"Two out, one or three bases, in the case of two out, Jumo Daifumaki High School finally launched a strong attack, two out, and did not hesitate to play and run tactics, now, under the best circumstances, Jumo High School, which ushered in the home run beater, will bring us a shocking reversal performance here!?"

"Jumo, Jumo, Jumo."

"Damn, no, I thought I was going to go up and down three times."

"This is the final, this is the final."

"Now that the situation has shifted to Ju Mo's side, is Qingdao going to change votes here?"

"It's mainly Sawamura's physical strength and energy, right?"

"The fatigue of the consecutive throws, and it's still the eighth game, plus the pressure of the finals, must be almost to the limit, right?"

"Tsk, Superintendent Xintian must have seen through this, but the Qingdao side is not without a chance, after all, they are all two outs."

"It's not impossible to follow the pitch, but the point is to play as a rescue pitcher in this case, and the remaining three pitchers in Qingdao, even if it is the ace of the third grade, I'm afraid...

"It's a lot of pressure, and it depends on how Qingdao chooses it."

After consecutive hits, Jumo Otsumaki High School finally ushered in an excellent opportunity to tie the score and even reverse it in the first half of the eighth inning, and in such a situation, the heartstrings of the audience were lifted again.

Ju Mo gritted his teeth, and his fate must be flipped back here.

And the Qingdao High School side came with a worried look at this moment, and everyone couldn't help but fold their hands and pray for their team.

In the bench seat, Superintendent Kataoka, Chris seniors and others all showed solemn looks, and Minister Ota all showed very anxious looks, and the constant back and forth appearance had already exposed the mood of this immature adult.

"Pause."

Miyuki didn't hesitate to ask for a timeout here, lifted his mask, and trotted in the direction of the pitcher's mound.

Greet the Miyuki with a solemn expression on his face from home plate.

Rong Chun's mind couldn't help flashing some scenes from the original book, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a beautiful arc.

Steeply glanced at the faint smile on the corner of Rong Chun's mouth.

His expression was shocked, and he immediately showed a smile.

"I can still laugh, it seems that there is no problem at all, right?" Miyuki said with a chuckle.

"Ah, almost."

"What do you mean by almost, you kid, it's a situation where there are people on third base now, you should understand, in this case, what does it mean for the superintendent to speak out." Yu Xing scolded a few words with a smile, and then said to Rong Chun. 、

Looking back, Superintendent Kataoka's indifferent look with a hint of solemnity met Rongchun's eyes.

"yes, I know." Rong Chun nodded lightly, but his words revealed an unprecedented resolute tone.

"It's already two outs, and the other party can't choose many means, and the only way is to attack, so, Sawamura, you don't need to think too much, the only thing is to throw your best ball into my ball sleeve, and that's it."

"Yes, Miyuki-senpai."

"So, let's go, partner."

"Ah!!h

"Three sticks, left fielder, Iguchi-kun."

Solemn expression, heavy figure, trump card, three sticks, Iguchi Yue Dou, holding the bat in his hand with both hands, stepping on a steady pace, pacing.

The strong aura seemed to envelop the whole stadium.

Maybe this is the final battle.

He, with, he, will not leave any regrets, gambling on their beliefs, this real battle.

When the four eyes met, both Rong Chun and Jingkou burst out with their own belief momentum!!

“playball！！！”

"Shhh Call.... ”

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The first ball, the high ball in the outer corner, the width of the vertical and horizontal must be pulled apart, Sawamura.

Raised arms.

Rong Chun shook his arm in a small arc, and now he was so difficult to lift his arm, and the feeling of soreness transmitted from this arm.

Step on the right leg and lean the center of gravity forward as much as possible, so that the small ball that runs out of the arm can increase the tail strength and power of the ball with the help of a height difference.

"Huh"

Release high, shoot low.

The sudden white light, at this moment, flickered and flew out.

In the strike zone, Tanaka's pupils flashed, and the trajectory of the incoming ball was reflected in his eyes.

Raised arms, shook vigorously.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

There was a loud thud, sharp and piercing.

"Huh"

"Bang"

The small ball that bounced out slammed into the ground with a clear sound.

The speeding afterimage.

It shows that the ball is so fast.

"Out-of-bounds!!"

"Huh...

Rong Chun gritted his teeth, his eyes moved slightly, and his face forced to maintain the same look.

"Second ball!"

"Huh"

When he raised his hand, another cold light came out.

Low ball in the outside corner, a tricky angle from a side-down position.

"Huh"

Another dark shadow attack.

"Pong"

It's like Huang Zhong Da Lu.

"Huh"

Afterimage reappears.

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

What's wrong? Little ghost, isn't it okay anymore? Where's your ball power? Where's your stamina? Where's your super ball control? And what about your deciding ball? Don't let me get bored!!

Qingdao 1st grade!!

The hideous face, the red light that flashed in the pupils, made people shudder.

Intense and palpitating.

Iguchi Yuedou, here, released everything about himself.

How can it be repaired!!

Don't underestimate me!!

Soul Fade Guy!!

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad balls."

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad Ball"

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

What's wrong? Isn't that okay? Come on, use all your strength to get rid of me like before!?

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

"The seventh ball, still choosing a straight ball, a frontal battle, three sticks of Jumo, wellhead, biting the Qingdao !!"

This guy is completely biting the straight ball, is the opponent really completely giving up the change ball? Are you sure we don't dare to throw the ball? Or is it tempting us to throw the ball!?

After the straight ball was blasted out by the well again, Miyuki's brow furrowed tightly.

If you continue to be entangled like this, the most disadvantageous thing is the Qingdao side, Rong Chun's physical strength has been consumed too much, at most, there are less than three percent left, and there is still the ninth game to play.

Miyuki gritted his teeth.

We can't hesitate anymore, this is the time to make a decision.

Bait is bait.

Sawamura, I believe you.

A flash of light flashed in Yu Xing's pupils, the fingers that trembled slightly, the code that was drawn, on the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the left hand hidden behind him inadvertently squeezed the ball in his hand more and more.

Five-stitch ball, Miyuki senior, you really trust me so much!!