"Oooo Frontal pressure Ming Chuan four bats, pitcher flat flyball, do a good job, Sawamura! ”

"It's too strong today, you two throw in."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

"If you continue to be strong, how can you repair !!?"

Rong Chun and Yu Xing's frontal and tough posture made the bench seat of Qingdao High School cheer up, the king, just have the posture of a king.

"Five bats, pitcher, Yang Jun."

"Instantly, that pitcher's posture is extremely difficult to judge, be careful" Shiratori whispered this when he staggered past Yang Xianchen, and Yang Xianchen nodded silently.

Gripping the bat in his hand, he strode into the strike zone.

"It's a famous team, a first-year pitcher, and he actually has such ball control." Standing on the strike zone, Yang Xianchen gently tapped the home plate with the bat in his hand and said lightly.

"Haha, he's still far away." Miyuki laughed and said in an echo.

Yang Xianchen took a deep look at Yu Xing, and the vigilance in his heart was raised to the highest level, this is very dangerous for casting, it must be here, interrupt their momentum, otherwise, they will not be able to score at all.

Yang Xianchen thought secretly in his heart.

"Huh...

As if he could detect what Yang Xianchen was thinking, the corners of Yu Xing's mouth turned up slightly at this moment, revealing a wicked smile.

Undoubtedly, this person is the real core of this team, and only by truly suppressing this person can we fundamentally suppress the momentum of the Mingchuan High School team.

So, here it is.

Miyuki's eyes looked faintly at Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher's mound, and his outstretched right hand made a code.

Pitcher Qiu Rongchun's eyebrows raised slightly.

"It seems that the senior of Yuxing is planning to take advantage of the victory to pursue... A sudden look flashed in Rong Chun's heart.

Rong Chun straightened his body, the ball in his left hand was hidden behind him, and his eyes were fixed on the body of his fellow countryman in his previous life, Yang Xianchen.

"Shhh Call.... ”

Slowly exhaled a breath, Rong Chun seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat clearly at this moment, and then slowly opened his eyes, at this moment, flashed a different kind of brilliance.

First Showdown!!!!

Now!!!!

Rong Chun raised his right leg, his right hand was the wall, and his left hand was perfectly hidden behind him.

At this moment, Yang Xianchen's eyes froze, and the muscles in his body suddenly tensed, coming soon!?

Stepping forward, the dust is stirring.

It's like bursting out of all your strength in an instant,

All the power is concentrated at the fingertips at this moment.

Left arm shake down.

"Huh"

Fingertips ticked with electric light, whistling out from the pitcher's mound.

Here it comes!!!!!

The sound of breaking the air started, and in the strike area, Yang Xianchen felt the coercion transmitted from the pitcher's mound at that moment, and the fierce aura made Yang Xianchen change color instantly.

Inside Corner!!!

There is no need to judge, there is no need to pay too much attention, just but with his own feelings, Yang Xianchen judged the approximate path of the ball, which is a positive challenge to himself from this pair of throwing.

It was also at this moment that Yang Xianchen instantly realized that the Qingdao side had already seen through his own purpose.

But it still has to break through from the front, the arrogance of the giants!?

Or is it simply the self-confidence of a king!?

In a moment, many thoughts flashed through Yang Xianchen's mind, but among them, the clearest and most important thought was that this ball, this blow, he, Yang Xianchen, must win it.

Facing the head-on, in this game, they Mingchuan High School had a chance to win.

However, at this moment, there must be no half-step concession!!!

Yang Xianchen's eyes showed his own determination and pride.

Face off head-to-head and use your strength to solve it all!!!

"Huh"

The bat danced vigorously, and the metallic luster exuded a cold luster under the bright sun.

Time seemed to be at this moment, delayed dozens of times.

At home plate, a burst of white light, an oncoming bat.

Collision between 0.5 seconds.

At the moment when the bat was about to collide with the white light, all of a sudden, the white light shook and changed violently, refracting towards a deeper inner angle.

It's also to let that bat, collide in advance.

"Ping Pong !!!"

The bats fitted, and a look of horror flashed in Yang Xianchen's pupils.

Carter Ball!?

This first-year !!!

Damn it!!!!

"Huh"

It's just a matter of moments, and within a goal, the winner has already been decided.

When the piercing sound sounded, the ball turned into a white light and reflected it.

Slammed into the ground.

"Bang"

"Third base!"

The ball bounced off the ground in front of home plate and sped very weakly towards third base.

Third baseman, Masuko Toru was already ready.

After decisively judging the direction of the rebound of the ball, he quickly moved to the trajectory of the ball, and gently fished the ball into his hand.

This also made Yang Xianchen, who had just thrown down his bat at home plate and ran towards first base with the last trace of luck, change his expression.

Masuko turns his hand and throws the ball out of his hand.

"Huh"

"Smack"

On first base, the Zhe team easily caught the incoming ball.

"Out !!!"

First base blocked out, Rong Chun, one Carter ball, is to win Yang Xianchen's number of outs!!!

"Oh oh oh oh !!"

"One goal to take Yang's number of outs!?"

"What was that ball? Inside corner!? ”

"No, no, that arc change is a Carter ball, I didn't expect this first-year grade to have such a hand."

"Tsk, the first goal is the deciding goal, it's very much the style of that catcher."

"The core is easily suppressed, and now, there is no doubt that the dominance of the game is in the hands of Qingdao High School."

"Yes, the faces of the players at Mingchuan High School have become difficult to look at."

"In this game, Mingchuan High School is difficult."

Rong Chun won Yang Xianchen's number of outs with one goal, which suddenly made a lot of surprise in the audience, they thought that Rong Chun would win this number of outs, but they didn't expect it to be so easy.

In the original book, it was still unexpected, Yang Xianchen didn't know Rong Chun's ball quality at all, and he didn't even know that Rong Chun, the substitute left shot, would easily suppress it.

And this time, Rong Chun can be said to have completely won Yang Xianchen's number of exits on the front.

The result is very different.

"Damn, it's been put on a !!" Yang Xianchen gritted his teeth, even him, now, his face has lost his previous calm look.

Although according to the analysis of some previous few materials, it is known that this pitcher has such a decisive ball, but I did not expect that it would be such a sharp forward and angle.

The most important thing is, did you come on the first goal!?

What a miscalculation!!!

"Good ball, Sawamura." With a smile in the corner of his eye, Miyuki gently threw the ball back to the pitcher's mound.

"Smack"

Rong Chun caught it with his backhand, straightened the brim of his hat, and his pupils flashed with a confident look.

Head-to-head duel, this is Rong Chun's style, and it is also where his sharpness lies!!!