Putting the baseball in the goal holster, he bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag next to him, and Kazuya Takada straightened up and looked at the Aodo Gobato Murasuke Taiki who was already standing in the batting area.

Please throw it here, the pitch must be clean and neat, and if you play a little better, you will definitely be beaten out by Daiki Murakuke! The catcher Kanamori of the Red Sea Osuda gave a secret signal to their ace Kazuya Takada.

"Whew!"

Murasuke Taiki pulled his posture away at great speed, and shook the metal bat in his hand vigorously.

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

The metal bat, which was set up by Murasuke Taiki, collided with the baseball speeding from the pitcher's mound at home plate, making a violent noise.

The baseball was swept by Daiki Murasuke in the direction of the left field and went straight into the sky.

"Oh, it's not going to be a home run!" The narrator's voice was a little excited, "Oops! It landed, and it flew a little more than a home run, which is a pity. ”

Murasuke Taiki was running the base as he watched as the baseball that he had hit fell on the fence in the left field and then on the lawn in the left field.

With this hit, Tokiyokoku at first base ran to third base, and Daiki Murasuke ran to second base.

Looking at the situation on the field, Kanamori, the catcher of the Red Sea Osugada, frowned, and turned his head to look at the rest area of the Red Sea Osugada, where their supervisor, Wakabayashi Hongtai, was standing at the entrance of the rest area, and gave them a code.

After receiving instructions from the overseer, Kaneson turned his head to their ace, Kazuya Kazuya, and at the same time moved his body outwards a little, opening and setting up the ball cover.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Bad ball!"

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

"Good shot!"

Throwing a bad ball first and then throwing a good ball like a bad ball was indeed something that Kiyo Fujii didn't expect at first, and it was too late to swing the bat when he found out that it was a good ball. Takashi Fujii waved the bat in his hand and stood up again on the batting area in a posture waiting for the blow.

Kanamori, the catcher of the Red Sea Osugada, glanced at Takashi Fujii and gave a secret message to Kazuya Kazuya on the pitcher's hill.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.““

Takashi Fujii was not deceived by the bad ball thrown by Kazuya Recommenda, and then waved the bat in his hand.

"Fujii, see the right time before you make a move!" Hiroshi Ota shouted loudly while standing at the entrance to the rest area.

"Well chosen, Fujii."

"Look!"

"Fujii-senpai, come on."

Others are also cheering for Takashi Fujii.

"Whew!"

Facing the baseball galloping from the pitcher's mound, Takashi Fujii clenched the bat with both hands and swung it vigorously without hesitation.

"Ping!"

The baseball flying from the pitcher's mound flew backwards toward second base at a faster speed than it had come from in a violent collision with a metal bat.

"Second baseman, midfielder!"

Yamamoto, the second baseman of the Red Sea Okada, and Fujii, the middle fielder, responded to the sound, and the baseball flew over the second base and landed on the surface of the middle field, and then bounced on the surface before being caught by the wide ball cover of the middle and middle fielder Fujikawa who rushed over.

The two runners on the base started running the base again the moment Fujii hit the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound, and Dong Kiyokuni was already on the ground plate at this moment, and now it was too late to pass the baseball to the catcher and let him touch and kill Dong Kiyokoku.

"First base!"

In the shouting of the first baseman Ishiguro Falcon, the Chinese and foreign fielder Fujii threw the baseball in his hand to first base, but unfortunately Fujii Takashi took the lead in stepping on the first base bag and went to base safely.

“safe.“

After the third base trial signaled that it was safe to get on the base, Murasuke Taiki stepped on the base bag with his foot, and a few steps away from the third base, making a move to prepare to steal the base, after all, only a one-point gap is still not enough insurance.

"With the runner Dong Qingguo returning to home plate to score, the score between the two sides is now 3:4, and the situation on the field is two outs, and there are people on first and third base! Qingdao is now in a good situation! ”

Chris walked onto the field, bowed to the referee, and walked into the batting area with an uncharacteristically stubble posture.

For Chris's short play preview, Kanamori, the catcher of Red Sea Osugada, didn't care too much, and directly recommended Kazuya to their ace Tian Kazuya, after all, no matter whether Daiki Murasuke can return to home plate smoothly, as long as Chris fails to get on base, it will be three outs, and the offense and defense will be exchanged; Even if Daiki Murasuke has returned to home plate, he will not be able to score effectively

After Kazuya Kazuya waved his arm and threw the baseball in his hand, Chris suddenly changed the way he held the bat, aiming at the ball path and hitting the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound in the direction of the left field.

"Whew!"

"Ping!"

Chris knocked out a weak flying high flyball, the ball flew lightly in the air, the left fielder Fujikawa Kuanda of the Red Sea Sugata chased the ball forward, and the third baseman Shigematsu and the shortstop Michihara also ran over to help, and the baseball "banged" and landed on the lawn of the left field, rolling a few times before being caught by Fujikawa's wide ball cover.

When Daiki Murasuke was about to return to home plate to score with this hit, Fujikawa Kandai chose to pass the ball to second baseman Michihara, and then from Dohara to first baseman Ishiguro Hayabusa, and killed Takashi Fujii, who was rushing to second base, and won the last first outs in the bottom half of the eighth inning.

"Three outs, offense and defense exchange."

……

“Strike out.“

The referee signaled for the hitter of the Red Sea Osugata to be out.

"Three outs, it's game over!"

Red Sea Osugata Fujii waved his bat in annoyance, walked out of the batting area, lowered his head and cried quietly, the game was over, they lost......

This is the end of the Tokyo Metropolitan High School Wild Ball Tournament, and Seido High School won the Tokyo Metropolitan High School Wild Ball Tournament in the Autumn with a score of 3:4 over the Red Sea Osuda High School Wild Ball Tournament! After a lapse of six years, Qingdao High School once again got the quota to participate in the selection of colleges and universities for the wild ball conference! ”

"Oh! Oh! Oh!! ”

"We won!"

"The goal is national domination!"

On the field, the Qingdao team members had already rushed out of the rest area, gathered in the center of the arena and shouted loudly.

On the other side, the members of the Red Sea Osugata looked solemnly at the excited Seido people in the center of the arena.

After a brief period of excitement, the Seido crowd walked to the front of home plate with smiles on their faces and stood face to face with the players of the Red Sea Osugada.

Compared to the overflowing joy on the Qingdao side, there are many people in the Red Sea Sugata with red eyes.

Regarding the depression of the Red Sea Osugata players, everyone in the Qingdao Road can more or less understand each other's feelings, after all, in the previous five years, they were all the losers.

The Qingdao people restrained the smiles on their faces, bowed to each other seriously, and then stepped forward to shake hands with them one by one.