Rong Chun held the brim of his hat, and gently stepped on the sand dunes on the ground with his right foot, and his calm face revealed his incomparable self-confidence.

"Six, first baseman, Sato-kun."

This pitcher's change ball is too difficult to catch, so there is only one goal, which is to grab a straight ball with a good number of balls.

Yoshikei Sato waved the bat in his hand, his eyes looked fixedly in the direction of pitcher Qiu Rongchun, and secretly thought in his heart.

The long-awaited first goal!!

The raised right leg was completely hidden behind the left arm, in an awe-inspiring posture, and in the next second, the right leg stepped forward suddenly, and the dust was stirred, and then the left arm was completely thrown off.

"Huh"

A bright light appeared at this moment.

When the flickering cold light caught Sato's eyes, Sato was inadvertently stunned for a moment before reacting.

But at this moment, he had already missed the best time to swing the bat.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

Watching the ball go into Miyuki's ball sleeve below.

"Is this what the information says about pitching without seeing the drop point? It's really tricky, the actual ball speed is 134KM, but to the naked eye, it's almost 140KM, right? ”

Sato subconsciously clenched his bat and looked at Sawamura Eijun with a solemn expression, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared without a trace in the assassin.

With this straight ball alone, this pitcher, there is no doubt that he is definitely the de facto ace pitcher of this team.

The second ball, a straight ball in the outside corner.

"Huh"

Between the raised hands, another bright light flew out.

On the strike zone, Sato Yoshikei's bat swung up, facing the shadow of the ball, the trajectory of the metal bat swinging, Sato frowned, this position, this distance, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Huh"

"Smack!!"

Sure enough, in the next second, the dancing bat didn't touch the ball at all, and the white light that was accurately avoided once again drilled into Miyuki's ball cover, and a clear sound sounded.

"Good Ball !!"

This distance!?

Sato's pupils flashed with disbelief.

Does it seem that far away!?

The sharpness of the inside corner, the easing of the outside corner, and the control of the ball are so accurate, this pitcher, the deviation value is too high, too much!!

Next ball, use this ball to get rid of him.

After the two balls chased the hitter, Yu Xing took advantage of the victory to chase and made a gesture, and on the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun nodded lightly.

Raised arms, flickering lights.

"Huh"

At the moment when the air broke out, Yoshiyo Sato looked at the speeding white light, the dancing bats, and the sound of collisions.

"Pong!!"

The extremely refractive inward angle shook Sato's arm, and a faint discoloration appeared in his pupils.

Carter Ball !!

"Huh"

"Bang"

The ball flew upside down and slammed into the ground.

Rong Chun turned sideways, and the ball cover in his right hand firmly fished the ball into the ball cover, and the sight of the afterglow shocked Kimura Moto, who was on the second base, so that he did not dare to act at all.

After the backhand.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Out."

Head-to-head duel, clean three goals, Yoshiyo Sato was taken out of the game, and at the moment of exit, Sato had a feeling of not being aware.

A little too fast, right? He hasn't even reacted yet.

"Good ball, Sawamura"

"Two out, two out."

"There's one more, and one more, and another one."

"Sawamura-kun, it's very beautiful."

"Sawamura, kill them."

Swing the stick three times, leave immediately, and the slightest extra chance will not be given to you.

Rong Chun's raised eyebrows came with a unique aura.

"Seven sticks, catcher, Matsushita-kun."

The last goal that solved Sato was a Carter ball, whether it was the angle, the timing of the change, or the speed, it was really an impeccable ball, and there was a speed ball, and a unique change ball.

This pitcher is not easy to deal with.

Matsushita stepped into the strike zone with a jealous expression, and the bat in his hand danced lightly and exhaled.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun moved his arm.

There's still something not quite right, and sure enough, the burden on the body is a bit big? The shooting fatigue in the first two games was a little bit bigger than I expected.

Rong Chun thought secretly in his heart.

It's not about physical strength, for Rong Chun, he is completely a physical maniac, but the burden on his shoulders brought by pitching, and the pressure on his lower body caused by the posture required on the way to the ball.

This cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

"Shhh Call... Rong Chun exhaled softly, he had to fight quickly, and he couldn't delay too much, otherwise, it might not be a good thing for him to set foot on the pitcher's hill.

At home base, Miyuki and Sawamura, under the four eyes, Miyuki's expression was awe-inspiring, and Rongchun's expression made Miyuki immediately understand that the fatigue of the previous game still existed.

I really can't fight an entanglement war, if I am dragged by Yurong High School, the consequences will be a bit unimaginable.

Then it is necessary to deter this group of guys in this game, so that the follow-up Rong Chun can vote a little easier.

“playball！！”

The first ball, the speed ball near the knee, in this game, make the opponent impressed.

Miyuki's fingers moved lightly underneath, and then his right hand patted the surface.

Rong Chun nodded understandingly.

Let this ball take root in the depths of the opponent's mind.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

Gear shift... Speedball? The first goal?

Panasonic showed a stunned look on his face, this pitcher, a little bit out of the box?

"First ball, change ball, hitter swings !!"

The second ball, a four-stitch ball in the inside corner.

"Huh"

Fierce offensives, wave after wave.

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

That tough posture, as if this teenager with the "No. 11" is a veritable trump card, the straight ball after the speed change, the 140KM general ball speed visible to the naked eye, so that Panasonic has a fundamental problem in the reaction.

After only two goals, Rong Chun chased the hitter again.

"Yes, yes, you can, Panasonic."

"Bit, bite, blast out, Panasonic."

"Sawamura, kill that guy."

"Sawamura, let him call, don't be afraid."

"Attack, Panasonic, take that kid."

"Sawamura, !! up"

The place where you stand is the place where you fight.

It's my battlefield and it's my home turf.

I won't give you a cent!!

"Decisive Goal !!"

The raised right leg, the raised arm, the golden halo that looms in the pupils.

"Huh"

A white light flickered out, a whistling breath.

On the strike zone, Panasonic gritted his teeth, stepped forward suddenly, straddled the position, and moved his center of gravity forward as much as possible, at least, at least, he must touch this ball!!

"Huh"

Sharp ball forward, cold ball shadow.

Staggered moments.

The white light rushed, easily avoiding the intercepted bat, and in Panasonic's unwilling look, it burrowed into the ball sleeve behind him, and a clear sound sounded.

"Smack"

"Good Ball!! The hitter is out!! ”

Flying posture, even if there is fatigue, there is still an unrivaled trump card - Sawamura Eijun!!