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On the third base side, in front of the bench of Daocheng Industry.

At this moment, all the starters of the first army of Daocheng Industrial High School gathered in front of the bench with a solemn expression, and the supervisor of Guoyou stood with a cold expression.

"A left-hand shot in the first grade, five innings, four hits, one point... The overseer of Guoyou said such a sentence in a quiet tone.

The words sounded extremely bland, without any biased emotional color, but all the Daocheng Industrial players present showed a very uncomfortable look on their faces.

There was still a faint hint of shame in those pupils.

Known as the strongest line-up configuration in recent years, they can't even average a single inning in the hands of a first-year pitcher.

The game has entered the sixth game, and the team is still two points behind, which makes these teenagers who are extremely proud in their bones, and their faces are very dull.

"Variable speed ball, straight ball, special posture, the use of movingball, indeed, this pitcher, the level is quite high, but after all, this is just a first-year pitcher, there are definitely loopholes that can be drilled, seize this opportunity, two points difference, four innings, to decide the winner, not for the team, but for yourself, understand?" The indifferent gaze and calm words of the Guoyou supervisor made the pupils of the players of Daocheng Industry exude a different kind of brilliance.

To swing the stick for yourself, victory is to be won by your own hands!!

"Yes!!!"

The Daocheng industrial players are all ignited with the most enthusiastic fighting spirit in their hearts!!!

"The second half of the sixth inning, the attack of Inagi Industry, the second stick, the shortstop, Shirakawa-kun"

The vibe has changed? Is there something new about it?

Yu Xing frowned and looked at the indifferent figure of the indifferent supervisor of the National Friends in the bench seat of Daocheng Industry, and shifted his gaze to the white river that was pacing up the strike zone, thinking secretly in his heart.

Up to now, Daocheng Industrial's playing line is already in the third round, and basically, these hitters of Daocheng Industrial have adapted to Rongchun's ball path and posture to varying degrees

Especially in the upper line, the sensitivity of the ball is really terrible.

If the opponent really desperately tries to catch a certain ball path, its threat coefficient is still extremely high.

That's where the decision comes in.

The most important thing is to test Yuyu's guidance ability, how to correctly use the ball matching tactics, so that the opponent can't catch Rong Chun's ball, will become the most critical point in the next four offensive and defensive battles.

At this stage of the game, both sides have their hole cards exhausted, and there is no room to hide the raid, the only thing is the absolute strength of the head-to-head encounter.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins!!

“playball”

After Bai He did a good job of striking the situation, the presiding referee shouted out such a sentence, after Yu Xing and Rong Chun looked at each other.

With the same awe-inspiring expression, with a slight movement of Yu Xing's fingers, Rong Chun nodded slowly.

Raising his legs and waving his arms, all the movements were done in one go at that moment, and the jumping figure was shining on the court at this moment.

"Huh"

A cold light rushed out.

Straight to home plate.

The dazzling aurora, the roaring breath.

On the strike zone, Bai He's expression froze, and he stepped out, his arm shaking the bat in his hand vigorously.

"Huh"

"Pong !!"

A loud bang followed.

Bai He's expression was cold, and with that cold expression, he threw the ball out with all his might.

"Huh"

"Bang !!"

"Out-of-bounds!!!

Third base boundary line throw-in.

The blow is getting more and more sophisticated, and the timing is just right, and is it starting to fully adapt to Sawamura's posture?

Miyuki's eyes flickered, and he thought in his heart.

In any case, the rhythm cannot be interrupted here, and the second ball, a straight ball from the inside corner, goes straight to the chest!!

"Huh"

The arm moved, and another flash of white light flew out.

It was like an aurora that pierced his heart, Bai He's pupils shrank, his expression was startled, and he quickly leaned back.

"Smack!!

Sticking to the figure, the sharp white light rushed into the Miyuki ball set.

"Bad Ball !!"

"In the second ball, I chose a high straight ball in the inside corner, close to the player's chest, and the Qingdao threw it to !!!! aggressive attack."

"That's it, Sawamura."

"Attack, attack, keep attacking, Sawamura-kun!!"

"Baihe, come on."

"Rong Chunjun, come on"

"Take one, White River."

"Up, !!!"

Bai He, the pitcher's straight ball, is not as tricky as imagined, don't just look at it with your eyes, rely on your own experience to judge the most correct timing and angle.

In the bench, the deep eyes of the Guoyou Supervisor looked at Bai He in the direction of the strike zone, and his hands were clenched involuntarily behind his back.

The competition has reached this level, even if it is supervised by national friends, the heartstrings have begun to tighten.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

Damn, speedball !!

After Bai He swung into the air, his expression became more and more gloomy, this pitcher was simply playing with their general, posture, change, timing, speed, tail energy, and so on.

It's just a show.

Very good, it's already been chased, next, a straight ball from the outside corner, take him directly! Miyuki's fingers moved lightly underneath, and on the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun flicked his arm again.

"Huh"

A white light flew out again.

This is it! The eyes of the Guoyou superintendent stared.

The breeze floated, and Bai He's eyes erupted with a terrifying light, and his footsteps stepped out, swinging the bat with all his might.

"Pong !!"

In Miyuki's sudden change of color, the ball bounced out.

"Huh"

"Snap"

It quickly crossed the sky over the infield and landed in front of the infield.

Shirakawa also successfully stepped on the first base!!!

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun's pupils suddenly moved, was that angle still captured so accurately!?

"Oooh oh!! broke out in a desperate situation, after chasing, Daocheng Industrial two bats, Bai Hejun grabbed the straight ball in the outer corner, in front of the middle field, no one was out, and there was someone on first base!! ”

"Hahaha!! Good blow, White River. ”

"Well done, Shirakawa-kun."

"One more, one more !!"

"Come on, Yoshizawa-kun."

"Yoshizawa-senpai, please!!"

At home base, Yu Xing stood up, looked at the white river that stepped on the first base, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, sure enough, the timing and changes can't make them confused.

"Three bats, third baseman, Yoshizawa-kun."

"Boom!!"

Boy, this time, absolutely, I won't let you go!!

The red pupils, the hideous breath, the cold expression, Inashiro Industry, the three sticks, Yoshizawa Hideaki came with that majestic momentum.

Let the pitcher mound, Rong Chun's breath is stagnant.

Is it time for a decisive victory!?

Rong Chun gasped, his left hand gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and cheeks, the damn temperature was getting hotter and hotter, and Daocheng Industry brought great pressure to Rong Chun at this moment.

It can be said that at this moment, every action of Rong Chun requires great energy and physical strength.

Four rounds, twelve outs, one, one, one left, all have to be won!!!

At this moment, the desire that belonged to the player in Rong Chun's heart, the instinct to fight, had been fully awakened.

What is the essence of the battle!? Reason? No, Eijun Sawamura, here, what he wants to express is that the essence of fighting is the instinct of the player!!!