"Whew!"

"Boom!"

"Smack!"

“out！”

"The sudden blow of the five-stick Yuki scooped up the white ball high, but it's a pity that this ball is within the range of the defense, and this game is a spring day and a high school survives, and Qingdao High School returns in vain."

"Looks like the game won't end so soon."

Looking at the spring who was trotting all the way and smiling on his face, Hasuki smiled after putting his hat on his head.

"Kasugaichi is also a veteran team in East Tokyo, and besides, they have reached the quarterfinals, so you don't want to take it lightly."

Senior Chris, who walked out of the bench with him, patted him on the shoulder and reminded him, although Hasuki nodded knowingly, his eyes were still contemptuous when he looked in the direction of third base.

"Four-batter, third baseman Dongyue-kun."

Under the announcer's nice voice, the four sticks of Kasuhiichi slowly walked up to the thug area, looking at Hasuki Si's eyes full of fear.

Hasumu Division, a super genius player in the first grade, only lost one point in the first seven games of the previous game with that emperor.

However, I heard that it was only in the case of four consecutive escorts to the opponent!

Thinking of this, Dongyue's face was full of fortitude, and she also clutched the bat with both hands.

Feeling the unyielding eyes of the beater, Hasumu Si chuckled at the corner of his mouth and raised his right hand.

Looking at the eyes of the seniors is like saying, you are four sticks. But—

"Whew!"

The first goal is actively attacked, and this kid must not be given the first opportunity. Looking at the incoming ball, the four sticks Dongyue waved the bat in his hand with determination.

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

“strike！”

- Four sticks and four sticks are not the same!

[nice ball, here for the next ball.] 】

In the face of the first goal, Chris seniors quickly compared the code of the second goal. Hasuki nodded in understanding, waved his right arm violently, and the second ball arrived as scheduled.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

“foul！”

[Let's put the finishing touches on it, you don't need a bad ball, right!] 】

Without giving the opponent the slightest chance to beg for mercy and respite, Qingdao's current brain quickly issued instructions.

Looking at the code of the last ball, the corners of Lianmuji's mouth not only sneered. The right arm that heated the court with every swing was raised again, and the moment the left leg touched the ground, white light appeared.

I've heard you're very good at playing outside corners.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

Let's take a look!

“strike！ batter out！ ”

Three balls and three strikeouts! The moment of the four-stick defeat also ignited the audience. Under the roar of the sky, the yellow ocean that belongs to the youthful atmosphere is the most dazzling.

"Yikes! It's so handsome, Ace! ”

"Hey, you're going to have to leave your saliva out. Also, don't just look at people, take photos too. ”

In the press box, Editor-in-Chief Feng watched Owada Akiko, who was about to flow out, quietly walked to the side and reminded in a low voice.

"Hehe, of course, I'll take pictures of all of Ace's expressions."

After reaching out and wiping the saliva on his lips, Owada's eyes were red, and he stared closely in the direction of Hasuki Division, so frightened that Editor-in-Chief Feng stepped back again.

[I haven't eaten a few bites of the big meal before I went down, Chris senior. 】

[Hehe, isn't there still two small stir-fries? 】

After three strikes and four sticks, Hasuki Tsukasa and Chris seniors exchanged smiles.

In the face of the next five and six, Hasuki continued to fire at full power, and Gao Wei's ball speed was interspersed with strange changing balls, and he easily won the two.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

“strike！ batter out！ ”

"The last hit of the inside corner low straight ball, the six-batter did not swing the bat, and the strikeouts were out! Following the perfect performance in the first inning, the first-year genius Hasuki Tsukasa still blocked all the hitters at first base, and this game Seido High School was still three up and three down! ”

"Ha, continue to go up and down three times, it's really yours, Lianmu!"

"Niec Ball, wouldn't we be jerks at all if we went on like this!"

"Hmm... I still need you when it's time to strike, Akishima-senpai. ”

"Bastard!"

Listening to the complaints of his predecessors, Hasuki Si responded with a smile after thinking about it.

Akishima-senpai, who had just been solved not long ago, instantly turned black and looked like he was going to eat a child, so frightened that Hasuki Tsukasa hurriedly sped up his pace and ran back.

In the second half of the second game, under the influence of Hasuki Division's excellent pitching, the lower line from the predecessor of the six sticks Masuko played abnormally, and directly gave the opponent a three-up and three-down.

"Hey, it's really fake, I'm going to hit a home run."

Hasuki Tsukasa, who had just walked back to the bench from the thug preparation area, said with a smile as he took off his protective gear.

As the parties to the matter, Masuko, Ohno, and Qingdi seniors were ashamed and silent. Only our hero, Comrade Dongqingguo, stood up and fought against the dictatorship of Hasuki Division.

"Lianmu, you guy dare to talk to his seniors like this!"

"Wrong, wrong, I'll pitch later, Dongsang."

Hasuki himself, who was directly captured by this flexible fat man, instantly slapped the ground and begged for mercy, and the expressions on the faces of Masuko's seniors also improved a lot.

"So, let's give each other a big salute in return, seniors."

Hasumu Si, who had just broken free from the hands of the Higashi seniors, stood up and patted the ashes on his hands, and then smiled at the Masuko seniors.

"Oh!"

In the first half of the third game, he faced Kasuga's high school line from seven sticks. Hasuki took a missed shot at the beginning of the inning and sent the opponent to first base.

However, under the stimulation of someone on the first base, Hasumu Division's originally smiling face instantly became a facial expression again, and the follow-up beaters could only look at the unreachable first base bag and secretly resent.

"Whew!"

"Steal the base!"

"Bang!"

“strike two！”

Looking coldly at the batter in front of him, Hasuki was indifferent to the runner behind him who had already managed to steal second base and was ready to move.

If he wants to steal, let him steal, and I'll see how he can run from third base to first base!

The wind and snow drifted in his eyes, and the right arm representing despair was raised high again, and the moment the arm whip was thrown high, the fingertips burst into light.

"Whew!"

The seven-stick runner who was staring at Hasuki Division's every move saw the moment the white ball was thrown, and his body instantly activated, and he was delusional and estimated to repeat it.

"Steal the base!"

"Huh!"

In the beater's area, the batter who has been cornered can only grit his teeth and wave the bat in his hand.

On the pitcher's mound, the corner of Hasumuji's mouth, who was paying attention to the movements of the two, sneered even more.

Hit and run? You have to hit it, too!

"Bang!"

“strike！ batter out！ ”

"Three balls and three strikeouts! The unparalleled genius on the court will never allow the opponent to cross the thunder pool, and the prodigy Renmu Tsukasa continues to suppress the teenagers of Kasugaichi with his pitching! ”

Under the shouts of the commentator, the back number 20, like a boy who came out of a comic, shines on the court at this moment.

Behind him was the already loud auditorium.

"Oh oh oh!"