ps: The monthly pass will be added, and tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiaoye will take a day off. Above!

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange !!"

"Good Ball"

"Sawamura-kun, it's so good to vote."

"Haha, that's what you want to be aggressive, Sawamura."

"Yes, yes, let's crush those guys completely."

"Rong Chunjun, good ball."

When the voice of the referee sounded, there was a strong cheering sound on the bench and support bench of Seido High School, which was the active performance of the pitcher they trusted the most, and the absolute dominance established from every game, which was the full trust of Seido High School for a first-year player, Eijun Sawamura.

The audience suddenly erupted in a burst of fierce cheers, this kind of performance as if it was an absolute suppression of strength, Sawamura Rongjun's rescue debut, so that all the audience appeared to be amazed, of course, the discerning people can still see a little bit of Sawamura Rongjun's hidden fatigue.

In particular, the wrist seems to be a little unwielded, and it is very thorough.

Of course, it is only a little bit of a glance, and most of them still have a kind of guessing psychology in it, after all, Rong Chun's debut rescue performance is too good, and it completely suppresses Yu Rong High School's line.

Among this small group of people, it is the head coach of Yurong High School - Natsume Supervision.

At this moment, he was looking at Rong Chun's back, and a thoughtful look flashed in his pupils.

"It's really strong, a first-year pitcher, I really don't know how this guy's posture came about."

After returning to the bench, Yoshikei Sato, who had taken off his hat, looked at the back of Eijun Sawamura in the bench at third base, and said in a tone of emotion.

"Yes, ball speed, ball control, changing the ball, and the general straight ball to the hand and a little shaking, the tail is still strong, this pitcher, is it really a first-grade?" The team's main catcher, Matsushita, who had just come on the field to strike, showed a look of amazement and said in a tone of disbelief.

"Does it really look fast in the strike zone?" The captain on the side, the four bats, Yanagi asked in a puzzled tone, you must know that the ball speed shown on the scoreboard basically does not exceed 135KM, it is probably around 133.134, which means that the maximum speed of this pitcher is about 135KM.

Although the data shows that due to the quality of the ball and the throwing posture, but the actual landing area is not standing, Yanagi is still a little unbelievable, with a single posture, the naked eye can increase the speed of up and down 5KM, which is a very exaggerated data.

"Well, the main thing is that you can't see the release point, you can't judge the timing of the shot, when you notice the ball, the ball has come to the front, and you will often lose the reaction time of 0.12 seconds here, which is a little uncomfortable for us, and after a few more balls, you may be able to get used to it, but now it's the end of the game, so it's a little tricky for us." Sato said softly with a solemn look.

Sato's words fell, not only Yanagishita, but the rest of the people also frowned, revealing a not very good-looking expression, Qingdao High School's playing line is now a little aggressive, if they can't get points from this pitcher's hands, then the result is really a bit difficult to say.

"At present, we are still ahead, just maintain our own style, strengthen our beliefs, there is no need to rush, the opportunity will definitely come, and he is not impossible to tackle." Superintendent Natsume said in a deep voice.

"Yes"

"Panasonic." When everyone went to get ready to play, Inspector Natsume waved at Matsushita and called softly.

"Yes, Overseer?"

"Wait a minute, take a closer look at the pitcher." Superintendent Natsume said meaningfully, "Especially the condition of his arm. ”

"Huh? Oh, I see, Overseer. Panasonic was stunned for a moment, then showed a knowing smile and nodded.

In the bench seat of Qingdao High School, Miyuki took off his protective gear and said to Rong Chun, "How is it?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that the shoulders are occasionally a little stiff, and there is no way to wave the arms completely." Rong Chun moved his left arm, frowned and said, "There is no problem with the basic ball path, but I am afraid that the five-seam ball cannot be thrown frequently, and I am afraid that the loss rate will be relatively high. ”

Rong Chun said to Miyuki while moving his arm to confirm his condition.

Yu Xingyi nodded knowingly, if he can thoroughly grasp the specific situation of Rong Chun, then he will have some confidence in the next matching, fortunately, he is only a little tired, and the problem is not big.

"Well, then let's shoot it as the center of the inside corner, try to let them get the baton and get the block, don't force the strikeouts, reduce the number of balls, and reduce fatigue." Miyuki said softly.

"Yes, I see." Rong Chun said with a solemn face.

In fact, it is not a big problem to completely break out in this game, but it is also necessary to consider the next semi-finals and even the finals, so Rong Chun must not be excessively consumed here, of course, this is also based on the fact that Rong Chun can suppress Yu Rong High School's line at present.

If it really comes to life and death, it doesn't matter if he consumes it or not, if he loses the game, the semifinals and finals will have nothing to do with them.

"In the first half of the seventh inning, Seido High School's attack, seven bats, pitcher, Sawamura-kun."

"Come on, Sawamura, take this guy."

"I'll leave it to you, Sawamura, let's blast it out here."

"Qingdao, Qingdao, Qingdao."

Let go of all the low and varied balls and aim for his high straight shot.

In the bench, Superintendent Kataoka made a slight gesture and looked at Rong Chun in the strike zone with a stern expression.

Rong Chun nodded appreciatively.

This pitcher has a certain problem with the ball control on the low ball, and it is basically difficult to get into the good ball belt, so the most proud thing is that if the high straight ball is targeted, it must be able to make the pitcher a little irritated.

Rong Chun shook the bat lightly, took a deep breath, and stood on the strike zone with a pale face.

“playball！！！”

The superintendent suspects that the pitcher's fatigue may not have completely cleared up, so it's best to use the outside corner to see how the guy's arm stretches out.

Panasonic's eyes flashed slightly, and his fingers moved lightly underneath.

High ball in the outside corner, throw it to the exact position, and see how the pitcher swings.

On the pitcher's mound, Kimura nodded heavily.

Waving arms, treading right legs, white light flashing in the sky.

"Huh"

A roaring breath came galloping in.

On the strike area, Rong Chun's expression was grim, and the trajectory of the incoming ball was reflected in his pupils, and under the quick judgment, Rong Chun held the stick in both hands, with a relatively relaxed posture.

"Huh"

Bat dance.

"Pong!"

The ball was barely far away, and the general only touched the incoming ball.

The timing was just right, but the angle was a little off.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!!"