"How many balls are there?"

On the bench, Superintendent Kataoka looked fixedly in the direction of the court and asked with a calm expression.

"It's already 110 goals."

Senior Chris, who was sitting on the side, said with a solemn expression.

Yu Guang glanced at Sawamura Eijun, who was leaning on the bench and panting heavily, and Chris's senior pupils showed a worried look.

After hearing the words of Chris's senior.

Superintendent Kataoka's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't say too many words, just looked at the center of the court, Hongo Masamune's heroic pitching posture, and Jieijun was easily knocked out of the game.

Ichiro Sakai, who had eight bats, was also easily pressed out by two goals.

Kataoka's face became more and more cold.

There are still two rounds, but for Qingdao High School, this is like a situation like a line between heaven and hell, whether it is the Zhe team, or Izashaki Jun and others, at this moment, they all gritted their teeth and came with a look that is not usually seen.

Face this low-hanging fruit pinnacle of victory.

It's just one step away.

But this step may also be difficult to climb to the sky.

"Huh"

"Knock !!"

"Good ball, hitter out."

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange !!"

"Oh oh oh, oh oh, that's a first-year pitcher."

"Tsk, every ball is thrown into a very precise and subtle place, and I can control the speedball of more than 150KM so exquisitely, I really can't see that he is a first-year pitcher."

"Yes, I feel that this pitcher, in terms of strength, has surpassed many second- and third-year pitchers."

"Qingdao has Ze Village, Jumo has Hongxiang, tsk, today's results aside, the next two years will be very interesting."

"Haha, that's true, now it's all boiling with enthusiasm."

"But this is just Qingdao's lower line, it's hard to say."

"This game is getting more and more interesting."

"A two-point lead, even if it is within the shooting range, is it the Qingdao to suppress to the end, the real king returns, or can Jumo seize the opportunity and completely become the big dark horse this summer!?"

"Wow, there are two more rounds, and I'm getting more and more excited now."

In the seventh game, Masamune Hongo's pitching can be called a crushing level, and he won the performance of Sawamura, Sakai, and Hakushu in succession, which made many spectators on the court full of praise.

Exceptional talent.

Calm faces.

The slender figure, Hongo Masamune, standing in the arrogance of the pitcher's hill with a majestic posture like an emperor, as far as the eye can see, in the bench.

Eijun and Hongo look at each other.

The arrogant aura is coming.

"I will prove that I am better than you!!"

There are no words, no expressions, just the overlap of the eyes for that moment, and then, turning around and trotting back to the bench seat Hongo Masamune, Rong Chun can clearly see through the meaning that Hongo Masamune wants to express from that moment of sight, that kind of momentum, always proudly looking down on others.

"It's us who are clearly ahead, but do we want to take the initiative completely in terms of momentum? Hongo Authentic !! ”

Rong Chun's hands were clenched into fists, and a strange luster bloomed from his pupils, which could be said to be the biggest battle between the two sides without gunsmoke.

"In the first half of the eighth inning, the attack of Jumo Daikenmaki High School, eight bats, third baseman, Shi Yanjun."

Absolutely, absolutely.

Phew, this kid has reached the limit, he must take this guy here!!

Shi Yan stood on the strike zone and danced the bat in his hand a few times, with a fierce expression on his face, as if he was about to devour Rong Chun alive.

"Huh"

There is no non-stop fighting.

Miyuki didn't need to think too much about it at all, and in the face of the lower line of Jumo Da Fujimaki High School, Miyuki gave the code of the ball very decisively.

Rong Chun also had the mentality of trusting Yuxing 100%, and took steps without hesitation and waved his arms.

Yu Xing knows very well that at this time in the final game, Rong Chun's ball control is no longer as good as before, and the control of the changing ball is definitely not as comfortable as in the heyday.

Here, Miyuki has added a straight ball with a match.

The occasional cart ball and speed ball are basically used as a decoy ball.

The five-seam ball with extremely high requirements for ball control, to this point, Yuxing does not dare to give a code at all, once he misses the shot, it will become no ball power, no tail energy, no change, very simple ball path.

Then, it is better to fully exploit the characteristics of Qi Rongchun's Quirk Ball.

Let them play out, and the way to catch and kill to get the number of outs they want in Qingdao, a simple and direct way, and the correct judgment of Yu Xing, so that the Jumo side, who has always been accustomed to Rong Chun's very rational way of pitching, became a little uncomfortable in this final game.

This is completely relying on the defense, relying on the momentum, looking at a little luck, and borrowing the ball quality of the pitching method.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

The strange change of the ball path made Shi Yan unable to control the ball at all, and the second ball was already missed, knocking out a high flying ball in the direction of the left field.

"Smack"

Ichiro Sakai caught the ball with ease.

Got the first number of outs in the first half of the eighth inning.

"Good ball, Sawamura."

"That's it, that's it, Sawamura-kun."

"Rong Chunjun, one out, one out."

"Hold on, Sawamura."

"Up, Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

The hoarse shout, the overwhelming warm atmosphere, swept across the entire court, Rong Chun's sweat stains, gasping for breath, still did not change the determined look in his pupils.

"Huh"

The raised arm is a symbol of Rong Chun pouring out everything in his heart.

The last step of this competition, he, Sawamura Eijun, they, Seido High School will definitely take a step forward!!

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

It's good, the arms are fully extended, although the strength and power of the ball are weakening, but as long as the arms can be fully swung, the ball itself is enough to deal with them.

The corners of Yu Yu's mouth raised a beautiful arc, and the code in his hand kept drawing out.

In terms of momentum, Qingdao still firmly grasped the dominance of the game.

After Rong Chun won Shi Yan's number of outs with two goals, he burst out of the inner corner with perfect ball quality, allowing Jumo Jiuba to knock out the infield high flying ball.

Ryosuke Kominato's accurate running judgment and perfectly caught the ball.

Rong Chun's pitching posture under the style change.

Let the Jumo side really have a feeling of being caught off guard, eight or nine sticks are of course the lower line, but they were simply won out of the game, or Rong Chun's state has declined sharply.

In the bench seat, the superintendent of Xintian came with a thoughtful look.

"First baseman, second baseman, Nishi-kun."