"It's really worthy of Sawamura's seniors, and it's really worthy of Chenggong's seniors, such a blow, such a pitch, it's too strong, Guangzhou, do you think, who wins and who loses in this game?"

In the stands, Seto Takuma looked at Rong Chun and Narumiya Ming in the benches on both sides, and said in an extremely excited tone, thinking that the team he would join in the future was so powerful.

I will also fight against these powerful seniors in the future.

Seto Takuma couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"It's hard to say, the current situation is still open, and the core still depends on the confrontation between Sawamura's seniors and Chengmiya's seniors."

Okumura Mitsushu on the side said lightly with a cold look.

"Okumura? Seto? ”

Just when the two of them watched the game in the stadium intently.

Suddenly, a surprised figure sounded behind the two.

Both of them turned their heads in confusion, and a slender figure fell into their eyes.

It was a brown-haired teenager with a delicate face, and a pair of headphones around his neck, with an extremely familiar look.

"Ho ho, it's really Okumura and Seto from Dakyo, you two have come to watch the game!" The boy said happily.

"Ah, yes."

Okumura Mitsushu still has an expression that no one is close to.

It was Seto Takuma who answered.

It's just that Seto Takuma really didn't recognize who this guy in front of him was.

It looks familiar, but I just can't remember who it is.

"Oh, oh, that's the Yuki of the country, right? Haha,There are really a lot of people here today.,I just saw Chengchuan's friends.,And Kuroki those people.,It seems,It's all players who are interested in Qingdao and Inajo.,So,Are you the same? ”

The brown boy said with a smile.

It's just that both Seto and Okumura can clearly see the dancing fire in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Ah, yes, Guangzhou and I have already decided to join Qingdao, naturally, this final is to be watched."

Okumura is still indifferent.

Takuma Seto generously told his approach, which was not something that needed to be hidden.

"Is that really the case? Then, in the next three years, we can compete as rivals again, haha, this is really something to be happy about. ”

The brown boy laughed.

"Opponents? Are you... ”

Takuma Seto looked surprised.

"Haha, that's right, my goal is !!"

The color of the future.

It was as if it was a pre-staged meeting of the protagonists.

Of course.

Until that time.

This group of teenagers may understand better.

This generation is their generation, but it is not their generation.

Because, I want to be the protagonist of the game, I want to be the most striking presence of this generation.

They have the need to climb and transcend, or look up!!

"In the first half of the fifth inning, the attack of Inagi Industrial High School, seven bats, second baseman, Ezaki-kun."

"You can give up the low ball, you don't have to hit a hit, you can wrap it up, and let the pitcher shoot a few more shots."

After the offensive of the previous round is over.

Tada Noki, who returned to the bench, expressed his suspicions about Sawamura Eijun.

This made everyone on the bench a little skeptical.

Only Naruto Cheng Gong was silent.

The overseer of Guoyou also muttered with his hands behind his back for a while.

Hit such a code.

If Sawamura Eijun really has some hidden dangers, or if the state is not right.

Then there is no doubt that it is most correct to use such a attrition tactic.

Moreover, vaguely, the mind of the supervisor of the national friend couldn't help but flash the collision near the last first base in the semifinals yesterday.

Perhaps that is the most direct fatal cause, I can't say.

Of course, the supervision of the friends of the country cannot be determined at all.

I can only say that I tried to see it first.

"Hmm."

In the strike zone, Ezaki nodded slightly, stood at the front of the strike zone, and held the bat short.

"Hold a short bat?"

At home plate, Miyuki's brow furrowed slightly.

For the first goal, let's take a look at a straight ball from the outside corner.

Yu Xingsi flickered, and with a slight movement of his fingers underneath, he gestured a code.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun bowed his head slightly.

Step-by-step.

"Whoosh"

The left arm was waved down.

A bright light sped out here, a straight light flickering.

Strike zone.

Ezaki stepped out quickly, and the bat in his hand shook vigorously.

"Huh"

"Pong"

A crisp thud rang out.

The ball and the ball collided violently.

"Whoosh"

"Bang"

The ball flew upside down and smashed the boundary line of third base.

Shoji Tsurugasa a flutter.

But he didn't stop the ball.

"Whoosh"

"Snap"

The ball flew quickly out of the boundary.

"Out-of-bounds!!"

The bat is very decisive, so this ball, the five-stitch ball in the outside corner.

Miyuki's fingers moved slightly, and he once again made a code.

Rong Chun nodded, his left arm moved slightly, the fingers of his left hand pressed lightly on the stitches, and adjusted his standing posture.

After taking a deep breath, mobilize about 80% of the force.

The left arm is raised high, whistling, and throwing down the moment.

"Whoosh"

When the light flickered.

Rong Chun's brows couldn't help frowning, and a look of pain quickly flashed through his pupils.

With the white light that flew away.

It's coming, it's still the outer corner!

No!

When Ezaki's eyes froze and he wanted to swing his stick.

The small ball that burst into home plate suddenly shook, and the premature change made Ezaki look awe-inspiring, and he forcibly stopped his swinging posture, and sat back and watched the ball fly into Miyuki's ball sleeve.

"Smack"

"Bad Ball !!"

Changed early? Didn't swing the baton?

Miyuki frowned.

"The second ball, the change ball in the outside corner, but slightly off the good ball band, the bad ball !!"

The ball path is too high, Sawamura, and the time for change will be a little later!

At home plate, Miyuki looked at Rong Chun on the pitcher's mound with a serious expression, and his eyes revealed a stern aura.

Rong Chun showed an apology on his face and nodded lightly.

"I know, Miyuki-senpai."

It's just that Miyuki doesn't know that.

At this time, Rong Chun's left hand began to tremble uncontrollably again.

In the final analysis, it is the pot that hit the previous game.

In order to blast out the inside corner of the ball, Rong Chun used all his strength to press Gong Ming's ball power to do it.

That kind of blow is too demanding on both arms.

As a result, Rong Chun has not slowed down until now.

Now even the eighty percent strength change ball, Rong Chun is a little uncontrollable.

"It's really a terrible state...

Rong Chun lowered the brim of his hat slightly, a look of self-deprecation appeared on his face, and he muttered in a low voice.

Pitching accompanied by stinging and paralysis.

This is the time to test Rong Chun's willpower as a pitcher!!!