"Whew!"

The third ball thrown by Yuki Saito with a wave of his arm was a fast straight ball in the middle of the outside corner, and Dong Kiyokuni did not hesitate to swing the metal bat in his hand. As for why Yuki Saito threw such a good shot, it was not a question for him to consider.

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

At the moment when the bat hit the baseball, Dong Qingguo knew that he didn't play this ball well, and the baseball that was knocked away by him flew directly out of the sideline of the first base as he expected.

Dong Kiyokuni turned his head to look at the rest area, and after receiving instructions from Superintendent Kataoka, he took an extra step forward, raised his bat again, and made a gesture of waiting for the blow.

"Whew!"

Soon the fourth-pitch double he threw flew from the pitcher's mound, and Dong Qingguo looked at the bad ball aimed at the middle but was obviously high, standing motionless, letting the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound whizz in front of his eyes.

“ball.“

Shirakawa Eisei got up and took out the baseball from his sleeve and passed it back to Yuki Saito on the pitcher's mound, and after squatting again, he made a downward gesture before giving him a new code.

Yuki Saito, who was standing on the pitcher's mound, nodded, and his right hand, hidden in the ball cover, adjusted the grip according to the catcher's request, and then raised his leg and stepped forward, waving his arm to throw the baseball in his palm.

Dong Qingguo stared at the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound, another outside corner kick, and then vigorously swung the metal bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

Even though he didn't hit the center of the ball, he was still knocked out by Dongqingguo by relying on his brute force to knock the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound.

"Shortstop, left fielder!" Shirakawa Young-sung immediately stood up and shouted at his teammates in front of him.

Dong Qingguo immediately dropped the bat in his hand and started to run the base, and Fujii Takashi at third base was also rushing back to the home plate.

“safe.“

After the success of the sliding base, Dong Qingguo laughed and began to take off the protective gear on his body; On the other side, Takashi Fujii, who had just run back to home plate, picked up the bat that Higashi Kiyokuni had dropped, and as soon as he walked off the field, he met Murasuke Taiki, who was about to hit the field, and high-fived him again, before trotting all the way to the rest area.

Superintendent Kataoka looked at the teenager who came back from the field with relief, and in the past two years, Fujii Taka's hard work and growth have brought countless amazing performances to everyone.

Takashi Fujii, like Tetsuya Yuuki, who is a year below him, doesn't have the remarkable talent of Tokiyokuni or Daiki Mumurasuke, but as he said in the first grade, hard work doesn't lie.

Takashi Fujii and Tetsuya Yuki are both geniuses who work hard to the extreme.

……

"Catch! Nakatsu Kaisuke Kawanishi successfully caught the high flying ball, and Inagi got the last number of outs in the sixth game, and the current score is 4:6, and Aodo is temporarily ahead. ”

"Okay, don't think about the previous table anymore, let's defend well."

"Yes!" After Qingdao shouted peace, he trotted into the arena and went to his own station.

"Senior, I'm not going to drop any more points, if I can, I'll only let them go to first base at most." Before walking up to the pitcher's mound, Yagami said this to Kentaro Matsuda.

"I know that your kid is not too ambitious." Kentaro Matsuda raised his hand with a ball sleeve and patted Yagami on the shoulder: "Supporting the idea of pitching is a catcher's job, and although I am not as good as Chris, I will still try to do it at this point." ”

"Please, senior." After Yagami finished speaking, he trotted up to the pitcher's mound, first leveled the uneven ground with his shoes and stepped on it hard, before looking up at home plate.

Matsuda squatted down and made a gesture to him, and then placed the ball cover in the center.

After a few practice pitches, the referee signaled to them that the game had begun.

Looking at the code that Matsuda senior compared, Yagami Ye nodded, turned the baseball in the palm of his hand with his left hand behind his back, then raised his arm, stepped forward with his right leg, twisted his waist, and shook his arm.

"Whew!"

The baseball shot like a white light on the pitcher's mound and headed straight for home plate.

"Bang!"

Before Hidein Yoshizawa, a seven-bat hitter at Inagi Industries, could react, the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound sprinted through the home plate area and into the open sleeve of catcher Kentaro Matsuda, making a bang.

"Whew!"

Once again, the baseball was on the pitcher's mound and headed straight for home plate.

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

"Out of bounds!"

Yoshizawa swept the flying baseball beyond the touchline of first base, took two heavy steps in place before regaining his feet, and turned to look at Yagami on the pitcher's mound.

It's already the first half of the seventh inning, and because Qingdao changed the pitcher in the sixth inning, the new Yagami Yagami looks like he's going to be conquered by the seniors even in the last inning, but there are still no big flaws in the actual duel that he can target. It can be said that it is much more difficult to complete the defeat of Yagami in a limited two or three rounds than they had imagined during the previous meeting and discussion.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

It was another throw-in, and Yoshizawa tapped the brim of his hat with his bat.

Calm down, calm down, I also played a fast ball with a speed of 150km/h when I was training, and I had to watch it before swinging the bat.

After standing on the batting area, Yoshizawa raised his bat and made another gesture of waiting for the blow.

On the pitcher's mound, Yagami Yagami turned the baseball in his palm with his left hand behind his back, and looked at the rice field industrial hitter in the hitting area with his eyes, and after seeing the code given by Matsuda senior, he nodded, and his left hand quickly turned the baseball a few times before holding it tightly, raising his arm, twisting his waist, stepping forward, and throwing the baseball in his palm.

"Whew!"

The baseball sped from the pitcher's mound again, and Hidein Yoshizawa watched the baseball fly from the pitcher's mound and waved his arms with all his might, bringing out a burst of air breaking sound and sweeping past the home plate.

"Huh!"

However, it wasn't until the metal bat in Hidein Yoshizawa's hand swung across home plate that the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound flew into home plate and then burrowed into Kentaro Matsuda's open ball cover.

"Bang."

“Strike out.“。

The referee raised his right hand and signaled for the hitter to be out.

Was it a speedball? In desperation, Yoshizawa Shuin turned around and left the batting area with his bat, walked to the rest area of Inagi Industrial, and staggered past Shirakawa senior, who was about to hit the game, and talked about how he felt when facing Yagami's pitch, who raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and then walked towards the batting area next to home plate.