Tetsuya Yuuki clenched the bat with both hands and spun it twice in front of him before setting it up and waiting for the blow.

Catcher Eisei Shirakawa and pitcher Yuki Saito looked at each other, took a step inward, and placed the ball case close to the hitter's thigh.

After doing all of the above, Shirakawa got up to observe the situation on the field, and confirmed the code with the infielders such as second base, third base, and shortfielders; Yuki Saito walked over to the magnesium powder bag, bent down and reached out to grab the magnesium powder bag on the ground and pinched it, then released his palm and let the magnesium powder bag fall back to the sand; Tetsuya Yuuki looked down at the ground in the hitting area, stepped out of the hitting area, and then moved his legs again before re-entering the hitting area and standing.

"Whew!"

Yuki Saito nodded, stepped up with his legs, and swung his arm to throw a curveball that fell diagonally from the outside corner to the low inside corner.

"Porphyry!"

Eisei Shirakawa quickly moved down to catch the baseball that flew from the pitcher's mound and went low.

“ball.“

Yuki Saito's swing of his arm from the pitcher's mound caused the baseball to fall out of the hit zone just as it hit home plate, and then caught in the catcher's sleeve at the bottom of the hitter's knee.

Shirakawa raised his hand to flick the baseball back to Yuki Saito, and Tetsuya Yuuki swung his bat, put his hand on the top of the cap to straighten it, and then re-posed to wait for the blow.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“ball.“

Yuki Saito threw a low ball in the outside corner that almost hit the sand, and Shirakawa Eisei also moved the ball down to the ground to catch the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound.

Yuki Saito raised his hand to catch the baseball passed back by the catcher, and Tetsuya Yuki waved the bat in his hand and made another gesture of waiting for the blow.

"Whew!"

After pretending to pitch the ball, Yuki Saito waved the ball at third base in an attempt to knock out the runner at third base.

"Smack!"

“safe.“

Unfortunately, when third baseman Ryumi Koyanagi received a pass from the pitcher, runner Jun Izashaki just reached out and flew back to third base.

With a smile on his face, Izaki Jun reached for his belt as he stared at the pitcher's mound and home plate with a fighting spirit, waiting for an opportunity.

Tetsuya Yuuki raised his hand to straighten his batting cap, then waved it with his right hand and then re-assumed a posture waiting for the blow.

"Whew!"

Yuki Saito threw a low ball from the inside corner, and Tetsuya Yuuki straightened his legs and kicked backwards to avoid the baseball that was heading straight at his knee.

"Smack!"

Shirakawa Ei-sung side-opened his sleeve to block the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound, and the flying baseball fell to the right after hitting the catcher's open sleeve.

“Nice pitch.“

Even if the catcher doesn't catch the baseball thrown by the pitcher, and the catch occurs, the referee still judges the ball as good.

Eisei Shirakawa picked up the baseball on the ground, got up and threw it back to Yuki Saito.

Tetsuya Yuuki lowered his head and leveled the ground in the hitting area with his feet, then swung his bat, lifted it up and waited for the blow.

"Whew!"

Yuki Saito stepped forward with his leg and swung his arm to throw a curveball that dropped diagonally from the center of the outside corner to the low position of the infield.

"Bang!"

Because the hitter Tetsuya Yuuki did not swing the baton to strike, so that Shirakawa Eisei opened the ball cover and successfully caught the flying baseball into it.

“ball.“

Yuki Saito waved his arm and threw the curved ball because of the large fall, and was once again judged bad by the referee.

Yuki Saito opened his case to catch the baseball that the catcher passed back to him, bent down and pinched the magnesium powder bag next to him, and then after a big gasp, he nodded to Shirakawa Eisei after calming his breath.

Shirakawa got up and walked to the left zone and crouched down, spreading his case and waiting for the pitcher to deliver.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

Shirakawa Eisei's open sleeve was just enough to catch the low-lying ball thrown by Yuki Saito, although it was only a little bit before the catcher's baseball was squeezed out of the sleeve.

“Nice pitch.“ The referee holds his left hand flat on his chest near his abdomen, raises his right hand and considers the pitcher's throw to be a good shot.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! ”

"Senior Saito, you must strike out the beater!"

"Rice field industry, win!"

When the three bad balls were just now, it was Qingdao's support group shouting and cheering loudly, and now it is the turn of Daocheng Industry's support group to cheer and shout!

After the timeout he requested from the referee, Yuki Saito took a few deep breaths and exhaled slowly, licked his lips, and then raised his leg as the catcher asked, flicked his arm and threw the baseball in his palm.

"Whew!"

Yuki Saito swings his arm and throws a curveball that moves diagonally from the high position area of the outside corner (not the good ball area) to the middle position area of the inside corner.

"Bang!"

Eisei Shirakawa opened his case and caught the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound near the hitter's belly.

“Nice pitch.“

The referee raised his left hand and raised his right hand to determine the ball thrown by Yuki Saito as a good ball.

“Strike out.“

Tetsuya Yuuki ran back to the rest area on the first base side with his bat in his right hand and head down after he was knocked out by the pitcher.

"In the first half of the ninth inning, the attack of Qingdao High School, four bats, third baseman, Dongjun."

Dong Qingguo walked to the batting area amid the sound of the announcement, and after simply waving the bat in his hand twice, he directly assumed a posture of waiting for the blow.

Yuki Saito licked his lips, ignoring the growing sweat on his cheeks, stared at the Qingdao hitter Higashi Kiyokuni in the batting area, and then followed the catcher's signal to raise his leg and step, flick his arm and fly the baseball in his hand towards home plate.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

Dong Kiyokooki faced the ball thrown by Yuki Saito with his arm and threw the ball in the low outside corner of the outside, and swung the bat in his hand vigorously.

"Bang!"

Shirakawa Eisei moved down to grab a baseball thrown by Yuki Saito on the pitcher's mound, and the hitter Higashi Kiyokuni swung the bat.

"Whew!"

Yuki Saito stepped up his leg and followed the catcher's signal to him and swung his arm to throw a ball into the middle corner.

"Smack!"

Yuki Saito's pitch count had already exceeded 100 in the fifth inning, and in this last game, due to the large consumption of physical strength, his ball control had a very big problem: not to mention throwing a baseball that flew close to the waist and abdomen of the hitter, catcher Shirakawa Eisei did not expect the pitcher's ball control to become so poor that he had no time to react, let alone move the ball cover to block the baseball that was about to fly behind him.

"Quick!" Higashiki waved his hand as he stepped back, telling Jun Izashaki, a runner at third base, to run back to home plate as soon as possible.

"I'm coming!"

Under the command of his senior Higashi Senpai, who he admires, Jun Izashaki shouts while sprinting back to home plate quickly.

“Yes!“

After Swiping over home plate, Jun Izashaki immediately jumped up and stretched out his right hand to "Come on!" The whole person seemed very excited.