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"Four bats, pitcher, kan-kun."

The man with his own aura of danger, that terrifying smile, when Hiromi Kan stepped into the strike zone, waved the bat in his hand towards Rong Chun, and showed his trademark hideous face.

Rong Chun couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart.

This is a kind of momentum, or coercion, that belongs to the top powerhouses and naturally exudes it.

It's like an aura visible to the naked eye.

Let the sweat drops on Rong Chun's forehead become more and more dense, I'm going to lose points, I'm afraid I can't stop it, in the face of such a line, sure enough, I, no, I've already made up my mind, haven't I!?

If I retreat here, wouldn't I be even more unbearable on the pitch where courage is more needed?

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't hold back.

Fight, fight, here, you have to choose the battle!!!!!

"Is it still a little too early? Here, shouldn't we adjust it... ”

A look of anxiety flashed in Yu Xing's pupils, and he now began to think about whether to not push Rong Chun too hard, maybe it should indeed be...

Forehead...

When Yu Xing looked up, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

Resolute, straight, never retreating, at that moment, what greeted Yuyuki's eyes was such a look, which belonged to Rong Chun's unwavering determination.

"You guy... The corners of Yuyuki's mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile, and he thought with emotion in his heart.

"Ace, you will never give up easily, do you want to express such a meaning? Sawamura. ”

Sure enough, you're the funniest one, Sawamura!!

It all made my blood boil.

"The low ball in the outer corner, this is the position, since you have the corresponding awareness, then, come on, Sawamura, if your goal is really the trump card back number, now, show it to me, do you have the strength and strength to be an ace!!"

There was no hesitation, no pause, perhaps because of Rong Chun's determination, or because of Miyuki's own tough character.

Or maybe it's because this game is just a practice match, so you don't need to think too much about the gains and losses.

What's more, it's because of the combination of these reasons.

Facing each other head-on, carrying out one's beliefs and determination to the end, this is the meaning of Miyuki's actions.

"Haha!!"

Looking at Yu Xing's decisive position, Rong Chun's eyes suddenly widened, and the luster that bloomed in his pupils flashed with Rong Chun's personal charm at this moment.

That's it, Miyuki senior!!!

"Whew... Hiss.... ”

Rong Chun took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, his body bowed slightly, slowly straightened, and his shining eyes shone with a different luster.

At this time, in this space.

Rong Chun only has that ball set in his eyes, and his goal is simple and simple, that is, to use the best ball to put it into that person's ball set, in that placed position.

The beating of the heart, the beat of the breath.

Rong Chun felt everything in his body with all his body, one heart and one body, he didn't need too much strength, he didn't need to deliberately aim, and his right leg was gently raised, and he was the right hand of the wall.

The strength of the whole body is gathered, and the center of gravity of the lower body is stable.

The power of the upper body after twisting is like a bowstring full of strength, and all the strength is concentrated on the tips of the left fingers.

Like a cannonball.

"Here, in this moment!!!"

Full power, concentrated at your fingertips.

"Give it to me!!!!"

With the roar in his heart, he stepped forward, and the dust that stirred it, under his left arm, a cold light, galloped out.

"Huh"

The sound of breaking through the air appeared, and the rapidly approaching white light appeared in the eyes of Guan Guangmei.

Exterior angle!?

Just at the moment when the white light flew out, Hiromi Uedate in the strike zone quickly judged the approximate range of the ball with her ball sense and eyesight.

The sudden step, the hard swing of the bat

The low-pressed ball forward, with a fierce aura, flew towards the white light, and within a stone's throw of it, Guanguangmei was bound to get a blow.

The moment of 0.5 seconds.

White light spilled into home plate.

It's like the same, but it seems to be far away in the world, and the time is frozen in that second, and the look of shock that suddenly appeared on Kan Hiromi's face, the misalignment, perfectly avoided the white light of the bat.

"It's so far...

"Smack"

It sank into the ball sleeve under the side, and made a clear sound.

The surroundings were quiet, and for a short period of time, everyone showed a slightly moved look, looking at the blue and white figure in the center of the court.

The throbbing figure, the passionate voice.

"Good Ball !!!!"

This is another solid step towards his goal!!

———— Dividing Line————

"Smack"

"Out"

"The game is over, the two teams are !!!"

"Salute!"

"Thank you for the advice!!!!!"

The loud shouts of teenagers, the clasped hands, the summer camp, the first practice match of Qingdao High School, also came to an end.

Behind the wide stadium, there is an erected scoreboard, on which the final total score is depicted.

Five to seven, it shows the victory or defeat of this game.

After nine innings, he was hit by 10, 4 bad shots 5, 3 strikeouts 7, and 5 points conceded, this is the answer to Sawamura Eijun in this practice game.

With a two-point advantage, Qingdao High School won this practice match in a non-heyday state, and the opponent is still Osaka's strong man - Kiryu High School, of course, Kiryu High School, whether to do its best in this game, only Kiryu High School itself knows.

"You're very good, next time, in Koshien."

With his hands clenched, Guan Guangmei had a flat look, and the low words sounded in Rong Chun's ears.

Rong Chun nodded emphatically, looking at the pavilion in front of him, Rong Chun's eyes flashed with a different kind of luster.

"Yes!!"

"Bang Bang"

The wonderful battle, the extraordinary performance, and the fight between the two teams made the audience around them applaud without hesitation.

"It was a good game." Feng Fujifu, looking at the figure of the two teams of teenagers shaking hands and talking in the center of the court, said softly.

"I didn't expect that Qingdao sent a first-grade pitcher, and after the pitch, he could still win Kiryu Osaka!? Senior, I decided, I'm going to do this column for first-year pitchers!! Owada Akiko on the side, her face was full of shock, but her tone was categorical.

Fujifu couldn't help but shake his head.

Is it possible to do what you want to do with a column? Moreover, it also depends on who the object is, Mine Fujio, and it is not denied that this first-year pitcher Eijun Sawamura performed very well in today's practice game.

But do columns?

It may not be possible for Xiaoya to do it, let alone Sawamura, after all, Xiaoya has played in the Kanto Competition, and his fame has a certain foundation in the entire Kanto powerhouse.

Baseball magazine columns, interviews, and reports are not something that can be done casually.

It's not just student baseball.

"Okay, pack your things, it's time to do the interview, and besides, this afternoon, there's a practice match, and there's a lot to do!!"

"Eh, you wait for me, Fengfu senior!!!"