"It's exciting!"

Narumiya, who was standing on the pitcher's mound, felt as if he had been lightly pricked by a needle.

It didn't hurt, but every peripheral nerve was mobilized, and it felt like a person who was afraid of heights standing on the top of Mount Hua.

Nervous, excited, excited, scared......

Have mixed feelings about.

Cheng Gong Ming could even hear his own breathing.

It's a feeling that is simply fascinating.

It's really interesting to play against the strong.

"Haha!"

It's the kind of scene that makes people fascinated.

Narumi Narumiya couldn't help laughing, only at this time did he think that it was great that he could play baseball. Otherwise, there will be an opponent like Miyuki and Sawamura?

In the summer, I'll give it to you.

There won't be anything like that in the future!

Cheng Gongming's eyes were full of firm will.

One point!

So far, they are only one point ahead.

As the team's trump card, he has to hold on to this point no matter what.

Pulling off the stance, Cheng Gongming seemed to use all his strength and threw the baseball in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

When Cheng Gong Ming threw the ball, the audience at the scene was silent.

They watched the duel between the two intently, and although they didn't understand it very well, they seemed to be able to feel the smell of gunsmoke.

Strike zone.

Sawamura Eisumi looked at the flying baseball, his heart was extremely calm, and in his eyes, the world around him seemed to slow down.

A ball with a ball speed of one hundred and fifty kilometers!

It's like a Shinkansen train running at high speed, and it's amazing. (Our current high-speed rail is more than 300 kilometers per hour, the fastest in the world, praise for the motherland.) The Shinkansen here is talking about the kind of high-speed rail in the island country before, and they should have appeared relatively early, and the regular speed was almost 160 kilometers, which was very fast at that time. ）

The car is driving so fast that many drivers can't even control it.

And this speed, in the eyes of Sawamura Rongjun, has become very slow.

It's slow!

The bat in Sawamura's hand was waved out without any politeness.

Seeing that the bat was about to hit the baseball, the small white ball suddenly fell.

Finger fork ball?

Sawamura's mind went blank, and it was clear that he didn't mean the way to hold the forkball......

The bat swung over, but was unable to touch the ball.

"Smack!"

"Good Ball !!"

Pitcher mound.

The corners of Cheng Gongming's mouth brought a sneer.

He said it felt very unreliable, the ball wasn't hit at all, was it?

"Good shot!"

After two outs, Sawamura was led by a good goal.

At this time, the dark clouds hanging over the head of Qingdao High School were getting thicker and thicker.

After Sawamura Eijun was out, it wasn't just the end of this round of attack from Seido High School.

At the same time, it also means that the connection between the three and four sticks of Qingdao High School has been completely cut off.

In this case, the probability that the players of Seido High School will be able to score cannot be said to be at all, but I am afraid that it is quite slim.

Pitcher mound.

Cheng Gongming's state is high-spirited.

Although Sawamura Eijun still feels very dangerous to him now, through the fight just now, he has also verified the fact that his pitching is also very effective for Sawamura Eijun.

Very good!

As long as he can see the effect, Narumiya is confident that he can rely on this kind of pitching to defeat Sawamura Eijun in one go.

The game continues.

Cheng Gongming didn't hesitate much, and threw his second ball.

Here it comes!

Sawamura Eijun, who was behind after a good goal, was still very calm.

Maybe it's because he's in such a wonderful state that he doesn't know what tension is?

He watched as the white ball flew over, and there was a little doubt in his pupils.

The ball wasn't slow.

Although in Sawamura's current eyes, this ball is not very fast, but it is obviously much faster than the one he watched before.

Odd!

Sawamura Eijun secretly frowned in his heart.

Sawamura forcibly stopped his brain and didn't allow it to think deeply.

Otherwise, once he thinks too much, he probably won't be able to maintain his current state.

Narumiya's 150-kilometer ball, judging from Sawamura's previous performance, it may be difficult for him to wait for the ball to enter his hand before swinging the bat.

His blows, apparently, did not reach that level. There is no way to compare with the seniors and thunder city.

But in such a wonderful state.

Sawamura Eijun has such an ability, he can wait for the ball to enter his hand and determine the path of the ball before swinging the bat.

Seeing the change in pitching clearly, Sawamura Eisukan swung the stick without hesitation.

"Ping!"

After the white ball is hit, it draws a graceful arc and eventually lands out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

The light in Sawamura's eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, he didn't think about anything in his brain, just stared intently at the pitcher mound and looked at Cheng Gongming.

He went deeper and deeper into that state, to the point where he had no distractions.

Catcher's position.

