After taking the number of outs of West Heroes by one goal.

Facing the second batter Tanaka, Rong Chun is even more soft, the first ball is still a strong inside corner straight ball, because on the side, Tanaka, who was intimidated by the Carter ball, is facing the inside corner kick of the first ball.

When the straight ball was less than 133KM speed, there was a huge mistake of slow reaction, and the first good ball was counted in the air, Miyuki keenly sensed the state problem of Tanaka, and did not give him the slightest opportunity to adjust, and quickly launched a strong attack, the second ball was diagonal to the outside corner of the road.

Quickly chased after Tanaka.

Then, the decisive ball of the third ball, although there was a little bit of a forced ball path, but Yu Xing still asked Rong Chun to throw a five-seam ball, although due to the state, Rong Chun did not control this ball well in the perfect ball path, but the chaotic Gu Zhong could not resist this goal.

Rong Chun quickly won the strikeouts.

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out!!"

Take the lead, in the first half of the sixth game, Miyuki seems to have changed his previous matching, fast attack posture, and won one or two bats in a row from Jumo Daikenmaki High School, and the dominance was once again held in the hands of Qingdao High School.

Sawamura, you guy.

At home plate, after throwing the ball in his hand in the direction of the pitcher's mound with his backhand, Miyuki's pupils couldn't help flashing a special luster, but he didn't expect that here, Rong Chun's ball could actually have such a performance.

Not the best pitch though.

But it's hard to have such concentration.

Is it a natural ace qualification? This guy.

Miyuki looked at the moving figure of the pitcher Sakami Sawamura Eijun, and couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

"Good shot! Sawamura. ”

"That's it, Sawamura-kun."

"Rong Chunjun, come on."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

At the cowshed, Masamune Hongo, who was warming up, glanced at the silhouette of Sawamura Eijun on the pitcher's hill with gloomy eyes, and a look of extreme unhappiness was reflected in his pupils.

On the third base side, in the bench seat of Jumo Daikenmaki High School.

Seeing that Rong Chun's state had picked up in this game, Nitta Superintendent couldn't help frowning, he thought that this pitcher should almost reach the limit, but he didn't expect that he could still hold out until now, and it was the sixth inning.

That's really a miscalculation for them.

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

Damn boy, it's all here, won't you just go down for me!?

Wellhead with a fierce expression, vicious eyes looked at Sawamura Rongchun, at this moment, this first-grade left cast figure, really made the well-head look at it, the more unpleasant, a mere first-grade ghost, why do you have such a sense of stability? Such a stable performance!?

It's so hateful.

"Huh"

When you raise your hand, the cold light shines.

Iguchi swung the metal bat in his hand with a lot of anger.

"Huh"

The sonic boom whistling in the wind, at this moment, seemed to explode in the whole world.

"Pong!!"

A powerful thud followed.

"Huh"

The brilliance flashed, and he sped away in the direction of third base.

At the third base, Masuko's face changed, and he quickly pounced in the direction of the corner.

"Bang"

A puff of dust kicked up.

The ensuing roar, the sideways shadow of the ball, and the scene of flashing over the ball sleeve also made Rong Chun and Yu Xing and others change their expressions, but fortunately, in the next second, the sound of the linesman sounded made everyone in Qingdao breathe a sigh of relief.

"Out of bounds!!"

In terms of strength, you still can't underestimate this guy.

Rong Chun wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and thought solemnly that he should not only ensure the power and tail strength of the ball, but also control the ball path and angle in details.

Every swing of the arm to throw the ball, you have to think about the extreme.

Laborious, more laborious.

It can be said that among the four main pitchers of Qingdao High School, Rong Chun is the only one who can perform like this in the middle of the game under the fatigue accumulation of continuous throwing.

I won't talk about it.

Koichiro Tanba is also choked enough, under such pressure, under such pressure, whether Koichiro Tanba can survive the second round of the line is a very serious question.

And looking at Rong Chun on the pitcher's mound such a gesture.

Maybe Falling Gu Xiao is just expectation, just envy.

Maybe Kenshi Kawakami is used to being a substitute, used to the bench seat, and he doesn't have much inner thoughts, at most he has some envy and longing, but there is one person who definitely has different ideas.

That is, as a third-grader, Koichiro Tanba is carrying the trump card back.

At this moment, in the bench, Tanba Koichiro's face showed an extremely complicated look, at this moment, he really felt an extremely inexplicable sense of frustration, and the back number behind him was like mocking himself at Chiguoguo, an empty trump card existed.

"I'm really unwilling...

The lonely look, the hands holding the railing, the bulging green tendons, and then turned into a helpless sigh, he knew that at this moment, he could not replace the young man's figure on the field.

Not because of anything else, just because I'm not that reliable.

That's all.

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

Another powerful straight ball in the inner corner, at this moment, Rong Chun didn't have the slightest mind to care about the idea of the lonely ace in the bench, Rong Chun himself was already a little cornered.

The strength of the inside corner, the ease of the outside corner of the next goal, even with such a clear change of path.

"Pong!"

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

The wellhead can still follow Rong Chun closely.

Even Rong Chun's speed ball thrown after the straight ball was still rubbed against the edge of the bat by the wellhead and blasted out of bounds.

At this time of the third round of playing.

The opponent's ace three sticks really caught Rong Chun's way.

Even if there is no way to hit the center of the ball well, it is true that he has bitten Rong Chun's straight ball, and in the change ball, the speed change ball can barely keep up.

It can be said that it is quite tricky.

The five-stitch ball is obviously the best choice at this time, but in terms of ball control, Rong Chun can't guarantee that he can actually put it into the good ball belt.

It can be said that the risk of this ball is far greater than ever.

In terms of choice, it is really a big problem.

But at this time, Yu Xing at home plate seemed to be able to see through Rong Chun's inner thoughts, and the fingers that swung gently caught Rong Chun's eyes at home plate.

Rong Chun's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

In the next second, the corners of Rong Chun's mouth were slightly raised.

Fortunately, this is your style, although I prefer Chris's senior's ball covers, but only you are the one who can make the pitcher burn more!!!