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Soaring white light.

The unpredictable pitch.

At this moment, the whole audience fixed their eyes on the home plate, the small but wide area, and at the moment of the zero point confrontation, everyone lifted their heartstrings.

The shadow of the ball fluttering, the bat roaring of the tiger.

"Pong !!!!!!"

The sudden roar, at this moment, everyone couldn't help but let out an irrepressible shout, the aurora that ejected out, and the white light that flickered in the sky.

With unrivaled momentum, it quickly flew over the inner and outer fields.

It was reflected in the pale expression of the pitcher, Rong Chun, and the incredulous looks of the Qingdao High School players.

"Bang !!"

There was a violent impact, and a sound of distance followed.

At this moment, the audience let out earth-shaking cheers!!

"Oh oh oh!! Out, out!!! In the second half of the sixth inning, Inagi Industrial High School finally caught the straight ball of the Qingdao pitcher, Sawamura, hit the home run in the direction of the midfielder, hit the scoreboard directly, and hit the two-point point with the same score!!!! Four bats, Harada-kun's blow, brought the game back to the starting point!!!!! ”

"Rice, rice, rice."

"Captain!!!!!!"

Yasan !!!!!

"It's amazing, it's so handsome."

"Harada-kun!!!"

"Same points, same points, same points!!!"

The raised right hand, the excited expression, and the figure of Masako Harada in the strike area were firmly imprinted in the depths of Rong Chun's mind at this moment.

This is the four sticks of Inagi Industrial High School - Harada Masako!!

At this moment, the bench seat of Daocheng Industry was already cheering hoarsely.

The supervisors of Guoyou all showed a look of appreciation and nodded slightly.

Go out.. Out ... Actually.. Are you out? . . .

Rong Chun raised his head slightly, looking up at the white light falling from the sky, a painful look flashed in his pupils, and the ball he poured everything into was still captured.

At this moment, Rong Chun felt a heart-piercing pain in his heart.

That's what the Pitcher Mound had to endure when he was saddled with the hopes of the whole team, and had to endure being knocked out of home run at this critical moment, in this crucial game.

Rong Chun had such psychological preparation a long time ago.

It's just that when this scene came, the heart-wrenching pain still made Rong Chun feel like he couldn't suppress it.

"Sawamura...

"Rong Chunjun...

At this moment, in the bench of Qingdao High School, on the support bench, and on the court, everyone stared closely at the pitcher's mound, and Rong Chun's slightly lonely figure came with a worried look in his pupils.

Yoshikawa Haruno and Cangyue Ruolai interlocked their fingers, staring at Rong Chun's figure tightly, and the unbearable expression was about to be vented.

In the bench, Supervisor Kataoka's expression was also unprecedentedly solemn.

Chris, Ryosuke Kominato, Tetsu Team, Izawaki, Masuko Toru, Kuramochi, on the bench, on the court, these players are all staring at the direction of Rong Chun at the moment.

Such a one, after being baptized by the home run, can the younger brother survive it?

This game of offensive is not over yet, and there are still three rounds of the game.

At home base, Miyuki's pupils shimmered with a strange glow.

"Hoo 。。。。。"

Rong Chun's trembling left hand pressed on the brim of his hat and slowly exhaled.

Slowly.

Exhale a little more slowly.

Save up the strength once again and store it all in the abdomen.

The past is irretrievable, so in this case, it is even more important to look forward!!

I can want that group of seniors to bring into Koshien.

Don't be confused.

How can you continue to let yourself collapse any longer!!!!

The raised head and the eyes that flashed with a determined gaze are the best symbols of Sawamura Eijun's unyielding!!!

"Huh... Sawamura, you are really a natural trump card!!! ”

To be here, to catch your ball, I'm really a very lucky senior catcher!!

Rong Chun's look of not giving up came into the eyes of everyone in the audience, and everyone came with a stunned expression.

This first-year left-handed pitcher, in such a situation, is still standing tall and tall.

This made them, deep down, have a heartfelt throbbing mood that is difficult to explain in words.

Qingdao High School, back number 11, first-grade left throw, Sawamura Rongjun, at this moment, his figure really reflected in the depths of these people's minds.

This is a pitcher who can't be ignored without talking about the future, just now!!

"Five bats, pitcher, Cheng Gongjun."

Little ghost, you're too eye-catching, first-grader, just give me an honest breakdown exit!!

With a ferocious momentum, Narumiya stepped into the strike zone, and his fierce gaze looked at Sawamura Eichun on the pitcher's hill viciously, and that firm, unflinching, and fearless look came into Narumiya's eyes.

The anger in Cheng Gongming's heart was ignited again.

This little ghost doesn't have the posture that a first-grade rookie should have at all.

Narumi swears that this time, this time, he will definitely let Rong Chun know what is the cruelty of high school baseball, and he doesn't want to play, right? So, let this ace send you out completely!!!!

Fierce momentum, the fifth head-to-head duel of the left throw.

Neither of them will be spared!!

First Goal !!

Hands that no longer tremble, pupils that are getting firmer.

Jumping figures, flashing arms.

"Huh"

A white light sped out.

"Huh"

"Pong"

There was a loud thud.

Cheng Gongming's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!!

Narumiya looked at the ball that flew out, subconsciously clenched the bat with both hands, turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction of Sawamura Eijun.

This guy !!!!

"Good Ball!! Sawamura !! ”

"Be careful, Sawamura"

"You can, you can, Rong Chunjun!!!"

"After experiencing the baptism of home runs, Seido High School, first-year left pitch, Sawamura Eijun, did not collapse here, but the Inagi Industrial side still continued to launch a strong attack!!!"

The second ball, the speed ball, must be controlled in the center of the position, and there can be no deviation.

Well, Rong Chun nodded heavily.

Between raising your hands.

"Huh"

A flash of light sped out again.

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!!

Finally, throw the ball here!!

"Huh"

The shaking shadow of the ball, the look of determination.

Victory or defeat, in this moment!!!

Damn, little ghost, this stage is too early for you, let me go down!!!!

With hideous pupils and monstrous anger, His Royal Highness the Prince of Tokyo swung out his own blow with anger.

"Huh"

"Whoosh"

The bat, staggered, the bat swung over, but the ball did not arrive, and suddenly missed.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!!!"

"Hitter out!!!!"

Unquestionable existence, never-give-up faith.

His strength, the figure of the ace of Qingdao, at this moment, shined in the audience!!!