"Overseer?"

"This pitcher, the state must be declining, now he, can not throw the key change of the ball at all, such a way of guarding, is with the help of the field, and a trace of luck of the pitch, just by momentum, there is a limit, this time the table, completely aim at the pitcher's straight ball, even, when bold, you can give up the outside corner, understand?"

"Yes, Overseer, I understand."

It must be said that ginger is still old and spicy.

Experienced and sharp, judgment is as sharp as Nitta overseer.

In the seventh game, some signs were found, and in the eighth game, the performance of these two seats made the supervisor of Xintian strengthen his inner judgment, Rong Chun, must not dare to shoot more change balls, especially the decisive ball, the extremely difficult unique change ball.

Superintendent Nitta could see that the ball was too demanding on ball control.

Once the sensitivity of the fingers can't keep up, then the ball can't be talked about, and even the cart ball, the speed ball, the pitcher, can't be easily thrown.

Give up the change of the ball, which is for Jumo.

It's not a gamble, and it can even be said that the Nitta superintendent still wishes that Rong Chun would throw a change ball at this time, because, for Qingdao Dao, it is a gamble, and at the moment when the loss rate has greatly increased, every change ball is challenging Rong Chun's nerves.

And that may be an opportunity for Jumo Daikenmaki High School.

"Huh"

"Pong"

"Bang"

"Out-of-bounds!!"

"In the third ball, Qingdao still chooses a straight ball in the inner corner, a stick from Jumo, and the West Hero is tenaciously entangled."

Did you aim for a straight ball thoroughly?

After glancing at the West Hero beside him, Yu Yuguang thought secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, I'm still being targeted.

Yu Xing didn't think that his purpose could be hidden from the other party for too long, and it was basically a matter of course to be recognized, after all, Rong Chun's state was here, and he was visibly tired.

It's just that this old and spicy supervisor just pinched the last key point of the eighth game, and it happened to be the upper line, which was really too difficult.

Especially the West Hero this, in

A vague look of worry flashed in Miyuki's pupils.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he drew a code at the bottom.

Low ball in the outside corner, control the angle, it doesn't matter if the force is weak, the focus is on the ball path, Sawamura.

On the pitcher mound, Rong Chun nodded solemnly.

The right leg that moved, the left arm hidden behind the head, Rong Chun had completely let go of himself by this time, and the solemn ball power, what tail strength, was no longer the top priority.

Make the burden on your arms as low as possible.

Within a limited range, priority is given to possession of the ball.

"Huh"

Raised arms.

"Huh"

In the next second, another white light flew out.

Flashing white light.

It's gone.

There was an air of fatigue in it.

The pupils of the West Hero reflected the cold light that came from the gallop, and the spacing of the judgment was prepared in the time of 0.5 seconds.

"Huh"

Footsteps, dancing arms.

The next second, the ball comes into contact with the ball.

"Pong !!"

A loud thud rang out.

Clever chain of stepping strikes, although in terms of angle, Rong Chun barely maintained a more tricky ball path, but the weakening of the ball is an indisputable fact.

At this time, the West Hero can completely suppress Rong Chun's power.

The aftermath of the collision.

A bat that is thrown out vigorously.

In Rong Chun's suddenly constricted pupils.

"Huh"

At home base, a cold light flickered, cold and galloping, and in the direction of first base, the face of the Zhe team changed, and one flew sideways.

"Bang"

The ball grazed the edge of the Jessoph's sleeve.

Catapulted above the surface.

There was a dull thud.

Then, the sudden figure, the West Hero who stepped on the first base, made Rong Chun's left hand clench hard.

"Oh oh oh oh!! Hit, hit, after the two outs, Ju Mo's upper line did not allow Qingdao High School to wantonly end this round of attack, one bat, West Hero, right fielder front hit, successfully stepped on first base!! ”

"Hahaha, West, well done."

"That's it, West."

"That said, that is, that's what a hero should look like."

"Xijun, handsome."

"Go on, Tanaka, give that kid a little color and see, the pitcher has been shaken."

"Jumo, Jumo, Jumo."

Damn, I got caught in the trajectory of the ball.

On the pitcher's mound, Rong Chun wiped the sweat from his forehead, gasped for breath, and clenched his left hand involuntarily.