Clean and sharp outside corner straight ball.

When that dull sound sounded, Miyuki's pupils showed an extremely solemn expression, this first-year pitcher is definitely not simple.

This is the truest thought in Miyuki's heart at this moment.

"Ho, is this Jumo's big pitcher?"

"151KM, it looks like the ball is very powerful, and the ball path is also very stable."

"Well, for now, it feels like it's much more stable than Qingdao's Tsukitani Xiao, especially this ball control."

"No wonder he can be regarded as the main rescue pitcher by the Nitta supervisor."

"Yes, there is such strength, the point is, this mentality, tsk, really doesn't look like a first-year pitcher, in other words, in the past few years, every year, there have been some outstanding first-year players who have emerged in the national competition, especially the pitcher position."

"Now, the point is to see how far this first-grade little ghost can suppress the Qingdao line."

The sharp first goal on the debut, the violent attack under the calm attitude of Masamune Hongo, suddenly made the audience's eyes shine, and the Seido High School side raised the greatest vigilance.

See that ball speed and consistent ball path.

Superintendent Kataoka has given instructions to tell Masuko Toru on first base not to act rashly, after all, Masuko Toru's physique is really not suitable for stealing bases, according to the pitcher's ball speed.

The fast ball is bound to be even more terrifying.

If the stealing fails, the blow is a little too great.

"Hmm."

After seeing Inspector Kataoka's instructions, Masuko Toru at first base got closer and closer to the first base, and he barely left much distance.

The second ball, again in the outside corner, this time, was thrown high post.

Kanemunda made the most of Masamune Hongo's excellent ball control.

Always put the ball cover in a delicate position, this ball speed, this ball control, once you can decide the winner in the corner, more than 90% of the hitters, want to shoot, the difficulty is extremely high.

The remaining ten percent.

It's not that you can make a move if you want to.

"Huh"

Raised arms, Hongo Masamune's posture of slamming his arms and stepping.

In the next second, a cold light rushed out again, and at this moment, it roared in the sky.

The breath of the mighty.

The sonic boom that suddenly exploded in my ears.

A shining, cold light.

This ball way!?

At home plate, Jinyuan Tianye's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a somewhat ugly look, Hongo, this guy!!

But at this time, it's too late to change anything.

The galloping cold light was already at this second, and it quickly approached home plate.

In the strike zone, Miyuki stepped out with his left foot, and the bat in his hand shook violently.

"Huh"

"Pong !!"

A loud thud rang out.

The flickering light shook on the bat.

Holding a metal bat, Miyuki felt the vibration transmitted from the bat, and his face couldn't help but change slightly, obviously he was completely prepared, but this ball power, this tail strength, was really a little beyond Miyuki's own expectations.

The most important thing is the way of the ball.

Miyuki made a rare mistake.

No, it should be said that Miyuki originally judged the right way to the ball, and this time, he ran into a guy who was a little abnormal.

"Huh"

Some of the uncontrollable luck.

As a result of the deviation in the angle that prevents the real force from being applied, the ball is clearly ejected.

Oops!!

A not-so-good-looking look flashed in Miyuki's pupils.

"Bang"

Slammed into the ground.

The third baseman at Jumo Oshimaki High School took a step back and quickly intercepted the ball before it could bounce off the surface to the boundary line.

"Huh"

Thrown in the direction of second base.

"Smack"

Immediately after that, it was the first base pack.

"Smack"

"Out!"

"Double kill, three outs, offense and defense exchange !!"

After only two goals, Masamune Hongo quickly won the Masuko Toru on the base pack, and Miyuki Kazuya in the hitting zone, three outs, and ended the follow-up additional offensive of Seido High School in this game.

Simple and brutal!!

"Oh oh oh, just two straight balls, Jumo Daikenmaki High School is once again reversing the situation, the first year Hongo Masamune, successfully got a double kill, three outs, both sides, offense and defense are out of position!!"

"Good ball, Hongo"

"Haha, I knew you kid could do it."

"Go on, go on, it's up to you to do the rest, Hongo."

"Let those guys in Qingdao know what a real big speedball is."

"Authentic, come on."

The high-pitched words of the host on the commentary stage, and the thunderous appearance of the Jumo Daikenmaki High School side, made the originally warm atmosphere on the Qingdao High School side be slightly reduced. 、

Damn, some people underestimate the power of this pitcher's ball, and that ball path, can they actually control such a subtle place?

Changing moments.

Miyuki took a deep look at Hongo's Masamune's back, gritted his teeth, and a look of regret and unwillingness flashed in his pupils.

If only I could deviate a little more.

Or if you change the angle, it can be more convenient to apply force, and the result of this ball will be completely different, but unfortunately, there is no such possibility.

On the third base side, in the bench of Jumo Daikenmaki High School.

"Are you angry with something?" Inspector Nitta looked at Hongo Masamune who came down, frowned suddenly, and said in a light tone.

The second- and third-graders who were originally going to laugh and cheer Hongo Masamune on the side suddenly turned pale and closed their mouths in disbelief.

"Nope." Hongo Masamune still had an indifferent expression and replied softly.

"Hmph, that's the best, there are still three rounds in the game, you can't lose a point, I don't care what you think, but, on the court, you have to think about the team first, understand?" Nitta's expression was calm, and there was a hint of sternness in his words.

Hongo's Masamune right hand couldn't help but tighten.

"Yes, I see."

In the end, it was only such a simple five words.

On the first base side, in the bench of Seido High School.

"Just two goals?"

After Miyuki returned to the bench, everyone at Seido High School, including Rong Chun, Tetsu and others, all looked at Miyuki with their eyes.

Superintendent Kataoka said such a sentence with a faint expression.

"It's fast, and it's all consistent, so it's hard to shoot."

Miyuki pursed his lips and spoke his judgment with a solemn look on his face.

"Really? Then, in the next three games, the tricky ball can be boldly given up, the game has reached the end, the referee's judgment will become more and more strict, there is no need to risk the ball road, you can give up, the half-hung swing will only make the opposite side more rampant, we are now ahead, no need to worry. ”

Three to one, Qingdao High School has an absolute advantage.

In the final three-game confrontation, Kataoka supervised the choice of a safe defense and offensive tactics, it has reached the last moment, any mistakes must be avoided, even if it is as strong as the offensive desire of Kataoka, at this last moment, it is inevitable that he will become a little stable in his heart.

"Yes!" Rong Chun, Tetsu Team, Miyuki and others are naturally very clear about Kataoka's thoughts.

Moreover, an important point is also due to the fact that Rong Chun's state has declined visibly to the naked eye, whether it is ball power, tail strength, or ball control, the pressure of guarding in the next three games is probably twice as exaggerated as the previous six games.