Tada Noki was faintly uneasy.

Although the result in front of him was almost the same as he had expected before, the momentum that erupted from Sawamura Eijun was so amazing that he couldn't mind it or not.

According to his current thoughts, it is really not suitable to continue to face off with Sawamura Eijun.

It feels very dangerous.

But the situation is particularly favorable for them, and now it is two outs, two good goals ahead, and the hitter is completely chased.

In this case, no matter how much he escapes the confrontation with the beater, Tada Noki himself can't say anything in his heart.

Fortunately, the current situation is already two good goals ahead.

You can use those three bad ball numbers flexibly.

Pitcher mound.

Cheng Gongming shook his head firmly.

No way!

Fighting against Sawamura Eijun, any idea of escaping is useless.

If he can deal with Sawamura Eijun with some bad balls, then his previous fame will be in vain.

One is vigorous, two is declining, and three is exhausted.

In this case, it is better to decide the winner by one goal while the number of goals is ahead.

The ball that made Sawamura Eijun's swing miss before, he obviously hasn't fully figured it out.

In this case, you might as well vote again and solve him directly.

Thinking of this, Narumi Cheng opened the frame and threw the ball.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball appeared like a laser light above home plate in an instant.

At this moment, Sawamura Eisun's state is very magical.

His brain is calm, but his mind is extremely active.

When Sawamura was reluctant to think about it, many thoughts came to him on his own.

For example, the first ball that Narumiya made him unable to understand before.

That shot was just the fastest pitch he felt like Narumi Miya, but it shouldn't have been.

The real speed of that ball was not fast at all, it could even be said to be slow and scary.

It should be a speedball!

And it's sinking like a spiral ball.

It sank even more than his previous spiral ball.

The angle of change is similar to that of a knuckleball.

The second shot he threw was a straight ball.

One fast and one slow, although Sawamura Eijun's brain is very calm, his body still unconsciously produces memories that should not be there.

So much so that when swinging the bat, the baseball flew out of bounds with a small amount of force.

This is a typical ball speed differential shot!

That is the set used by Mei Gong Shengyi before.

However, unlike Mei Gong Shengyi, Cheng Gong Ming's set is obviously much more clever to play.

Or should I say that the two are not of the same rank at all.

In this case, it is not surprising that Sawamura Eijun will be taken to the ditch.

Thinking about everything, the third ball also flew over.

Sawamura felt that his brain was extremely useful. At this time, even if he is allowed to take the exam, it is estimated that he will be able to get a high score.

Not deliberately, as if he had really become smart himself.

Everything seemed so much easier, even the ball speed seemed a lot slower to him.

At this time, Sawamura Eijun wanted to shout loudly.

"Lao Tzu is a genius!"

It feels very, very similar. It's like the kind of natural top student, who usually doesn't study much, but once it comes to the exam, people can frequently get high scores.

It doesn't make any sense at all.

Sawamura Eijun now has such a strange feeling, he himself is the kind of legendary school bully, the school bully in baseball.

The brain is easy to use, the eyes are easy to use, and the body is much more flexible than before.

It's amazing.

In such a state, the ball thrown by Narumiya became very clear in Sawamura's eyes.

It's almost exactly the same as the first goal.

That is, the ball that made him miss the swing before.

An enhanced version of the Spiral Variable Dome.

Here it comes!

I saw every bit of change in the baseball.

Sawamura Eisumi swung the stick and became extremely confident.

His whole body was stretched out, the bat in his hand was raised high, and he swung the bat with all his strength against the flying baseball.

At this moment, Sawamura Eijun blew up every trace of strength in his body.

From the toes to the thighs, to the waist, to the arms, to the wrists.

All the power of his body was concentrated on the two palms of his swing, which firmly grasped the bat, and then swung it out fiercely.

"Ping!"

After the small white ball was hit, the whole thing was dragged out.

Sawamura Eijun in the strike zone had a relieved smile on his face.

It's done!

Based on his previous experience, this ball should be able to fly out.

Sawamura spread his bat and prepared to run.

As soon as he opened his legs, Sawamura felt his body stumble and almost didn't fall.

He already consumed a lot of physical strength, and he was vaguely almost at the limit.

How can it be?

Although today's game was all about throwing with all his might, and Sawamura used a lot of variations, so far, his total number of pitches is not particularly large.

It's just over 60 goals.

How is it possible to encounter the problem of physical limits?

Sawamura Eijun thought that it must be his own delusion, so he didn't take it seriously and continued to run forward.

At that moment, the baseball that he hit sped all the way and finally flew out of Hachioji Stadium, and I don't know where it flew?

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