"The last choice is a quick finger fork ball, Ju Mo a year of big pitchers, in the second half of the eighth inning, still showed extraordinary dominance, three up and three down, in the tie of the game, this first-year pitcher to ensure the probability of their own win, the two sides with the same score, ushered in the final battle !!!"

", I didn't expect that in the eighth game, the positions of the two sides were instantly reversed."

"It looks like it's the same score, but needless to say, we all know that Qingdao is at a disadvantage."

"Moreover, in the ninth game, of course, it is a lower line, but in that situation in Sawamura, I don't know if I can hold it."

"Yes, on the other hand, that guy from Hongo Masamune is completely in excellent condition."

"Let's open on June Fourth, if it is dragged into the extended race, I'm afraid it will be Seven Three Open, no, or even lower."

"In the pitcher lineup, Ju Mo's side is overwhelming."

"It's a pity, even if Qingdao has three main pitchers on the bench, but at this time, the follow-up is a riskier existence."

"Even at the moment when the number of goals in Sawamura has exceeded 120, follow-up shooting is something that must be cautious."

"It's not okay to change people, it's not okay not to change people, both choices are risky at the moment, I don't know what kind of choice Aodo's Kataoka overseer will make."

"One step, as long as it is even one wrong step, Qingdao will be over."

At the moment when the wonderful offensive and defensive battle of the eighth game ended, the noisy discussion of tens of thousands of spectators in the stands suddenly spread to the entire Koshien Stadium.

For them, the eighth game was really a very unexpected game.

In the case of two outs, Qingdao will actually be tied with the score.

In this way, there is no need to say more, Jumo must have controlled the current dominance, and I dare not say that Jumo will win, but in terms of probability, presumably speaking, most people are optimistic about Jumo at this time.

Coincidentally.

As long as they see the figure of Rong Chun in the bench, panting, sweating profusely, and with a slightly pale face, everyone will involuntarily come up with such a thought.

Because, the core of the Qingdao garrison is already on the verge of running out of oil and running out.

This is a fact that anyone with a discerning eye can see!!

On the first base side, in the bench of Seido High School.

At this moment, on the bench, the Qingdao players are making final preparations before going on the court.

And at this moment, when most people didn't notice, Superintendent Kataoka also came with a rare look of hesitation in his pupils.

"Overseer...

On the side, Minister Ota opened his mouth and hesitantly shouted these two words.

On the other side, Miyuki, Chris and the others, who were aware of the abnormal movement, all showed a strange look, usually like wood, but at this moment, it was a thorough heart, and Xiaogu raised his eyebrows.

Looking at Sawamura Eisun's side face and the figure of Kataoka Supervisor, his hands couldn't help but clench.

The look that flowed from the pupils.

It is called the longing of the spirit!!

It's just that such a desire, at this time, is not worth anything.

Because, strength, represents everything.

Then, Superintendent Kataoka waved his hand firmly, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

"Miyuki, Sawamura, this game is still handed over to you."

Those low words represent the absolute trust of the head coach and a heavy sense of recognition.

Rong Chun's eyes flashed with a different kind of light.

At the same time, he nodded fiercely and replied in a deep voice.

"Yes, Overseer, we get it."

"It's out!!"

"Oh-oh-oh, is it still that guy!?"

"Eijun Sawamura!"

"Pitcher's Hill in the ninth inning."

"Sure enough, I'm going to hand it over to him."

"In the final battle, on the stage of this ninth inning, the object trusted and entrusted by all Seido people, the one who stood on the pitcher's hill was still the absolute main force of Seido High School, the first-year left pitcher - Sawamura Eisumi !!!!"

Where you stand, you are on the battlefield.

It is a holy place that you can't retreat from even a single step!!

"Whew..."

The closed eyes slowly opened, Rong Chun exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the clear pupils in those eyes reflected the indifferent face of the tyrant of the northern kingdom in the strike zone.

Among the contemporaries, the most fierce confrontation between strong and strong investment.

"In the first half of the ninth inning, the attack of Jumo Daikenmaki High School, six bats, pitcher, Hongo-kun."

The enemy in front of you.

It is the existence that you must knock down, and you must not fall in such a place before taking the crown of victory, only to win, and never give in!!

“playball！！！”

The first goal, the inside corner, since it has come to this point, we don't care about the opponent's tactical purpose, the most important thing is to control our own rhythm.

A cold light flickered in Miyuki's eyes.

The code that is drawn down there.

On the pitcher's hill, Rong Chun nodded solemnly.

