"Seventh, Catcher, Chris."

Chris stepped up to the strike zone step by step.

Masuko across from him looked embarrassed.

As a last bat, even if he is dealt with, he should share the information of the opponent's pitcher.

But unfortunately, he didn't gather any useful information during the previous encounter.

Chris nodded disappreliantly at Masukoto, and then walked into the strike zone.

Two outs, no one on base.

The fighters behind him are Hakushu and Tanba, who are well-rounded......

The possibility of being able to score points, Chris is no longer extravagant. Rather than chasing after the unlikely ones, the most important task now is to study Haruka Torumi's pitch as soon as possible.

As the game deepens, the pitcher, who used to be as famous as Narimiya, has fully entered the state. It would be a mistake to compare him to the previous ones.

It's best to treat Haruka Nanami as a new opponent now.

The bat in his hand was raised, and Chris's eyes became extremely focused.

"This guy!"

Feng Xiangao was subconsciously trembling in his heart, and he looked at Chris in amazement.

From the very beginning of the game, they were led by the nose by the catcher of Qingdao. It's not just that when he attacks, he calculates to death. Even when he was on guard, it was very uncomfortable to face him.

Feng Xiang Aoyi's memories instantly returned to two years ago.

At that time, Sawamura partnered with him, and he once asked Sawamura, what does a really good catcher look like?

Although he was a catcher himself, Sawamura was the captain, soul and coach of the team at that time. He would ask Sawamura, not surprising at all.

The appearance of Sawamura at that time, Feng Xiang has never forgotten it to this day.

The expression on Sawamura's face was palpitating. To put it bluntly, it's just a fear~

It seems that as long as he thinks of that opponent, Sawamura himself is extremely uncomfortable.

"A really good catcher who can see through your heart. No matter what you want to do, he knows it all. Do you know how to play chess? ”

"A little bit!"

"It feels like a beginner playing chess with their own teacher."

Beginners playing chess with their own teacher?

Feng Xiang remembered this sentence clearly until now, but he never understood what Sawamura meant before.

Until today's game, see Chris.

Although there is still a little gap from the level Sawamura said, Chris is the first guy who feels that kind of temperament.

It's as if he can see through his own heart!

It's dangerous to play against such a guy and try to solve him with the ball.

With a plan in mind, Feng Xiang Aoyi gave Nanami Haruka a code.

Use the pitch to crush the hitter, and I'll catch it.

Pitcher mound.

A flash of joy flashed in Nanami's eyes.

Ao Yi, this guy, has finally opened his mind!

At this time, if the catcher gave him a code, he would be very embarrassed. Whether you listen or not, it's not good for the team......

Now the catchers can take the initiative to hand over the power of the ball, which is ideal.

"But you have to do what you say, don't miss a connection."

"Don't worry!"

At this moment, the hearts of Nanami Haruka and Feng Xiang Aoichi seem to be connected by an invisible thread.

Haruka Nanami pulled out of the stance and threw the baseball in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball, as if it was alive, drilled into Feng Xiang's open gloves with precision.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

One ball count is good, zero bad.

On the first ball, Chris did not swing the bat, but chose to observe.

Through the observation just now, he felt that Nanami Haruka's ball speed had increased.

Glancing up at the ball speed displayed on the electronic scoreboard, Chris's eyes sank.

１４３ＫＭ！

According to the information they had gathered before, Haruka Nanami's ball speed was between 138~142, which is about one hundred and fourteen.

The ball speed just now was obviously beyond his fastest ball speed.

"The speed of the ball has really increased, about three kilometres."

The first piece of information is here! (This isn't Chris's first observation, he's been in the rest area and waiting for the blow a few times before.) This evaluation is relatively objective. ）

Swing the bat in your hand steadily.

Chris didn't look affected by the ball count at all, just waiting patiently for the ball.

Catcher's position.

Feng Xiangao felt a little awkward in his heart.

This catcher from Qingdao High School seems to be a bit evil. Didn't even shoot a straight ball?

Did you find out?

No!

Haruka Nanami's 'straight ball' doesn't look flawed at all on the outside.

"Ignore the other person's bluff and go ahead."

With an idea in his heart, Feng Xiang gave Nanami Haruka a hint to continue.

Pitcher mound.

Haruka Nanami's eyes became hot.

After entering the same high school as Okuichi, Haruka Nanami asked him privately what Sawamura thought of him.

Everyone has curiosity, and Haruka Nanami is naturally the same.

Sawamura, the country's No. 1 junior high school student, is really curious.

"He said that although you are also a genius, I'm afraid it's hard to really compare with Cheng Gongming. At most, it's a student ace ......"

"What?"

Nanami Haruka's nose was crooked, and he asked angrily, "Why?" ”

"Although your characteristics are good, I am afraid that you will not have them when it comes to professional baseball."

"Hmm."

"The angle of change of the ball is large, the ball changes clearly, and if there is no ball speed and power, it is easy for a professional baseball player to aim. In this way, he has no way to establish himself in professional baseball. ”

Put!

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Nanami Haruka threw the ball in his hand with all his might, as if he wanted to throw the depression in his heart together.

"Whoosh!"

The little white ball, as if it had life, flew out.

On the strike zone, Chris had a smile on his face.

It's good to come!

In the face of this ball, he swung his baton decisively.

"Ping!"

The white ball bounces out of bounds after being touched.

"Out of bounds!"

The baseball rolled out of bounds, and Feng Xiang didn't think much about it.

It could be a matter of timing Chris's swing!

"Come again!"

He gave Nanami a code to continue.

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

After entangled five or six balls in a row, the balls that flew over were all knocked out of bounds by Chris.

Until the last ball!

The small white ball, after entering the hand, suddenly sinks.

Chris hurriedly swung his bat and failed to touch the ball.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange."

The last ball, Chris couldn't touch.

Strike zone.

A hint of chagrin flashed in Chris's eyes.

The finger cross ball suddenly mixed in the straight ball is really difficult to judge.

But.

The information he has gathered is almost as good as this.

Thinking about it, a slight smile appeared on Chris's face.

……