In the first half of the seventh inning, Yokohama Minato Kita attacked.

It was the turn of the blow to the eighth stick, the catcher, the white feather.

Speaking of Yokohama's line arrangement, the seventh silver city and the eighth white feather are all qualified to be in the forefront. But they were ranked last in the line, waiting for the yin people.

Although Qingdao's lower line is also very strong, it is really because Qingdao's entire line is too strong. Even if it is to strike at Sawamura, which is not weak, Hakushu, it can only be ranked in the lower position.

Yokohama Minato is obviously not in such a situation, Silver City and Bai Yu are left at the end, and the probability of waiting for the Yin people is too great.

Five innings ago, one of Tamba's three hits was scored by White Feather.

Bai Yu came on the court and looked at Sawamura on the pitcher's mound, his eyes full of provocation.

Come on!

On the pitcher's hill, Sawamura looked at such a white feather and sighed in his heart.

There are three games left in the game, and the difference is two points, and if you want to turn the tide, it is not enough to just not lose points. You have to get your points back!

At this time, it's not enough to just think about how to solve the beater.

You also have to lead the team forward through your own pitching.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki's eyes seem to glow.

First Ball: Inside Straight Ball!

"Your new posture, the hitters of Yokohama Minato Kita have never seen and heard of it. Then let's surprise them. ”

Miyuki apparently understood Sawamura's thoughts, or rather, the two thought of going together.

If you want to shake the determination of Yokohama Minatokita, you must make them feel extraordinary pressure. This can be both a blow and a garrison.

Miyuki and Sawamura coincidentally thought about making a big fuss about pitching.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura raised his right foot high and stepped down hard, as if it was about to split the earth.

At the same time, the glove in his right hand was like a wall in front of him, completely obscuring his pitching arm.

On the strike zone, Bai Yu, who had been staring at Sawamura's pitching, widened his eyes in surprise.

"I can't see it at all, the point of putting the ball."

In this case, it is difficult to judge the timing of the stick.

Just when Bai Yu was stunned, Sawamura's ball came.

"Whoosh!"

From the time the baseball was shot to the time the baseball entered Miyuki's glove, it was just a blink of an eye.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

Bai Yu, who was watching this ball, felt that the cold sweat on his forehead was about to fall.

This ball, so fast~

That's more than one hundred and fourteen.

Just when he was stunned, he saw that in the cowshed, Yokohama's little partner was dissatisfied.

"Ordinary straight balls, why don't you swing the bat?"

"Get out, White Feather."

"Don't let the first-year imps continue to be arrogant."

Bai Yu was a little surprised in his heart.

Are these guys stupid, a first-year kid who throws a ball that is clearly over 144, how can they not be surprised?

The strangest thing is that all of them are not surprised.

"That's weird!"

Bai Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Sawamura on the pitcher's hill.

Is it that weird pitching posture that makes me look like the ball is going faster than the real ball speed.

In other words, the real ball speed is not as fast as that.

Then let me take a good look at your pitching position......

Bai Yu's brain is like a sophisticated computer, thinking about and calculating a lot of things, and in the end the information is incomplete, so he can only continue to look at Sawamura, waiting for Sawamura's next ball to be thrown.

The second ball is a very ordinary, ordinary straight ball.

Not only is the ball ordinary, but you can even see the point where you put the ball.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

This ball, Bai Yu, who made up his mind not to swing the stick, naturally did not hit.

The number of balls is two good, and there are zero bad.

With such a matching, Bai Yu had to look at the catcher position in surprise.

Miyuki looked at Bai Yu, showed an innocent expression, and said.

"Anyway, you can't swing the ball."

Bai Yu's heart was turbulent, and he looked at Yu Xing incredibly, just like looking at a monster.

He knew what he was thinking, how could it be?

"It's me, the first time I've seen Sawamura's ball, and the second ball will never dare to swing the bat."

Yu Yuki glanced at Bai Yu, he had insight into Bai Yu's thoughts, in fact, the reason was very simple. Because Yu Xing found that there were many places on Bai Yu's body that were very similar to himself.

This is also a hitter who fights by guessing the ball!

Such a beater is not good at being the first striker. Not to mention, he didn't know anything about Sawamura's material.

In order to obtain more information, it is their only choice to let go of the ball that they are not sure of, and choose to entangle to obtain information.

Miyuki saw through this and gave Sawamura an ordinary straight ball.

And then the third ball!

"Whoosh!"

Sharp pitching, whistling.

Bai Yu, who has been chased after two good balls, has no way to retreat, so he can only swing a stick.

Wait a minute, the ball is so far away, it's a bad ball from the outside corner.

Hakuha resisted the urge to swing his bat and watched Sawamura's third goal.

"Smack!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

Bai Yu glanced at the referee in surprise, unable to believe what he had just heard. That ball just now, is it a good ball?

Two inside corners, one outside corner with the limit of the outside corner.

Not only the speed of the ball, but also the control of the ball is monster-level?

Eijun Sawamura, is it really a first grade? This kind of ball speed, ball control, is not at all like a first-year novice can throw.

"Okay!"

"Lord Demon King, mighty !!"

"Worthy of the Demon King!!

"It's a great vote."

"Strikeouts, strikes!!"

In the audience, there was a clamor of noise.

Sawamura stood on the pitcher's mound for the first time and scored a strikeout.

What could be more exciting and joyful?

Of course there are.

For example, the second strikeout, the third strikeout, the successive strikeouts.

The next scene directly stunned the beaters in Yokohama Minato.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeouts !!!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!"

"Strikeout!!

It didn't seem to be slow, but it wasn't really fast. It's just some ordinary straight balls, but they struck out Yokohama Minato Kita's hitters one after another.

In the cowshed of Yokohama.

The overseer of Yokohama Minato looked at his disciples in disbelief.

"You said the ball was a lot faster than the real ball speed when it looked at the strike zone."

Bai Yu smiled bitterly: "It's not a lot faster, it's too fast!" It's about ten kilometers smaller. ”

Approaching one hundred and fourteen to approaching one hundred and fifteen!

There is an essential difference between these two ball speeds.

"And it's not just the speed and the posture, it's his possession, the edge of the inside corner and the edge of the outside corner, he can shoot as well."

"I kind of understand why Sawamura left the nickname 'Big Demon King' in middle school. It's hard for even high school students to play a ball like him, let alone a young middle school student who swings a bat. ”

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