That's right, as long as you do what you have to do, that's enough, and the first step to victory is to choose to believe in yourself.

"Boom !!"

The right leg that moves, the arm that rises instantly.

At this moment, the wind and clouds are rolling.

"Huh"

When the light shines.

The galloping breath suddenly rose.

Straight to home plate.

Inside Corner Straight!?

This guy !!

On the strike zone, Hongo Masamune's face showed a look as if he was angry, and his footsteps suddenly moved.

The bat in his hand shook vigorously.

"Huh"

A storm of metal bats rubbing against the air sounded.

The sound of an instant explosion.

It symbolizes the terrible arm strength of this pitcher, Masamune Hongo.

The afterimage is slightly visible.

The moment when the white light flew away.

Misaligned, when the bat missed, the ball went straight in.

"Smack"

A clear sound sounded.

"Good Ball !!"

"Oh oh oh, first goal, strong inside corner straight ball attack, good ball !!"

Abominable, abominable, abominable.

Why can't you just go down honestly!!!

Hongo Masamune's fierce look looked directly at the Eijun on the pitcher's hill, like a barrel of dynamite about to explode, and the breath that spread was so terrifying.

Miyuki's eyes narrowed slightly.

Fingers moved again.

The drop ball in the inner corner can be deflected a little.

The fit of the code.

Rong Chun's composure.

"Huh"

Raise your hand at the moment.

A flash of light flew out here, and the cold breath appeared again.

"Huh"

Dancing bats.

It was as if pouring out the anger of the beater, restless and intense.

"Pong!!"

Ball!?

Hongo's pupils shrank, and the look on his face became more and more difficult to look at.

"Huh"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Very good, it's this rhythm, Sawamura, you don't need too much control, you can relax a little bit in the face of their lower line, and the next ball, just solve him directly.

The speed ball in the center.

You don't need to control the ball speed difference too much, as long as you can throw it!!

You'll be able to!!

"Huh"

Take down this beater!!

"Huh"

"Smack!!

The delayed ball is like a stagnant space, and it reflects the angry look of Hongo Masamune.

A melodious piece of music sounded.

"Good ball, hitter out!!!"

The high-pitched sound, like a cannon salute, exploded instantly on this field.

"Oh oh oh oh good ball, Sawamura"

"Well done, Sawamura, one out!"

"Yes, yes, you can."

"Come on, Rong Chunjun."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

Speed Ball!? Can this guy still hold the ball!? Damn, hateful, damnable!

Hongo Masamune's eyes, which seemed to be pregnant with flames of rage, glared at Sawamura Eijun viciously, then turned sharply and returned to his bench seat.

"Seven sticks, right fielder, Uesugi-kun."

It's really a bit of a surprise that this first-grade imp can hold up to this point, which is completely the performance of one person against all the pitchers in our family.

And it's the ninth game, and it looks crumbling, but it's always a little bit worse.

The speedball just now can still be thrown.

This is the first grade, right!?

After Uesugi stepped into the strike zone, he gently tapped the home plate on the ground with the bat in his hand, and looked at pitcher Yau Rongjun's gaze in the direction of his eyes, revealing a look of admiration.

In this case, even if it is an opponent, Uesugi at this moment, deep in his heart, he can't help but reveal his admiration for Rongchun.

"However, a fight is a match after all, and we are absolutely here to knock you down!!"

Uesugi's pupils also flashed with a cold light.

The bat which I hold it straight, and the luster that is cold in the forest.

It represents the will to win as well as their giant Mo.

First goal.

Speed Ball!!

"Huh"

The aura that spread, although it was not as good as the previous ball control, was still an obvious difference in ball speed, which made Uesugi feel unprepared.

"Huh"

All-out momentum.

A small ball that comes from a drop.

"Smack"

The bat passes first, and the ball comes later.

"Good Ball !!"

A loud judgment sounded, which made the Nitta superintendent in the bench all show a solemn look.

I didn't expect that in the last game, when my proud ball was knocked out.

In this game, you dare to match the change ball so frequently.

Second ball.

On the occasion of dazzling.

From the pitcher's mound, you can feel the oppressive force that is transmitted.

"Huh"

A generation of cold mangs came first.

Uesugi stared at the pupils, and the trajectory of the incoming ball was reflected in his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped out.

"Huh"

Dancing bats, flying balls.

"Pong"

In the next second, a violent sound sounded.

Flashes of brilliance.

A brilliant color rushes out here.

