Chapter 159: The Race of Time for Rice Combat
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In the first half of the ninth inning, two outs, no one on the base, the same score.
Seido High School ushered in the final seat of the game.
Perhaps it is also destined as fate, in this duel, there will be the trump cards of both sides to make the final decision.
"Eight bats, pitcher, Sawamura-kun."
"Is the final table a match between the two aces? It's really a sense of fate. ”
"It's a pity that Qingdao can't be replaced here."
"Poof, of course, it's only the same score now, there is a high probability that it will be a play-off, replace Sawamura, are you funny?"
"Besides, Sawamura-kun's striking ability is not bad."
"The first-line opportunity depends on who can grasp whom."
In the amazed and eye-catching eyes of everyone, Rong Chun walked into the strike zone with a steady pace and a calm expression.
Daocheng Industry, Qingdao High School, benches on both sides, players on both sides, Guoyou Supervisor, Kataoka Supervisor, all fixed their eyes on Rong Chun's body at this moment.
Under the calm expression, in fact, at this moment, Rong Chun's heart is surging in his heart.
The last seat, Rong Chun, no, it should be said that there is no way back for the entire Qingdao Road.
The extension of the game is good, but the longer it is extended, Rong Chun's own physical strength, energy, and state have begun to decline significantly, and in such a situation, who of the remaining three pitchers can take on the responsibility of succession?
Speaking of which, though, it's a bit funny.
However, the remaining three pitchers, in terms of psychological quality, all have fatal problems, needless to say about Akira Kawagu, don't talk about Kawakami, the highest comprehensive level, Koichiro Tanba who bears the trump card.
I'm afraid, Superintendent Kataoka can't believe it.
Naturally, this ninth game is the final retreat of Qingdao High School.
We must continue to play smoothly!!!
Rong Chun held the bat tightly, lightly tapped the home run at the bottom, and suddenly raised his gaze, facing Cheng Gongming's eyes, and a strong fighting atmosphere wrapped the field.
At this final seat, Narumiya Naruto's unexpectedly look was also calmly looking at Sawamura Eijun.
There is no expression of wanting to dismantle Rong Chun before.
Of course, the mentality of absolute reluctance to admit defeat still exists.
Little ghost, you are indeed better than me last year, but now you are not as good as me, I will use all my strength to defeat you as a sign of respect!!
Narumiya Narumi took a deep breath, looked back at Sawamura Eijun in the strike zone with blazing eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, the two left throws, the final showdown, the opening!!!
“Playball!!!!”
The first ball, Ming, inside corner straight ball, just use your strongest ball to make this opening. Masako Harada was at home base, his fingers moved lightly underneath, and his pupils were also shining with a different kind of luster.
Well.
Cheng Gongming nodded slightly, and his arm moved suddenly.
"Huh"
When the left arm was raised, a little cold light flew out.
In the strike zone, Sawamura Eisuki's expression froze, his pupils quickly dilated, and he captured the trajectory of the incoming ball.
Rong Chun's footsteps suddenly stepped out, and the bat that was lowered shook as hard as he could.
"Huh"
The flickering white light, in the change of Rong Chun's expression, rushed in at an angle and speed that Rong Chun did not expect at all.
"Smack"
"Good Ball !!"
Inside corner straight ball, this ball speed, at least 145+, Ming, the ninth inning, is there still this ball speed!?
In the bench, the moment he saw the straight ball, Miyuki's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought secretly in his heart.
The rest of Kataoka, Chris and the others also showed a shocked expression.
At this time, in the strike zone, Rong Chun gritted his teeth, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Yu Xing and the others.
This physical monster, I should have known it a long time ago, in the original book, the entire Koshien even threw not to mention, and in the final, he was defeated by the wheel battle of the giant Mo Da Tengjuan until the fourteenth game.
It's a bit unrealistic to expect this guy to get tired in the ninth inning, resulting in a drop in ball speed and power.
Rong Chun adjusted his position slightly, allowing himself to slightly distance himself from home plate, and the bat in his hand was also slightly longer, accurate or something, anyway, with his own skills, he couldn't hit it with much subtlety.
It's better to focus on power, the focus is to blast out, even if it's to create a chance to run the base.
Masako Harada was always paying attention to Sawamura's movements, and after seeing Eijun change his stance and holding the baton, his brow furrowed slightly, and then he let go.
Do you want to go head-to-head?
Harada's pupils flashed a sharp color, and his fingers once again made a code.
"Huh"
Roaring white light, awe-inspiring momentum.
Rong Chun's eyes were awe-inspiring, not afraid of the intimidating aura on the ball, and he always carried out his belief to the end, and shook the bat in his hand as much as he could, facing the ball and slamming it out.
"Pong !!"
A sharp roar sounded, and the vibration transmitted from the bat and the pain that pierced the heart made Rong Chun grit his teeth, even if he couldn't suppress it, he had to at least be able to resist it head-on!!
"!!Shh
The ball is full of shadows.
Rong Chun suddenly used force and threw the ball out.
This location!?
The position where the small ball bounced out, originally, Harada Masako was still thinking that the second good ball was in hand, but when Yu Guang glanced at the position of the white light rebound, his face suddenly changed.
At this moment, Rong Chun was already one step ahead, throwing away the bat and running towards first base when the ball flew out.
"Bang !!"
There is no out-of-bound!!!
This result made Masako Harada have an ugly look on his face.
"Third base, shortstop !!!"
The words of the shouting, Harada was very remorseful at this moment, why was there a deviation in the last angle.
The competition between the lightning and flint, when the small ball flew out, everyone let out an exclamation, and Rong Chun's figure swept on the base line immediately tugged at everyone's heartstrings.
Speed !!!
The shortstop, Tsubasa Hirai flew in front of the ball, and in order to save time, he had to make some risky moves, and the straight ball sleeve stopped in front of the ball.
"Smack"
Before his body could stop, Tsubasa Hirai, who was in mid-air, quickly took out the ball in the ball sleeve, flicked his arm, and the ball flew over, and Tsubasa Hirai himself was out of balance.
It fell heavily on the ground.
"Huh"
The galloping cold light, the flying figure.
This moment is a race against time and speed.
The distance of the infield is not large, and the speed of the ball is fast.
The sound of the white light breaking into the air sounded in Rong Chun's ears, and Rong Chun was also coming to the vicinity of first base.
The last little distance, fight!!
Rong Chun gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and tried everything he could to accelerate at a speed, the last distance, a firm stride, Rong Chun stepped on the base bag.
"Smack!!
At the same time, the ball also entered the ball sleeve of the hill.
The audience couldn't judge with their own eyes, whether the ball arrived first or the people arrived first, God synchronized, and everyone fixed their eyes on the first base.
In just a second, in the solemn expression of Lei Shen, he quickly spread his hands, and a high-pitched voice sounded!!
"Safe Base !!!!"