"Queue"

"Salute"

"Please advise !!!"

Accompanied by the loud slogans of the two teams of teenagers, under the attention of more than 10,000 spectators.

Tokyo Metropolitan Autumn Tournament, the second round, the third game, Seido High School VS Nanamori High School, the game has officially kicked off.

"In the first half of the first game, the attack of Qingdao High School, a stick, a shortstop, Kuramochi-kun."

"Come on, Lord Cheetah."

"Take one."

"Kurachi, this is definitely going to be the base."

At the opening of the game, Qingdao High School attacked first, and the attack that kicked off was still this immovable batter of Qingdao High School - Yoichi Kuramochi.

It's just that today, this cheetah master of Qingdao is obviously in an extremely bad mood.

That gloomy expression is enough to explain everything.

"Your foot is naturally your advantage, but in addition to your foot, you already have no advantage at all, no skill, no strength, and the ability to choose the ball is not excellent, and it is impossible to guess the ball in the data hitting style. If you still want to go further, I suggest you abandon those flashy things that are vain and pay attention to some practical training, such as strengthening your own short hitting skills, ensuring that all kinds of balls, balls in all walks can be perfectly hit, strengthening muscle strength training, so that you can blast the ball out hard, according to your speed, even if it is a blow that will generally be blocked like the infield rolling the earth, you can go to base, and effectively improve the base rate, this is what you should do now, you have to understand, without speed, You're good for nothing, you don't have a single hit in the Emperor's War, and you should be aware of your own problems. ”

The indifferent tone, that touch seemed to Kuramochi to have a mocking demeanor.

Let this Qingdao cheetah-sama really, really unpleasant now.

What do you mean by "It's useless except for the footsteps!?" ”

How can it be repaired!

“playballl！！！”

"Huh"

Uncle Ben, it's not as unbearable as you say!! “

"Huh"

"Pong!"

With an angry blow, the fierce look that erupted from Yoichi Kuramochi's pupils, and the fierce ball that danced in an instant, made the players of Nanamori High School, especially the pitchers, feel a cold breath coming.

With a loud bang.

"Huh"

The ball soared into the sky.

The white light that shines in the sky.

"I'm free!!!!"

Kuramochi seemed to be catharsis, and among the people in Qingdao High School, only a few people understood, and most of them were inexplicably looking, running the base, and roaring angrily.

"Snap"

The speed of the Cheetah Lord, who went all out, was naturally terrifying, and the left field hit in front of the hit, and the average person just stepped on the first base to hit the distance, and he easily climbed the second base.

Standing on the base bag, Kurachi, who still had a fierce look, really scared these good babies from Qisen High School, and seriously doubted that this one of Qingdao High School was a bad person at school, looking at his demeanor and breath.

The second baseman of Nanamori had an urge to cry.

In other words, they didn't provoke this Qingdao stick, as for that.

Eijun, who was preparing in the bench, naturally knew the reason for Kuramochi's unhappy expression, and when he came back that night, he took a violent stance in the bedroom like a Super Saiyan.

Rong Chun can't even think about it.

"A coach with a poisonous tongue."

Rong Chun couldn't help but sneak a glance at Hiromitsu Ochiai, who was standing next to Kataoka Superintendent with a lazy posture, and thought silently in his heart.

However, from an objective point of view.

Rong Chun really thinks that there doesn't seem to be much deviation from what Ochiai Hiromitsu said.

Kuramochi seniors, if you really don't have that step, well, the situation is worrying, even now, the first position can't be said to be without hidden dangers, especially in the coming year, the arrival of new students, Qingdao High School, known as the golden age, and the enthusiasm of others in Rongchun's class.

If you can't break through yourself.

Then this first-mover position is really likely to be shaken, and it is impossible to say something.

Come on, hold the seniors.

Rong Chun stepped forward steadily, squatted in the strike preparation area, looked at Yoichi Kuramochi, who was still angry on the second base, and shook his head with a smile in his heart.

"Second baseman, second baseman, Kominato-kun."

"Don't hesitate, attack."

In the face of a school like Nanamori High School, the tactical arrangement of Seido High School can be said to be extremely simple and rude, and Superintendent Kataoka only had one sentence before the game.

Attack, offense, in a word, constant offense.

Superintendent Kataoka instructed that the contestants naturally carried out this tactic to the end, and for a school like Seido High School, the favorite is such a simple and crude way.

"Huh"

The ball is coming, what to do?

It's simple, blast out!

"Huh"

"Da!"

The ball thrown by the ace of Nanamori High School is too rough in the eyes of Kominato Haruichi, and the ball control is like that, the ball is powerful, the tail energy, and there is no pressure at all.

"Compared to Rong Chunjun, no, compared to Descending Valley Jun and Kawakami's predecessors, it's too much worse."

The moment when the bat and the ball came into close contact.

Harushi Kominato couldn't help but have such a thought flashing in his heart, and his hands were slightly forced.

"Huh"

The ball soars from home plate.

Flying behind the skyrim.

"Snap"

Quickly crossed the infield to the middle of the center-right outfield, and then landed with ease.

While confirming that the ball had fallen, Kuramochi senior also pouted, swayed and returned to home plate at ease, and easily touched the base to score.

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

Speed, angle, ball power, tail strength, not at all, this pitcher.

Rong Chun stepped into the strike zone steadily, and with a thoughtful gaze, he glanced at the pitcher's mound, and the ace pitcher of Qisen couldn't help but shake his head secretly in his heart.

"Huh"

Another first goal.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

Rong Chun almost didn't need to think about too many complicated things, rough, simple swing of the stick.

The first goal was attacked.

Completely ignore the broken little hearts of those players in Nanamori High School.

The sonic boom of the metal bat dancing.

In the next second, after colliding with the ball, there was a loud noise.

"Huh"

The sky is full of brilliance, and it is at this moment.

The flickering ball light, with an indomitable momentum, roared, and came to the sky above the outfield, and slammed into the wall of the outfield.

"Bang"

A dull sound sounded at the same time.

It was also the Kominato spring market on the base bag that was easily sent back to home plate.

An easy continuous hit from the top line.

Qingdao High School, connecting the two cities.

In the offensive and defensive battle in the first game, Qingdao High School can be said to have abused Qisen High School with blood.

It's like an abyss.

Let everyone at Nanamori High School understand what it is, the real desperate gap.