After the referee announced the start of the game, Jinguji took a look at Shimiya Shirai, a batter from Yokohama who was standing on the batting area, raised his leg and waved his arm, and threw the baseball in his palm.

"Whew!"

The baseball flew off the pitcher's mound and sprinted towards home plate.

"Huh!"

Shirai looked at the baseball speeding from the pitcher's mound, stepped forward, twisted his waist and abdomen, and vigorously waved the metal bat in his hand.

"Bang!"

The baseball that came from pitcher Mound took a step forward with a metal bat swung by Shirai Shirai, passed through the area above home plate, and fell into the ball cover of catcher Kentaro Matsuda, who was crouching behind.

“Strike.“

Shirai regained his footing in the batting area, waved the bat in his hand and made a gesture of waiting for the strike.

"Whew!"

The second ball flew towards the inside corner.

"Huh!"

Shirai still did not hesitate at all, and vigorously waved the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

Missed the center of the ball, making Shirai Shimi's brows furrow.

After being hit by Shirai, the flying baseball flew in the direction of first base and landed outside the touchline of first base.

"Out of bounds!"

In terms of ball control, he is not much worse than Ken Kawakaku, but in terms of ball speed, ball power and ball tail, he is about the same as Nishijima, so it is not too difficult to overcome him.

Shirai moved his fingers gripping the bat, then re-grasped the bat and held it high.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

The baseball, which was speeding from the pitcher's mound, was once again swept off the sideline of first base by Shirai, bounced a few times, and rolled away.

Jinguji caught the baseball thrown by the referee, and according to the code that Kentaro Matsuda compared to him, he waved his arm and threw the baseball in his palm.

"Whew!"

It's still a fast straight ball that flies close to the inside corner.

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

The baseball, which was speeding again on the pitcher's mound, dodged Shirai's swept metal bat and fell into Kentaro Matsuda's open sleeve.

"Three misses, out."

Shirai, who was knocked out by the pitcher, took a look at the pitcher's hill and took the baseball thrown by Kentaro Matsuda, and grabbed the bat and exited the batting area.

Takumi Takahama, a second-year Yokohama second baseman, also walked onto the field, and when he and his senior Shirai Shimi, he staggered past him, and asked him, "Senior, how is the pitching level of Seido aces?" ”

"Accurate on the ball, otherwise similar to Nishijima." Shirai Shimi directly gave the information he had just gotten.

Takahama also nodded, trotted all the way to the batting area with his bat, waved the bat, and after standing on the batting area, he turned his head to look at the ace of Qingdao on the pitcher's mound.

Let me show you how good you can pitch! Takuya Takahama thought as he held his bat high.

Seichi's throwing and catching duo Jingu Teriichi and Kentaro Matsuda were not polite to him, and directly used a lob to trick Takahama Takuya's swing, and then took it out.

The Yokohama triatin in the back is their third baseman, Furujo Chiin, who is a hitter with both power and speed.

In the face of such a beater, Kentaro Matsuda was much more cautious, trying to ask for a bad ball first to see if he could trick the beater's swing.

For the bad ball that Yin Xian did not throw into the good ball area, Gucheng Zhiyin was not fooled, and watched the baseball gallop past in front of his eyes.

Seeing that he couldn't deceive the ancient city Chiyin's swing, Kentaro Matsuda immediately gave up the idea of using a bad ball to lure him to swing the stick.

The second ball, thrown here.

Jinguji looked at Kentaro Matsuda's code and nodded, and threw the baseball in his hand.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

The ancient city of Zhiyin, who had failed to swing the bat, stood up again in the batting area, swung the bat, and held the bat up shorter.

"Whew!"

Jinguji threw a baseball in his hand with a wave of his arm.

"Huh!"

The bat that the ancient city Zhiyin swept past swept out an afterimage above the home plate.

"Ping!"

The baseball that came from the pitcher's mound was kicked high by him.

"Third baseman!"

Kotaro Tojima, the third baseman of Seido, looked up at the spot where the baseball flew and chased it, but the baseball flew too far and landed outside the bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

After Kentaro Matsuda squatted again, he made a code gesture towards Jinguji.

"Whew!"

The ancient city Zhiyin still did not hesitate to swing the bat vigorously.

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

The baseball flew backwards in the direction of third base again.

"Out of bounds!"

It was another throw-in, Gucheng Zhiyin waved the bat in his hand vigorously, and once again made a gesture waiting for the blow.

Kentaro Matsuda, the catcher of Qingdao, watched the ancient city Chiyin hold a short bat, squatted down and made a new code to Jinguji.

"Whew!"

Straight ball matchup? I don't believe it!

Gucheng Zhiyin immediately changed his grip, held the long bat as far down as possible, and stepped forward, waved his arms, and fished out the bat in his hand downward.

"Huh!"

The baseball, which had reached home plate, suddenly fell diagonally toward the outside corner and was hit by the swept bat.

"Ping!"

After the baseball was hit by the ancient city Zhiyin, it flew out in the direction of the right field and flew straight into the sky.

Gurushi immediately dropped his bat and started running base, and Kiki Fujii, the right fielder of Semichi, put the baseball in his sleeve as soon as it hit the ground, and turned his head to pass it to first base.

"Boom!"

Qingdao's first baseman, Dong Qingguo, stepped on the base bag with one foot and stretched out the ball cover to receive the pass from Fujii Gui, but unfortunately the ancient city Zhiyin successfully slid the base first.

“Safe.“

"Next is Yokohama's center line, do you have a grip?" Kentaro Matsuda, who ran up the pitcher's mound, asked Jingujiichi.

"Don't worry, I'm in good shape." As soon as Jinguji finished speaking, he asked Kentaro Matsuda to leave the pitcher mound and return to the back of home plate.

Jinguji bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag at his feet, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his cheeks with his sleeve, and then stood up straight to look at Yokohama Shibashi next to home plate.

Almost at the same time, Yokohama, who was standing in the batting area, looked up at the ace of Seongdo on the pitcher's mound, and both sides looked at each other's determination and will.

According to the code given to him by Kentaro Matsuda, Jinguji shook his arm and threw the baseball in his palm.

"Whew!"

The white baseball shot straight out of the pitcher's mound and whistled towards home plate.

Yokohama made a decisive choice to shoot at it, and his powerful arms shook the metal bat in his hand, sweeping a gust of wind pressure above the home plate.

"Huh!"

However, the baseball that was speeding from the pitcher's mound reached the top of home plate, and the change in its downward slope caused the baseball to disappear in front of the swung bat.

"Bang!"

“Strike.“

Shimizu Ryuang glanced at the Qingdao catcher Kentaro Matsuda catching a baseball flying from the pitcher's mound in the low post area of the inside corner, and then came to the gloom, and the Qingdao ace Jinguji threw a stretch ball.

Shimizu Ryu Ang turned his head again to look at the ace of Qingdao on the pitcher's mound, only to see him take the baseball that Kentaro Matsuda passed to him, turn his back to his back, and look towards home plate.

Soon, Jinguji waved his arm and threw the next ball that flew from the pitcher's hill.

"Whew!"