"Huh"

In the direction of the third base, a strange luster flashed in the pupils of the maginator.

A swoop.

"Bang"

The small ball that passed by smashed the surface.

"Out-of-bounds!!"

The ball power is gone, but the angle is still so tricky, this guy, has he reached the limit!?

Uesugi turned his head suddenly, and the look of horror in his pupils was so clear.

Facing Sawamura Eijun, who was almost 130 balls in the ninth game, for the first time, Uesugi had a feeling in his heart that this guy could not be matched.

This guy from Sawamura is obviously at the limit, can he still burst out with such concentration at the end!?

Miyuki's eyes widened suddenly.

Looking at the pitcher's mound, Sawamura Eijun's pursed lips revealed the color of perseverance.

Miyuki has never been so moved.

"Sawamura, your future is really unpredictable, you will definitely be able to become a great ace, it is really good to be able to become a casting partner with you!!"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

"Another sharp outside corner straight ball, the first half of the ninth inning, tenacious always, never give up the faith, Sawamura Eijun, three goals to win the second hitter, two out of !!"

The jumping figure, that is the pride of being the ace of the team!!

Rong Chun's outstanding performance made the third base side, the Nitta supervisor in the Jumo bench frown again, he really didn't expect that this first-year left pitcher of Qingdao would be so difficult.

To be honest, it was a bit more than he expected.

"Stone Rock."

"Yes, Overseer?"

Before he was about to play, Nitta Superintendent suddenly beckoned and summoned Shi Yan back to the bench.

The solemn expression.

whispered a few simple words to Shi Yan.

Then the action of patting, accompanied by Shi Yan's gaze that shifted to the pitcher's mound, made the pressure in Rong Chun's heart even heavier, perhaps natural, or unintentional.

At the moment of the second out.

Rong Chun suddenly remembered the not-so-good scene in the previous game.

The man on the bench, but the man who led Jumo to three consecutive championships in the original book, that indifferent look, indifferent pupils, and simple words and actions.

It can add to the tension in Rong Chun's heart.

Silent pressure, in the world of baseball, there is also such a way to win.

"Eight bats, third baseman, Shi Yanjun."

Don't care, don't care, Sawamura, it's already two out, the situation in the last game is not the same as now, keep a good rhythm, and you will have absolutely no problem.

Yu Xing was keenly aware of the unnatural fear in Rong Chun's heart.

That somewhat stiff demeanor also fell into Miyuki's sight.

Put on a relaxed posture.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yu Yuyuki's mouth, which made Rong Chun's heart suddenly relax.

That's right, the situation is different, and the other party is just playing in the lower position, so you don't need to care!!

“playball！！”

The first ball, the high ball in the outside corner, use this ball to confuse the opponent's judgment.

Miyuki's fingers moved slightly.

Rong Chun nodded, stepped out, and shook his left arm vigorously.

"Huh"

A flash of cold light.

What shines is the icy luster of the metal bat, the moment of dazzling.

"Huh"

The Polar Shadow is coming.

"Pong!"

A piercing screech sounded.

On the strike zone, Shi Yan's face twitched slightly.

Shake suddenly.

"Huh"

The ball slammed into the first base boundary line and sped out.

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Is there any mistake, isn't this guy running out of energy? It's true that the ball power has been weakened a lot, but the accuracy of this ball path, come on, isn't there a problem with the sensitivity of the fingers!?

Shi Yan looked at Sawamura Eijun with a ghost-like expression.

"Shhhhh Call. 、。。 ”

Second ball.

"Huh"

It's still a sharp outside corner attack.

A cold light sped out here.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

Every ball is meticulously controlled.

Don't let it stray too far from its position.

The green tendons on his left hand were already fierce and hideous, but Rong Chun was still holding on to his control.

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Subtle changes, at the moment when the ball power and tail strength are completely suppressed, Rong Chun's ball control seems to have reached a new level in this situation.

So that Shi Yan couldn't make a perfect shot.

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"

Just the right speed change ball, although the speed of the ball is not much different, Shi Yan still misjudged the position and ball path in subtlety.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Bad ball!!"

Now, if it were now, I would definitely be able to do it, I would definitely be able to do it!!

Galloping momentum.

The footsteps of the sudden step, the pitcher's mound, the sudden breath.

"Huh"

Raised arms.

Rong Chun shook his arm vigorously at this moment.

Pitching infused with everything.

The dazzling aurora is like a long rainbow through the sun, the fiery temperature, the sharp and dazzling brilliance.

