"It's a slider! Super sharp change, the white ball seems to have been magical, and the beautiful refraction angle completely escapes the batter of the hitter, strikeout! ”

"This kind of slide, this angle, you will never be able to hit it."

"It's got to be a sliding ball with housekeeping skills."

"What nonsense, Si Jun's cookies are also very sharp, okay?"

"If you want me to say something......"

Just one goal once again ignited the enthusiasm of the whole game, and Hasuki Division, the strongest of the times, deserves to be it.

The three-batter Tanaka left the field in defeat, and when he left, he looked in the direction of the pitcher's mound with a shocked look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

And Hasuki Siku, who was on the pitcher's mound, didn't look at him, but just raised his chin slightly and looked at the four-stick batter monster Sushino who was dragging the bat with a solemn face.

Sa, after the warm-up, it's time to start the main dish.

Ace, this guy is not at the same level as the previous one, so you must be cautious. Let's go down for the first goal.

Hey, Harada-senpai is really cautious.

After a few seconds of staring at each other, the cast decided on the code, Hasuki Division's thigh was raised high, his right hand suddenly appeared, and the white ball instantly shot like light in the direction of home plate.

Straight ball!

The hitter Sushino's intuition sniffed the future of hitting, and in an instant, the bat swung violently, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Bang!"

But in the next moment, a louder roar sounded on the court than when he swung the bat, and the ball was unexpectedly fast and heavy.

“strike！”

"First, the first ball, a low straight ball from the outside corner, the ball speed reached 143km! The hitter swings the air! ”

Really, is this guy's straight ball so fast? Shu Ye in the beater's area looked at the white ball that fell from his hand with an ugly face.

"Oh oh oh oh oh, 143! 143！ ”

"It's really fake, if the straight ball is so fast, then how can others play."

"Is it a national second student of 143km? Hey, this guy is a monster. ”

"The strongest of the times, Hasuki Division!"

The spectators outside the court were amazed, and even Masako Harada, who was squatting at home plate, was shocked, because it was the first time he had received such a fast ball, and he still had a lot of stamina, and he felt like he wanted to escape his gloves at any time.

Ace, are you so enthusiastic on the first ball?

Hehe, in cooperation with Harada's senpai's last throw, I don't want to run into any work that was done by the two of us.

Why, don't the seniors like it?

Hehe, it was you who defeated me. So the next shot is here, you can do it, right?

Senior, can you please use an affirmative tone when communicating with me?

After the code exchange was completed, Hasuki immediately raised his left leg, and the right hand full of magic was also hidden in the neck, and the next moment the white ball suddenly shot out again.

"The second ball, the player threw it."

Shu Ye stared closely at the guy on the pitcher's mound, who was revered as a prodigy, trying to see his every move clearly.

Here it is, inside the corner!

The metal baseball in his hand slammed into the swing, and the black shadow swept at home base, forcing only the white light.

"Bang!"

“strike two！”

Unfortunately, only one ball away, the baseball grazed the bat and flew into the glove behind Shuno.

In the next second, the referee's loud voice sounded in his ears, followed by cheers from the audience.

"Oh oh oh

"This guy isn't human at all, is he?"

"Hasuki Division, this guy will definitely dominate the entire era."

"The straight ball with a high inside angle and a speed of up to 144 km/h make the hitter Sushino swing miss! Prodigy Renmuji faced the four-stick monster Sushino Daichi and completed the chase with only two straight balls! ”

The commentator's excited voice also spread throughout the stadium. All kinds of pressure also pressed the land of Shuye, who was standing alone in the strike zone, and sweat was pouring rain on his forehead.

However, he did not shake his confidence in hitting the ball, and looked at the proud figure on the pitcher's mound, and there seemed to be a fire in his eyes about to erupt.

I'm not as good as Hasuki Division, and Suno Daichi has known this way since before, but hasn't he been training day after day and year after year for the past three years just to defeat those who are stronger than him?

If people's eyes are always focused on those who are weaker than themselves, then how can they improve? And Hasunki Tsukasa, as the strongest player of his time, has always been the player he wants to beat the most, and now is the best moment for him to beat him.

What, you say that now you have been chased by his two good balls and have no way out? What are you kidding, baseball is not the kind of game that children play at home, the victory and defeat are completed in an instant. And his next blow will crush the spinal cord of this genius!

"Oh, Shuye Dadi, this guy is quite interesting, his eyes are not dead yet."

Hasuki Tsukasa on the pitcher's mound looked at the land of Shuye, who had been staring at him viciously at home base, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

That's right, that's how baseball should be played, and how boring I would be if you were to be beaten down by me all at once.

The state of selflessness of the land of Suno was also noticed by Masako Harada, who was squatting beside him. His face couldn't help but become solemn, and he made a secret call at Lianmusi.

This guy's inside corner straight ball just now was only touched a little, so the next ball must definitely be shot carefully. Ace, let's have a curveball that slides down from the outside corner, it doesn't matter if the ball is not good, use this ball to pull out space, then it will be better to solve him later.

So Harada's predecessors were really a little too careful with the ball, and now he's the one who is cornered.

Looking at the code that Harada Masashi compared, Hasuki Tsukasa shook his head for the first time to refuse, and then compared the code he thought was the most suitable.

Masako Harada was also shocked when he saw it, and then nodded helplessly. There's no way, who calls their juniors so powerful and so strong?

In that case, you have to press the ball down a little bit, because you don't seem to have fully mastered the ball.

Ah, I'm definitely going to vote. On the contrary, it is Harada-senpai, so don't miss it.

If I miss it, I'll apologize, Masako Harada has a serious expression.

Haha, that's not it, when the time comes, Harada-senpai, you can wash my clothes for an extra month.

"Yo Xi, after the exchange between the shots, Hasuki is finally about to throw his third ball."

Phew, hoo, come on, Hasuki Tsukasa I'm definitely going to hit this ball. Shu Yedachi, who was standing in the thug area, held his breath, his whole body was tense, and he was ready to swing that winning stick.

The left leg strode to the ground, and the right hand suddenly appeared in front of him again, and the white ball was like an arrow, straight to home plate.

Shuye, who opened the facial features of the whole body to the maximum, saw this ball clearly.

Here, straight ball, it's really arrogant, I actually threw three straight balls in a row in the face of four sticks. But that's exactly what I want, if a genius like you isn't arrogant, how can a mortal like me defeat you! I hit a straight ball that landed on the bottom of the nine-square grid.

As if he had already knocked the baseball out, Suno Daichi's face was already showing joy, and his big mouth was about to grin.

However, I believe that the collision between the power and the power of the blow did not appear, and there was only a sense of powerlessness of my own bat cutting through the air. The smile that was supposed to spread on his face came to an abrupt end.

"Bang!"

“strike！”

“batter out！”

Hehe, Shuno-san, if you want to hit my ball, you're still far away.

The pitcher's mound looked at the picture exactly as he had in mind, and the corners of Hasuki's mouth rose slightly.

The breeze was gentle, blowing the boy's somewhat loose baseball uniform, and the scorching sun shone on the back of the boy, and the number of the unit was particularly dazzling.