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

"Be careful, Xiao Minato, that guy's ball power has not been weakened at all, it is better to say that it has been strengthened a little, and the ball control is the same, the ball is low, I'm afraid it is even more difficult to play than before."

"Well, I see."

Haruichi Kominato nodded solemnly and clenched the wooden bat in his hand.

He walked onto the court with a solemn expression.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the pitcher that Rong Chunjun values (Rong Chun: Hey, hey, hey!) In such a situation, I lost four points in the last inning, and I can still stand so firmly on the pitcher's hill.

First goal.

Finger fork ball at the outer corner.

At home plate, you must move your fingers slightly.

The best way to deal with a wooden bat hitter is to have a sharper and sharper ball type.

"Hmm."

Ruolin Hao nodded with a cold expression.

As far as the eye can see.

The figure of Kominato Harushi came into the eyes of Wakabayashi Hao.

The majestic aura on his body became more and more intense.

"Boom!"

The sound of heavy footsteps began, followed by the dust that flew up.

It added a bit of momentum to Wakabayashi's pitching.

"Whew!"

When the right hand is waved down.

Here, a bright light burst out of his hand and headed towards home plate.

The shadow of the ball flickers.

Kominato Haruichi quickly made a response judgment, suddenly twisting his body and stepping out of his left leg.

"Huh"

The bat in his hand danced.

"Whoosh"

"Smack!"

"Good Ball !!"

The ball that suddenly fell, with a sharpness that was unexpectedly sharp in the spring market, fell into the ball set behind him.

"Timing and speed have gotten faster!?"

Haruichi had already prepared for the finger fork ball.

However, the completion of this ball seems to be sharper than before.

In the judgment of the spring market, there was a subtle deviation, and it was this deviation that led to the perfect swing of the spring market.

"It's sharper, this guy's ball."

Rong Chun, who was squatting in the strike preparation area, narrowed his eyes slightly.

A faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

Or should it be said that this was originally Ruolin Hao's strength, but now it is completely released.

"It looks like it's about to collapse, but it still won't collapse, Ruo Lin Hao, I still underestimate you, you can have such resilience!"

Rong Chun looked at Wakabayashi Hao, who raised his arms again on the pitcher's mound.

I couldn't help but clench the bat in my hand and muttered in a low voice.

"Huh"

"Da!"

"Whoosh"

"Bang!"

"Third baseman!"

Sharp inside corner straight ball.

In terms of timing control, there is no problem at all in the spring market.

But alas.

There is still no way to fully grasp the trajectory of the ball from an angle.

The characteristics of wooden bats are not as good as those of metal bats.

The ball bounces above the surface and bounces towards third base.

It was easily snagged into the ball sleeve by the third baseman of Wanggu High School, flipped and flipped in the direction of first base.

"Smack"

"Out!!"

"Oh oh, good ball, Xiao Hao."

"Cast beautifully, Wakabayashi-kun."

"Two out, two out, two out."

"You can, Wakabayashi."

"Come on, Wang Gu, the game is far from over, there are many opportunities."

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

Since you're not on the verge of collapse yet, let me give you the final blow!

Rong Chun's eyes flashed with a fierce color.

It came with a dangerous aura.

On the pitcher's mound, Wakabayashi Hao, who was facing the strike zone Rongchun, had eyes full of evil spirit under his seemingly calm face. As well as the undulating chest, as well as the slightly bulging forehead and green tendons, all indicate that Wakabayashi Hao was not at peace in his heart at this time.

Or should I say yes.

Since the beginning of the fourth inning.

Wakabayashi is pitching in a very contradictory state.

But Ruolin Hao, who is in such a state of mind, burst out with 100% strength.

“playball！”

The presiding judge gave an order.

The catcher and pitcher looked at each other with a clear eye.

The next moment.

"Huh"

Raised arms, flickering lights.

The roaring breath rolled in at this moment.

Strike zone.

Looking at the shadow of the ball, Rong Chun's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were deep and focused.

"Da"

Pace of movement.

Firm and composed.

"Huh"

With all his strength, Rong Chun shook the bat in his hand with all his might.

than home plate moments.

The ball is in full swing.

The bat roared.

"Pong!"

There was a loud bang.

Rong Chun's hands shook slightly, the feeling transmitted from the depths of his palms.

Rong Chun frowned.

"Boom!"

A rippling wave of air.

In this second, Rong Chun leaned forward quickly, twisted his waist, depressed the ball, avoided the risk of flying high, and relaxed his elbows.

In a way that is not too stiff, he pulled the ball out.

"Huh"

Flashing white light.

Straight to first base.

A faint light flashed in Kasuga Guihao's pupils.

Leap forward, intercept the ball sleeve of the ball, and in the moment, turn sideways.

"Bang!"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Damn, I almost caught it.

Kasuga Guihao glanced at the small ball that was ejected, and hammered the ground with some annoyance.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, it's dangerous...

Rong Chun in the strike zone exhaled.

The ball just now was actually on the high side, but Rong Chun waited for the ball with a low ball path, and made a fatal mistake in the angle of the attack.

If it weren't for the adjustment in the back.

There is a good chance that this ball will be properly captured.

"Hey, haven't you solved it?"

Ruolin Hao's eyes flickered, his eyes flowed, and a chill flashed.

The next ball, throw it there.

Ruolin Hao's eyebrows raised slightly.

At home plate, Sukazu nodded slightly, slapped the palm of his hand on the bottom, and swirled the sleeve over the inside corner.

"Huh"

Raise your legs, twist your torso, and then wave your arms.

Everything is done in one go.

Almost perfect pitching stance.

The precise barrage that flickered from the flanks, at that moment, Rong Chun had an illusion that what was standing in front of him was a side-throwing who was proficient in the way.

"Whoosh"

The shadow of the ball that came from the cold.

Unlike before, it seems that there is no flaw in this ball.

Rong Chun couldn't make the wisest judgment in an instant, so he could only follow his instinct and swing the bat.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

There was another loud roar.

Rong Chun's face was Lingran, and a cold light flashed in his pupils.

"Huh"

Flying white light.

It slammed into the ground.

"Bang!"

"Shortstop !!"

Haruno, a guerrilla from Wanggu High School, took a sideways step and easily stopped in front of the ball.

"Smack"

A small balloon is inserted into the ball sleeve.

Flipped to first base between turns.

"Smack"

"Out !!"

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange!!"

Rong Chun, who had just started a few steps, sighed helplessly and slowly stopped.

This guy.

The ball is getting sharper and sharper.

Rong Chun took a deep breath and looked at the direction of the pitcher, and a strange look flashed in the sight of Ruolin Hao's figure.