Coercion.

Domineering.

Shi Yan's pupils dilated suddenly, and what was reflected in his eyes was the only brilliance.

Wait!! Inside Corner !!

The persistence of gritting teeth, the strength of the muster.

As the ball leaped, Shi Yan's footsteps suddenly stepped out, and the body that turned up used great force to drive the shaking of his arms.

"Huh"

"Ping Pong !!!"

Extremely joyful.

Like thunder, the roar that resounded throughout the audience, the white light that exploded in the sky, at this moment, the heartstrings of the audience were pulled again.

At the moment of the second out, Jumo once again captured Sawamura's ball path.

The white light that flew up seemed to carry an unrivaled aura.

Can you get out!? Can you get out!?

"Oh oh oh!?"

The audience exclaimed at this moment, and as far as the eye could see, they looked at the beating and flickering white light and the figure of Shi Yan who started at home plate.

Everyone was staring at them with wide eyes.

"Huh"

Going out!?

Same as the previous game!?

And then reversed? And then, defeated here?

No, I can't accept such a result, I came here, I came here, what was it for? Why the hell are you here, stop, stop me.

A tenths of a second of a stagnation.

Hideous countenance.

The leaping figure carried a resolute will.

The back number that jumped from the pitcher's mound.

"The !!! that will never let you wear it past"

The roar in his heart, Rong Chun's mind was clear at the moment, and the jumping body, and even the right hand ball sleeve, stopped directly above the small ball at that moment.

"Smack!"

A clear sound sounded.

The flickering scene reflected Shi Yan's suddenly constricted pupils.

"Pick it up... Catch... Caught it!!!! At the last moment, Sawamura Eijun stepped forward and stopped the ball, did not cross the past, using his body as a shield, in the first half of the ninth game, Sawamura Eijun, won the third number of outs, three up and three down!! ”

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange !!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh !!!"

"Damn, this is all stopped, this kid's reflex nerve is too amazing, right?"

"It feels like I predicted it from the beginning."

"It's terrible, it's terrible, such a concentration and judgment."

The dusty uniforms, the sweaty forehead, and the panting Rongchun posture suddenly detonated the cheers of the audience, and the benches of Qingdao High School let out crazy cheers.

What was reflected was the scene where Ju Mo shook his head helplessly,

This has been stopped, that is, there is no way, Nitta Supervisor frowned, and he still shook his head faintly, only the expression of Hongo Masamune became more and more gloomy.

"Hahaha, that's a beautiful job, Sawamura."

"I know, I know, I know."

"Sawamura-kun !!"

"Soul Danze Village, it's too exciting."

After returning to the bench, Rong Chun ushered in the scene of wanton joy of his predecessors.

"Good ball, Sawamura." Senior Chris showed a gentle smile, and Superintendent Kataoka also nodded slightly, revealing a look of appreciation.

"You've done your job well."

"Yes!!"

"Now it's our round, this round started with four sticks, let's give them a big gift package and end the game!!"

"Oooooooooo!!oo

On the third base side, in the bench of Jumo Daikenmaki High School.

"If you don't score, it's in our advantage, the pitcher on the other side must be at the limit, we don't need to be in a hurry, understand?"

"Yes!!"

Inspector Nitta still had a calm expression, and when he said this, he inadvertently glanced at Hongo Masamune beside him.

Masamune Hongo deliberately set aside his gaze and did not look at him.

"In addition, wait for the mat and report the four sticks directly."

When Nitta Inspector said this, Hongo Masamune suddenly turned his head, and his clenched fists and that look were already telling Chi Guoguo about his inner dissatisfaction.

But the superintendent of Xintian was not moved at all.

"It's a battle of the team, you see, Hongo." The muffled words, the expressionless gesture.

Let Hongo Masamune's heart chill, and the clenched fist slowly released.

"Yes."

The word that was spit out then also made all the giant players present breathe a sigh of relief, I was really afraid that this kid would screw up with the supervisor at this last moment.

"Let's go, then."

"Yes!!"

"In the bottom half of the ninth inning, Seido High School's attack, four bats, first baseman, Yuuki-kun."

"Up, Yuuki."

"Captain, I'll leave it to you here, let's have a big one."

"Come back in the end, take it down, Qingdao."

"It's a shot into the soul."

With a calm expression and a calm attitude, in this game, the only home run hitter, Tetsuya Yuuki, will bring an unprecedented sense of heaviness when he plays.

That air of self-confidence is what the Qingdao High School side trusts.

