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The performance of the senior students in the fifth game made the people around them all show a look of surprise.

originally thought that in the first grade of this year, it would be quite a good situation to be able to harvest such a piece of jade as Gu Xiao, but I didn't expect that the subsequent pitcher would exceed everyone's expectations.

"Come on, Aso, let this kid taste our awesomeness."

"Aso, let's take one first."

"Come on, Aso, I can't get one here, you don't want to eat at noon today!!"

"Keep up, keep up, Aso, you can definitely !!"

It's annoying, I know!!!

In the second grade, the left fielder, Aso Jun showed a look of irritation on his face.

This kid's ball path is really weird, and that pitching posture, you can't see the ball point at all, how can you fix it!!

A good ball, a bad ball, then next.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Eijun Sawamura on the pitcher's mound, and he gently patted the position of his right upper arm, and the home plate of the hunter nodded gently.

Immediately, he raised his legs and waved his arms, and all the movements were done in one go, without the slightest drag.

"Huh"

A bright light came out of Rong Chun's hand.

Here it comes!!!

Inside corner!

Aso's expression was grim, and with all his strength, he judged the trajectory of the incoming ball, his footsteps shrunk, and his body moved sideways.

"Huh"

The bat flicked, and the ball was !!

"Pong!"

When the bat collided with the white light, a sharp sound sounded.

The ensuing feeling that passed into his hands made Aso's face change.

"Huh"

The white light flew out upside down.

"Third base!" Rong Chun suddenly turned his head and shouted in the direction of third base.

The third baseman barely had to move, and the outstretched right hand sleeve was firmly connected to the ball sleeve.

"Smack"

"Out !!"

"Damn, what are you doing, Aso!!"

"Flying ball on third base, this makes the momentum of the first grade even more rampant, okay!?"

"Aso, I solemnly declare that you have nothing to eat at noon today."

"Ahh!!!!!h

The pitching posture that can't see the point of putting the ball, the quirk ball that changes at hand, the senior is the senior after all, and through this game and a half of the duel, they also roughly figured out the characteristics of Sawamura Eijun.

But if it's accurate, it doesn't mean that they can deal with it.

In the first half of the sixth game, after Aso Zun was out, the follow-up beaters were suppressed by Rong Chun one by one, not that Rong Chun's ball really couldn't be dealt with, but relatively speaking, it took a process of adaptation, and Rong Chun took advantage of the unfamiliar advantages of the senior class to complete the raid.

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good ball, hitter out, three out, offense and defense exchange !!"

In the last ball, a straight ball in the outside corner was bad, allowing the hitter to swing out empty, and Rong Chun completed two consecutive clean sheets, no scores, no bases!!

"Good shot, Sawamura!"

"Cast beautifully, Sawamura-kun."

"Well done, Sawamura."

"Haha, you kid can do it."

A good pitching rhythm and a smooth defense have made the momentum of the first grade already condensed, and in the face of the seniors of the senior class, Sawamura is honored to do what he said, and it is also for most of the first-year team to raise their heads and look directly at the bench of the senior class.

"The momentum of the senior year has been suppressed."

"Sawamura Eijun? It's an interesting teenager. ”

"Last year, I came, and I forcibly arrested Yu Xingjun, and this year I came to force the investment, and I fell into the valley and Zecun? Haha, it's really suitable. ”

"The momentum of the first grade is completely up."

"Now, the most important thing is whether we can get a point."

"One point, just one point, it's going to be a lot of fun."

"Moreover, the game of this game will inevitably be the turn of that kid...

Accompanied by the sound of everyone's talk, the eyes of the surroundings couldn't help but freeze on Sawamura Eijun in front of the first bench.

"The bottom half of the sixth inning, the first-year attack, the seven-bat, the pitcher, Sawamura-kun."

"Shhhh Call.... ”

One point, only in this game, you must win a point, as long as you can get on base, then, you must be able to play a stick of the small minato there.

This is their best chance to score, and it is one that should not be missed!!

Rong Chun strode out of the bench.

On base, absolutely on base, the so-called trump card, that is the existence of everyone's hope.

Undoubtedly, there is only one choice, and that is - attack!!!

"It's coming!"

At home base, a ray of fierceness flashed in Keisuke Miyauchi's eyes, this kid, the last time he played, he almost took a hit from Tanba, not to mention, the pitching performance of these two innings also made Keisuke Miyauchi feel quite aggrieved in his heart.

This time, it won't be easy for you to pass!!

"Please advise!"

Rong Chun stood on the left strike zone, bowed slightly, said in a deep voice, and immediately raised his gaze to the Kenshi Kawakami on the pitcher mound, and his eyes flashed with a raging fire of fighting spirit.

made Kawakami Kenshi couldn't help but show a smile.

"This kid is still the same as he was at that time, looking at his predecessors angrily."

Rong Chun took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, the metal bat in his hand, lightly knocked on the home plate on the ground, and then, his eyes looked straight ahead, and put on a striking posture.

“playball！”

First ball, outside corner straight.

Well.

Kawakami nodded slightly, moved his right leg, and shook his right hand with it.

"Huh"

With a shaking, white light came out of his fingers.

Rong Chun's eyes froze, and subconsciously, the bat in his hand shook vigorously.

"Huh"

Straight white light, dancing bats, the next second, staggered.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

Outside corner low ball!! After swinging into the air, Rong Chun's face changed slightly, and the ball control power of Kawakami's predecessors was really not covered.

Rong Chun gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart.

The second ball, in the same position, is slightly off.

"Huh"

The white light came out of his hand and came at a gallop, and on the strike zone, Rong Chun's eyes rolled, and the bat that he wanted to shake stopped instantly.

"Smack"

"Bad ball!"

Seeing that Rong Chun didn't swing his stick, Keisuke Miyauchi couldn't help frowning slightly.

He can keenly perceive that Sawamura Eijun's striking strength, whether it is strength or skill, is not very strong, but as a pitcher, he will surpass ordinary hitters in terms of ball sense, coupled with his keen perception and decisive judgment, it will be more difficult.

So, the next goal is !!!

"Huh"

"Pong"

The bat and the white light met, and Rong Chun's face changed.

"Huh"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

It's good, it's chasing him.

Oops, chased down.

Almost at the same time, a thought flashed in the hearts of Keisuke Miyauchi and Eijun Sawamura at the same time, but the corners of one person's eyes were slightly happy, and the other frowned slightly.