are made with two consecutive high drop balls.

The number of balls is two good and zero bad!

As a result, the batter had to swing the third ball.

A hint of caution flashed in Tsuchihara's eyes.

The ball-matching routine that Chris is taking now is almost exactly the same as solving Mari before.

What does this mean?

This shows that the other side has cracked its own side's tactics.

In this case, you can only aim for a straight ball!

No, at this time, the catcher is likely to do the opposite and continue to use the curveball with a high drop!

Straight or curved?

Straight or curved?

Wait a minute!

Tsuchihara suddenly wondered, why did he drill the horns of the bull?

Tanba is different from Sawamura, his straight ball and changing ball should be clearly distinguished.

As long as you calm down and observe calmly, you will definitely be able to distinguish whether it is a curved ball or a straight ball.

Here it comes!

Just when Tuyuan was mentally prepared, the white ball flew over.

Tsuchihara didn't miss a single detail of the ball, and in the end he was convinced that it should be a straight ball.

The curveball does not have such a strong momentum.

"Walk you!"

Calculating the timing, Tsuchihara decisively swung his bat.

But just when he swung his stick and was about to touch the white ball, the harmless ball suddenly sank.

Wait a minute!

Tsuchihara's face turned ugly, and he seemed to have missed something as he just thought about it.

In addition to straight balls and curveballs, it seems that Tamba has a third option.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!"

Three up, three down, two strikeouts.

In the first half of the fourth game, Koichiro Tanba threw a supernatural state.

In the rest area of Xinglong High School.

Everyone's faces turned extremely heavy.

Even Feng Xiang Long Yi, who was the overseer, had an ugly face to death.

"The pitcher who can freely switch between the curveball, the fork and the straight ball, is terrible. But what's even more terrifying is the catcher! He seems to be able to see through our tactical intentions? But this is unreasonable, even if Oda hits the straight ball, it may be a coincidence, isn't it? Determine our tactics, don't you need more experiments? ”

Feng Xiang Long Yi was puzzled.