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"How can it be just a nine-square grid?"

About half a year ago, when Xiang Jing Sun said these words, Qianxian Gang felt like his brain had been struck by lightning.

At that moment, his entire worldview was completely turned upside down.

The boy named Mukai Sun is completely different from the world he sees.

The good ball belt extends to the back, and there should be a good ball belt!

Hee-hee~

At that time, the little sun playfully stuck out his tongue, his expression was very cute, but what he said was very scary.

This truth, Qianxian Gang actually didn't spend much effort, and he understood it.

Yes, there is more than one good ball belt.

Because of the angle of the position, in the eyes of the hitter, in the eyes of the referee, in the eyes of the catcher and in the eyes of the pitcher.

The good ball belts don't coincide exactly!

This is also the reason why sometimes the referee decides that the ball is good or bad, and the hitter may have doubts in his mind.

Some real corner kicks, it's hard to tell if it's good or bad.

Because the angle of the station is different, the standard is also different. Even the standards are different, how can you rely on subjectivity to guess good and bad balls?

As long as he thought that Xiao Yang, who had just entered high school, could control the pitching to this extent, Qianxiangang felt as if his mind had been struck by thunder from the sky.

Qian originally thought that this was the truth of three-dimensional pitching.

I didn't expect that in the eyes of the sun, three-dimensional pitching is more than that.

"If you want to rely on this kind of pitching against the average opponent, of course, there is no problem. But if you want to catch up with Narumiya's predecessors, Sawamura-san, I'm afraid it's not enough to rely on such a three-dimensional pitch! ”

Contemporaries compete with each other and promote each other.

Because of the relationship between Sawamura and Narumiya, many of their contemporaries have burst out with extremely dazzling talents.

This can be regarded as the chain reaction caused by the little butterfly of Sawamura Rongjun's gentle flapping of its wings.

For example, Mukai, he has developed three-dimensional pitching to another level.

"Since the pitcher and the referee see different good ball belts, can we use this to deceive the hitter's sight?"

When Xiang Jing Sun proposed this idea, Qianxian Gang really had the urge to drag this young man to a psychiatric hospital.

Need to find a doctor quickly to see if his partner is still in a normal head?

"It's hard!"

In the end, he could only persuade tactfully.

"It's hard and it doesn't matter, as long as it's not impossible."

Now, he has finally touched that threshold.

In the summer tournament, there were still a lot of flaws in this kind of pitching, and now, those flaws are becoming less and less.

The more accurate the player, the easier it is to lose against this kind of ball!

Come on, three-dimensional pitching, Phantom!

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball flew like a laser.

Bai Zhou, who was in the strike zone, pursed his mouth tightly and waited until the white ball entered his hand before swinging the bat out.

"Ping!"

After the little white ball was hit, it flew high.

Damn it!

Hakushu was a little unwilling.

He was originally very confident in his swing this time, but he didn't expect this to be the result in the end.

It's incredible.

Is the swing a little low?

Without allowing Baizhou to think too much, he saw the small white ball fall into the glove of the outfielder of Didong.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

And that's not all!

The ball landed almost 55 meters from home plate.

In a team with a high school giant, it is not a distance to steal home plate directly.

The distance is too close, and the pass is just over a second. And at this distance, the probability of making a mistake is not high.

Riskily stealing the base is nothing more than giving the opponent an extra number of outs.

But now it's different, although the rain falling from the sky is not big, but it is raining after all.

The hands of the players are somewhat wet, and in such weather, the impact of sight and rain is great!

There's a chance!

Now that it's two outs, if you don't seize this opportunity, you can only wait for Tojo to face each other.

In that case, the probability of scoring is even lower.

After weighing the pros and cons, Miyuki rushed out first.

"Pass home plate!"

The players at Didong High School were clearly prepared.

More than 55 meters away, and in rainy weather.

The small white ball, still like a beam of light, crossed the distance in an instant, appearing in the trapper's glove.

At this time, Yuyuki is also close to home plate.

Seeing that Gan caught the ball, Yu Xing already had a very bad premonition in his heart.

It's just that now he's running at full strength, and it's too late to go back to third base!

He could only bite the bullet and continue to pounce forward.

The catcher of Didong High School is not slow to react.

Seeing Miyuki's pounce, he unceremoniously touched Miyuki's body with the gloves that held the ball.

"Smack!"

At this time, even the rain seems to be falling a little harder, and the rain blurs people's vision, so that people don't see what is happening on the field at all.

When the dust settled, Miyuki's hand touched the home plate steadily.

And on his back, there are Qianxiangang's gloves.

"Out!"

In the end, the referee consulted the other two referees and made a ruling.

Home Plate, Out!

In this game, Qingdao High School's offense can be described as not exciting, and it cannot be described as not sharp.

But in the end, he still didn't break through the ironclad garrison of Didong High School, and in the end he could only regret being out.

Three outs, offense and defense exchange!

Such a fierce confrontation made the audience at the scene dizzying.

The game quickly reached the third inning.

In the first half of the third inning, Didong High School attacked.

After two rounds of testing, everyone has generally compared each other's strength...? Clear concept.

Sawamura Eijun began to consciously control the distribution of his physical strength.

To be honest, the rain that keeps falling is really annoying.

Even if you have anti-slip powder on your hands, you can't completely avoid it.

Sawamura had no choice but to minimize the number of shots he throwed.

He began to consciously use some quirk balls and rely on the defense to win the number of outs.

"Out!"

"Ping!"

"Out!"

The eighth baton of Teito High School is still very easy to speak, and seeing that Sawamura Eijun's pitching position is sweeter, he swings directly on the first ball.

The ninth baton was a bit more cunning, and he waited until Sawamura made the second shot before swinging the bat.

But the ending was the same, two hitters, one hit high flying, and the other hit the infield rebound ball, and they were out one after another.

In the third, the first round of the first round, the second baseman who faced Sawamura and scored a hit.

Although his hit had a lot of water, the hit was a hit after all, and he did hit Sawamura's ball before.

"Then I'll treat you well!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Strikeout!!

Sawamura used three change balls in a row, and finally even directly used a speeding straight ball to strike the hitter out.

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

"It's so naïve!"

For his approach, Miyuki's evaluation is like this.

It's so naïve that because someone has won a hitter before, he is angry with others.

"On the court, I've always had revenge."

Sawamura disagreed.

Against this second baseman, he did.

In the face of Mukai Sun, he is the same!

The face lost on the court is recovered on the court.

This has always been Sawamura's code of conduct.