"Good ball, Suns."

"Haha, Lord Ace, it's so reliable."

"Sun, sun, sun."

"Come on, come on, Didong, up, up, up, Didong!"

Relaxed and freehand, Xiangjing Sun and Qianxian Gang won the first and second bats of Qingdao High School perfectly, compared to Rong Chun's performance, it is not inferior at all, such a wonderful pitch also made the audience show a more focused expression, which is not only a high-level, but also an evenly divided ball game.

It's the best event.

The wonderful ball control, the spiritual pitching, and the wonderful sound, the power of the pitcher itself, perfectly guided out by the arrester, this pair of throwing, is really powerful.

However, opportunities are not out of the ordinary!

"Da"

Steady pace, stepping on the muddy course.

Stirring momentum.

Rong Chun stepped into the strike zone with an indifferent look.

"Three bats, pitcher, Sawamura-kun."

It's coming, Eijun Sawamura, I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!!

The blue and white figure, the resolute face, when Rong Chun stepped on the strike zone, the pitcher on the hill, Xiang Jing Sun couldn't help but slightly support the brim of his hat, that cruel expression, the cold light that bloomed in his eyes.

Both of them reached a peak of momentum at this time.

"Ho, the first duel of the aces."

"Two outs, no one on the base, if you can continue to play smoothly, it's hard to say."

"For now, in terms of momentum, both sides are equal, right?"

"I'm a little excited."

"Haha, one of the hot points of the opening, tsk, I just don't know if Sawamura, who is the first three-player, can break through the three-dimensional space, or Mukai Sun can suppress the play of this jade ace!?"

"It's not the first time, in the last preliminaries, Sawamura was also a three-bastard."

"In the main game, anyway, don't worry about these details."

In the stands, the moment Rong Chun stepped into the strike zone, the audience all sat up one after another, even if it was raining, it couldn't extinguish the hot mood of this group of spectators, not only the general audience, but also the reconnaissance teams of other schools, Mine Fujio, Okumura Mitsushu and other crowds, were all very concerned about this first matchup.

In the end, who will be able to grasp the rhythm of this opening.

It's up to this one.

Rong Chun stood on the strike zone, danced the bat in his hand slightly, took a deep breath, and looked fixedly at the sun not far away.

Possession that favors the edge ball.

Using three depths to control the ball will make the player have a subtle judgment gap, and the previous Kuramochi seniors and Haruichi are all recruited in this way, that is, whether it is a high or low ball path.

It's best to add a little floating value to the judgment, right?

“playball！”

So, let's try to see how big this deviation will be.

Hold a short stick?

At home base, the captain of Didong High School, Qian Xian just showed a deep expression, and after thinking for a second, Qian Xian just made a decision, and his fingers moved lightly under him.

The whole world is down, Sun!

"Hmm."

Confidence is self-confidence, Xiang Jing Sun is definitely not an arrogant person, even if he is in front of someone he particularly wants to beat, but, as previously evaluated, Xiang Jing Sun's pitching has always been delicate and bold, and his so-called arrogant side is just one of the essences of his pitching.

The more he wants to defeat the existence, the more cautious Mukai Sun will be to exert his 12% strength.

Dancing on a blade.

"Huh"

Lowered body, swung left arm.

The aurora jumps and flashes here.

The cold came and the cold feeling in his face made Rong Chun feel shocked.

The heart was like a wave shaking in his heart, impacting Rong Chun, and subconsciously, Rong Chun shook the metal bat in both hands.

"Pong!"

Fight between 0.5 seconds, swinging the stick at an angle off.

At the moment when the ball and the bat collided, Rong Chun couldn't help but feel a shock in his arms, and the feeling transmitted from the tiger's mouth made Rong Chun's face change slightly.

"Huh"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

The obvious throw-in was completely off the boundary line of third base.

Rong Chun smashed his lips.

"It's really a very delicate position, and the feeling just now, it actually makes people feel like they can't help but want to swing the bat, but well, sure enough, it's still because of experience, it looks like a delicate pitch, or some rough places, the position of the deviation, probably a ball position below the side, no, about half a ball position, right?"

Rong Chun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched the bat with a slight force.

Guess that's it, and now it's time to actually try to make sure. 、

The second ball, again in the outside corner, was deflected one ball inside this time.

"Huh"

At the moment of agility, the shadow of the ball flies.

"Huh"

"Pong!"

There was another violent crash.

Rong Chun's face did not change, and the bat in his hand, in the next second, was thrown out hard, and it was still a high-altitude deviation throw-in without the slightest accident.

"Bang"

"Out of bounds!"

The trajectory that crossed made Rong Chun's eyes narrow, and a faint cold color appeared in his pupils.

Can two balls touch the ball?

Sure enough, he is a pitcher, and the ball sense is very delicate, but this is already a chase, and in terms of the number of balls, we occupy an absolutely advantageous situation.

Qianxian just stared at it, then, next, let's come here, the sun, don't need to be in a hurry, just follow our rhythm.

Qianxian Gang's eyes flashed with a flash of thunderous light, his fingers moved lightly underneath, the high ball in the inner corner, the sun, use your proud control of the ball, to defeat him!

Ah, I know, dry senior!!

The corners of Xiang Jingyang's mouth bent, revealing a different smile.

The right leg raised high, the steps of the stride forward, between the whistling, a bright light rushed out here.

"Huh"

Here it is, inside straight ball!?

Rong Chun's eyes moved, and the small ball that came into his sight, Rong Chun's body quickly pulled away, and the twisted body and the subtleties of the bat adjusted down by half a ball.

"Huh"

A bat that dances almost with full force.

The flickering light, the close confrontation, the beating white ball shadow, the way it shuttled through the rain curtain, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Space for the ball to spin and fly.

Slowing down at two, five, and ten times.

Rong Chun clenched the bat in his hand, and in his pupils, there was only the figure of the flickering ball.

Near, near, near.

At that last step, at the last second, at that last point.

Sudden steps, vigorously shaking up arms.

"Pong !!"

Gorgeous, roaring.

When the symphony started, it was like a thunderbolt, and the white light that rose up in an instant was at home base, and at this moment, it rose to the sky at home base, and the brilliance was shining.

In the unbelievable expression of Xiangjing Sun and Qianxiangang.

Under the stunned gaze of the audience.

"Huh"

Dancing white light.

A whirring aurora borealis.

"Bang"

As the rain became more and more intense, the ball crossed the entire field, and in a situation that no one expected, there was an intimate encounter with the wide electronic scoreboard.

A dull sound rang out for a moment.

The audience was in an uproar!!!