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"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out, three out, offensive and defensive exchange!"

In the second half of the second game, the attack of the first-grade team still ended quickly with three strikeouts, and Koichiro Tanba and Keisuke Miyauchi had no mercy at all.

used to be Matsukata's four-stick stick, Shinji Kanemaru, in the strike zone, was also powerless to fight back, and was completely crushed, so that Shinji Kanemaru, who originally retained a trace of expectation in his heart, was completely shattered in the second half of the second game, his first hit.

The one-sided blood abuse, and even the results of the two rounds of the competition, which can be said to be the slaughter, made the surrounding melon-eating masses shake their heads, showing an emotional look.

It's really a poor first-grader.

"Well, I really don't have the ability to resist at all."

"There's no way, the difference in strength is too big."

"Well, that's to be expected, but I'm interested in one or two first-year students who can excel."

"Hehe, it's a little difficult, according to this situation."

"The seniors don't have the seniors."

"Haha, after all, it's almost summer."

"That's right."

There is no reason to crush it, so that the first-year freshmen are completely in a mood of more and more slippery troughs, standing on the court, they are like walking corpses, without the slightest spirit of their own.

In the pupils of Superintendent Kataoka, there was a hint of helplessness, but it was also in the blink of an eye, and it converged.

In the first half of the third inning, the first-year side changed the pitcher again.

This time, the pitcher, in terms of ball control, is still a little level, and, in terms of perseverance, he has not completely lost the will to fight, and he did not collapse at the beginning, but after all, it just means that he did not collapse at the beginning.

In the first half of the third game, in order to win those three exits, the first-year team still paid a heavy price.

Four points, in this game, still lost four points, which also included a little anxiety in the senior class, so that the first grade could get three outs without losing four points, otherwise, the result may be even more miserable.

This made Rong Chundu in the right fieldfield already show a shocked expression, it seems that in the original book, he was not beaten so badly, right?

It's only been three games, and the difference is fifteen points? Are you kidding me?

Is the storm stirred up by your little butterfly so obvious?

Rong Chun didn't know what to say.

What Rong Chun only knows is that right now, there are things he should do.

Rong Chun took his bat and strode out of the bench.

Seeing Koichiro Tanba on the pitcher's mound from afar, Eijun took a deep breath.

Home run? Hit? Score? No, Rong Chun is very self-aware, with his current self, if the probability of winning one is less than one percent, but for this one percent possibility, Rong Chun is willing to do his best to win.

I'm going to be the man of the aces.

"Boom!"

As if an illusion, at the moment when Rong Chun walked in the direction of the strike zone with that steady pace, a wave of qi was swept around him.

His expression was grim, and his pupils showed a condensed look.

The only thing I want to let you seniors know is that in the first grade, there are also players with perseverance!!

"Please advise !!"

Rong Chun stood on the left strike zone and bowed slightly, his resolute gaze made Keisuke Miyauchi at home plate look slightly cold.

This feeling, this atmosphere, this first grade is completely different from the previous ones.

Immovable as a mountain, calm posture, calm look.

Rong Chun gently waved his bat, and the moment he put on the striking posture, his eyes were focused on the pitcher mound, Tanba Koichiro's body, that there was no timidity, or it should be said that the eyes full of challenge, made Tanba Koichiro's heart tense slightly, and the right hand holding the baseball also inadvertently became more and more forceful.

And the surrounding group of melon-eating people also slightly saw the momentum that Rong Chun embodied at this moment, which was different from others.

I'm afraid this kid is a little interesting.

Everyone came at this moment with a look of interest, staring at Rong Chun in the strike zone with great interest, revealing an elegant look.

"Ho, it's that kid."

And Yuyuki, who had just finished his independent training and came to the vicinity of the court, happened to see the moment Rong Chun stepped on the strike zone, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

"Looks like it's going to be an interesting matchup." Miyuki muttered to himself inwardly.

"Hmph, cheating, you don't need to care about him, just be strong, the inside corner is straight, the angle control is closer, and deter this rookie." Keisuke Miyauchi snorted coldly in his heart, he didn't care about Rong Chun's posture at all, and still gave Tanba a tough code to match the ball.

Danbo nodded slightly, in his heart, he also felt that a mere first-year freshman had nothing to care about.

On the first ball, when Tambo left his hand, a white light came out of his hand.

"Huh"

Rong Chun on the strike area stared, and where his eyes stared, the flickering white light barely confirmed the general trajectory of the incoming ball, and his footsteps stepped across, shaking the bat with all his strength.

"Huh"

"Whoosh"

The moment he shook the bat simply by feeling, the white light quickly burst into the side of Rong Chun's cheek, and at the moment when Rong Chun's heart was shocked, his body fell backwards involuntarily, unable to control his body balance, stumbling under his feet, and almost uncontrollably falling backwards.

"Smack"

"Good shot!!"

Tough, unreasonable, deterrent pitching, that's the upperclass's baseball attitude.

Rong Chun gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, clenched the bat, and once again approached the home plate, which was to completely express a posture that was not afraid of touching the ball at all.

Rong Chun's unyielding posture instantly made the seniors in the bench seat of the second and third grades show unhappy expressions, what qualifications does a first-grade ghost have to be arrogant here?

Koichiro Tanba on the pitcher's mound didn't look very good.

Rong Chun's performance also made Keisuke Miyauchi can't help but show a trace of annoyance in his heart.

This arrogant first-year imp!!

Then, don't blame our seniors for being polite, Tanbo, the next goal, use your most proud goal, let this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky understand what the gap in strength is!!

Keisuke Miyauchi made a secret signal to Tanbobi, a trace of anger dancing in his eyes, and Tanba nodded heavily.

The raised right leg, the right arm that waved suddenly, at that moment, Rong Chun really felt a chill behind him.

The arm waved, and the light came out.

"Huh"

Looking at the straight white light, Rong Chun's body moved from his heart, and subconsciously, he stepped out, his compact arms, holding the bat, and dancing vigorously.

On the pitch, the white light is shining, and the bats are dancing.

The leaping figure of the teenager.

The next second.

The bats are touched.

"Pong !!"

A perfect note sounded.

A different tune was played!!!