"The change of players at Seido High School, instead of Shibuyani-kun, Aso-kun, Sawamura-kun of the left fielder turned into a pitcher, Aso-kun was replaced by a left fielder, seven-bat, left fielder, Aso-kun, three-bat, pitcher, Sawamura-kun, pitcher, Sawamura-kun, Sawamura-kun."

The sweet sound of the radio.

The awe-inspiring figure pacing up the pitcher's mound.

When Rong Chun's pale golden figure fell into everyone's eyes.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"It's finally here, the ace pitcher of the summer winning team, Eijun Sawamura."

"Ahh

"Two weeks off the pitch."

"Jade Ace."

"Go on, Seido High School, Sawamura-kun."

"The ace is on the scene, who is !! to compete with each other"

"It's a win, it's definitely a win."

"Rong Chunjun, come on."

"Golden partner, it's time to show off your real skills."

Mountains of cheers.

His face flashed with excitement and flushed.

And that scream of excitement.

It was as if he was greeting the arrival of the supreme king of Qingdao High School, the trump card of jade, Sawamura Eijun.

"How's it going today?" Miyuki whispered with a meaningful smile.

"Ah, average, average pitching, average takedown, average win."

Rong Chun's eyes flashed, and he said lightly.

"Ho Ho, what a reliable statement, Lord Ace, then, there are three rounds left, please leave it to you."

"Ahh

The old rules of tacit understanding.

Touch the ball sleeve.

This is a symbol of the unity of heart and mind of the golden partner.

The king, immediately, debuts.

It was also when Rong Chun stepped on the pitcher's mound.

That sharp gaze was fixed on the moment when the perforated bench was seated.

Everyone in Chengkong High School can feel the sense of oppression that blows on their faces, which is different from the one that comes from the unique and strong coercion of Rong Chun, an ace pitcher.

As the core of the king's immobility.

Rong Chun's bearing, Rong Chun's majesty, Rong Chun's strength.

His presence is a deterrent.

The ace pitcher of the winning team of the summer.

The momentum that comes with it is suppressed.

It is so real, so rich, that everyone in Chengkong High School has a feeling of palpitations.

"Wow。。。。。。。"

Ogawa Tsunematsu still seems to be a little natural at this moment.

Looking at Rong Chun's appearance as if he was an emperor coming to the court, he opened his mouth wide, revealing envy and surprise.

And the Chengkong High School players on the side have already come with the sharpest cold light in their eyes.

"Is this the strongest pitcher of Qingdao, the ace of jade - Eisan Sawamura?" The mini-team whispered such a sentence.

"Sawamura Eijun, Qingdao's ace pitcher, his information, I think you should know it very well, three innings, one point, maybe this is a difficult goal to complete, but this is also a goal we must complete, I have always believed that our line can do it, what about you!?"

The Oga Overseer looked at all the members of his team with a calm expression.

"Oh oh oh!!"

"In the first half of the seventh inning, the attack of Narikong High School, six bats, right fielder, Nishijima-kun."

"Come on, Nishijima, let's get off to a good start."

"Don't be afraid, Nishijima, you're sure you can."

"Rush, Chengkong High School."

"Holes, holes, holes."

The scene was once heated up, and Chengkong High School also burst out with more fierce support.

For them.

This is already the only option.

Forward, forward, keep going.

Winning and climbing to the top of the endless world is the only thing they want and the only thing they have to do.

Pitcher mound.

Rong Chun's slightly raised head bloomed with a dazzling luster.

That touch of Ling Ran's aura rippled at the moment.

Strike zone.

Nishijima's face suddenly became extremely cold.

“playball”

First goal, let's have some intimidating balls, Sawamura, Carter ball change!!

One on the field.

Yu Xing has no intention of keeping his hands, he knows very well that the most important thing to deal with Chengkong is to suppress them in terms of momentum.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun nodded slightly.

The first step in raising your legs.

"Boom!"

The steps ahead, the vibrations sounded.

"Whoosh"

As far as the eye can see.

Between arm waves.

A bright light rushed out here.

An unstoppable flicker of brilliance approached the moment.

Strike zone.

Nishijima's expression was awe-inspiring, and his steps stepped abruptly, and his awe-inspiring pupils reflected the trajectory of the incoming ball.

Inside Corner !!

"Huh"

A bat that dances vigorously.

"Huh"

In the inner corner, there was a sudden shock, and once again the ball was refracted towards a more inward angle.

Before Nishijima could react, the sharp angle refraction, and the speed of the change, made the ball seem to disappear.

"Smack"

"Good Ball !!"

What the!?

Behind him, the voice of the referee sounded.

Nishijima came with a stunned look.

Is this this guy's Carter Ball!?

Nishijima suddenly turned his head to look at the proudly standing figure on the pitcher's mound, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, thinking secretly in his heart.

Nishijima's irritation doesn't affect the rhythm of Eijun's pitching.

"The second ball, a straight ball from the outside corner.

A sharp inside corner carter is followed by a deep outside corner low straight ball.

"Whoosh"

Such a good ball distance is wider than the general inside and outside corner screening.

"Huh"

"Smack"

It will make the hitter look like the ball is extremely far away.

The bat simply can't reach it.

"Good Ball !!"

With two simple goals, Rong Chun quickly chased after Nishijima.

Damn, damn, damn, this is more difficult than expected.

"Whoosh"

Not the slightest respite is given to Nishijima.

After the two goals, there was another flash of light.

Rong Chun, who fully utilizes the good ball belt, makes Nishijima feel tired to cope.

"Pong"

The straight ball in the center that I want to fork completely.

Nishijima didn't catch the ball at all.

The blow was not fully transmitted to the ball, which bounced off home plate.

"Bang"

It slammed into the ground.

"Shortstop."

Rong Chun immediately shouted at the Kuramochi senior on the right.

"Leave it to me!"

Kura held a sliding step with ease, and stopped in front of the ball.

The outstretched ball cover is firmly incorporated into the ball.

Once again, it was thrown in the direction of first base.

"Whoosh"

"Smack"

Kenta Maezono was firmly connected to the ball cover.

"Out !!"

Before he could get started, he was out.

Nishijima reluctantly stopped, glanced at the breezy figure on the pitcher's mound, snorted secretly, strode off the court, and returned to the bench.