It's just that the next scene was beyond everyone's expectations, no, or should it be said that it was unexpected.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Four bad balls, escort!"

The four bad escorts are bright and bright.

Tetsu's stunned expression glanced at Masamune Hongo, who had an obviously unpleasant expression on the pitcher's mound, shook his head helplessly, threw away his bat, and trotted away in the direction of the first base.

"Escort!?"

"Is it so decisive to escort those four sticks?"

"This also proves that the Jumo side wants to win very much, wants to win, and is also very rational and knows what kind of choice is the most correct."

"yes, in the face of a monster who knocked out a home run, the situation of the same score in the ninth inning, it is impossible to be too careful."

"The most important thing is that the follow-up beaters are easy to deal with."

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Smack"

"Out !!!"

The noisy discussion and symmetry are on the pitch, and only two goals are blocked out of the game.

Jumo's calm handling in the midst of the explosion.

Let Qingdao High School have an uncomfortable feeling that is difficult to be strict.

"Six sticks, catcher, Miyuki-kun."

It must be said that Nitta's tactical command was very decisive and correct, and in this scenario in the second half of the ninth inning, there was indeed no need to take any risks.

Winning the number of outs that can actually be obtained, this is the way Jumo fights.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

Damn, I was tricked, and it all refers to the fork ball!?

Yu Xing, who once again swung his baton and failed, his pupils flashed with a suppressed anger.

Just five goals.

Jumo got the two outs he wanted, but the Zhe team was still trapped on the first base pack, unable to move.

Faced with such a scene, the audience couldn't help but sigh a little.

It's really not a chance to give Qingdao High School at all.

It's really a dark horse team that can go all the way from a region like Hokkaido to the finals, not only strength, but also wisdom.

"Seven bats, pitcher, Sawamura-kun."

Sure enough, he's a great guy.

Rong Chun's pale face showed a faint smile, and the figure who walked up to the strike zone with light steps met his gaze.

Rong Chun couldn't help but flash such a thought in his heart.

Hongo Masamune,Among the contemporaries,In that time and space,There is no doubt that it is the existence of NO.1。

In that time and space, summer was in front of Inashi, and spring was in front of Aomichi.

And now, it's in front of him.

“playball！！！”

It's still a familiar gloomy expression.

Rong Chun stood firmly on the strike zone, and a faint smile loomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Huh"

The cold light that flies, the dust that flies.

"Huh"

"Knock"

"Good Ball !!"

It's as if it's preaching the crushing of absolute strength.

Hongo Masamune condescendingly looked down on the line of sight, and approached Sawamura Eijun in the strike zone.

You can't beat me.

The strongest generation, only one is enough!!

Hongo's eyes widened slightly, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his right leg was raised, and his waving arm seemed to have an indomitable momentum.

So, you just get out of the game here!! The strongest person to be is me!!

"Whew!"

An aurora of light flashed away.

Rong Chun's expression was peaceful, his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and he looked ahead faintly, as if he was looking at the blue and distant sky through the figure of Hongo Masamune.

The sky is so blue. It's summer... OUR SUMMER ...

I don't understand complicated things.

It's just that.

What I know is that I want to be an ace, and what I came here for.

It's for that one and only vertex.

So, I don't want him to finish, I don't want to stop here!

"Huh!"

Rong Chun's sudden step, extremely glorious, its scenery is dazzling.

The person who is leaving!!

It's you!!

The power that bursts out of the inner cry.

The peerless roar that sounded in the air, the moment of explosion, the sky was full of brilliance, so gorgeous, reflecting the silent scene of everyone.

"Pong !!!!!!!"

It was as if everything in the world had come to a standstill, and the entire Hanshin Koshien Stadium, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, was silenced at that moment.

"Huh"

Everyone just stared blankly at the speeding aurora and suddenly struck on the scoreboard, which symbolized the home run.

"Boom!"

It was as if it was striking on everyone's heart, and everyone was stunned to look at the scene in front of them.

Looking at the only young man's raised right arm in a fist, and the almost heart-rending cry!

"Goodbye home run! In the second half of the ninth inning, seven sticks, a left throw from a first-year student, a blow from Eijun Sawamura! The points you have lost, you can recover them by yourself, this is an amazing and excellent blow, and it has drawn an end to this arduous tug-of-war! ”

"The hot throw of 130 balls, the last home run, it was Sawamura Eijun, for Qingdao, who won the crown of the real king!"

"The winner is the king!!! Qingdao !!! ”