"Bang!"

Before the hitter could react and swing the bat, Chris opened his case and caught the baseball that Yagami threw in this direction.

“good shot.“

As the officiator raised his right hand to make a decision, Chris got up and took the baseball out of his sleeve and threw his right hand back to the pitcher.

Yuki Oe, a Fukui businessman, turned his head to look at the rest area behind him, then swung his bat vigorously with his left hand, and then cast his gaze on pitcher Yagami while holding the bat high and waiting for his pitch.

"Whew!"

Yagami swings his arm towards home plate and throws a curveball that falls diagonally down to the low outside corner of the non-good zone at a speed of 120km/h.

"Bang!"

Chris spread out his sleeve and when the player stopped to swing his bat, he grabbed the unsatisfactory diagonal curveball in the low corner of the outside corner.

“bad shot.“

Chris proceeded to take the baseball out of his case, wiped it on his pant leg, and raised his right hand to toss it back to Yagami as the hitter next to him turned his head to look at the rest area on the third base.

Yagami bent slightly to Chris, who was kneeling behind home plate, and nodded twice in apology before reaching out to catch the baseball he passed back to him.

Yuki Oe stood on the batting area and twisted his upper body a few times, held the bat with both hands and waved it, then raised it up again, and turned his head to look in the direction of the pitcher's mound.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Ping!"

Yagami Yagami threw a straight ball high in the middle of the home plate, but it was blocked by the bat wielded by Yuki Oe, and then in the fierce collision, the baseball, which was originally traveling at 140 km/h, bounced backwards.

"Out of bounds!"

The baseball hit by the batter's swing quickly flew off the sideline of the infield, and then began to lose height when it reached the spectators on the first base side, and eventually fell down.

Yuki Oe glanced behind him with the bat in his right hand, then swept the ground with his right foot, then raised the bat up again and looked at pitcher Yagami on the pitcher's mound.

"Whew!"

Yagami continued to throw a straight ball into home plate, which was 142 km/h slightly faster than the previous one.

"Huh!"

Yuki Oe swept the bat out vigorously as he aimed at the baseball thrown by the pitcher.

"Ping!"

The baseball, which was rushing from the pitcher's mound, collided violently with the bats swung by the hitter, and was sent flying high and towards the side of the catcher and the referee.

"Out of bounds!"

Because of the speed at which the baseball was falling, Chris glanced behind him and then looked back and did not try to catch the high-flying throw-in.

Yagami opened his case to catch the baseball passed to him by the referee, turned around and bent down to pinch the magnesium powder bag in front of him, took the baseball from the case with his left hand, turned it back, and re-established himself on the pitcher's board.

He hid his left hand in the ball sleeve of his right hand and placed it in front of his chest, and after nodding his head at the code that Chris came out, he stepped forward, stretched his left hand back, and then raised it upwards and threw the baseball in his hand towards home plate.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

Faced with the pitcher's pitch landing the baseball diagonally down from the middle of the non-good zone, Yuki Oe aimed his bat at the low position in the outside corner and swung it over.

What he didn't expect was that the pitcher threw not an ordinary curveball but a falling curveball, and the large drop of the baseball in front of the bat directly made him swing the bat miss.

"Bang!"

Chris moved the catcher case underneath the low post area in the outside corner and opened the cover to grab the baseball with a speed of 124 km/h.

“Strike out.“

After the presiding judge raised his right hand to make the decision, hitter Yuki Oe left home plate with a bat in his left hand and trotted back to the rest area on the third base.

"In the second half of the third inning, the attack of Fukui Shogao, nine bats, second baseman, An Sun Zijun."

An Sun Zixiang walked into the right hitting area and stood still in the broadcast, and after waving the bat with both hands in the grip position, he directly held it up vertically, and turned his head to look at the pitcher Yagami on the pitcher's mound.

"Whew!"

Yagami followed the catcher's code, stepped forward with his leg raised, swung out his raised left hand, and threw a straight ball high into the home plate.

"Huh!"

Judge or guess, or just pure luck, after intuition that the pitcher would throw a high ball in the inside corner, he swung the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

The baseball, which was speeding out of the pitcher's mound at a speed of 146 km/h, was hit by the batter's bat, and flew directly over the pitcher's mound towards second base.

"Smack!"

After flying above the unguarded second base, it began to lose altitude, and finally smashed down on the lawn of the outer field, rolling deep into the middle field.

“safe.“

By the time the fieldfielder Murasuke Taiki ran out of the depths of the field, squatted and reached out to pick up the rolling baseball, runner An Sun Zixiang had already stepped over the first base.

After seeing that the baseball he had hit had been picked up by the Qingdao defenders, he took off the gauntlet at his elbow and stood on the first base, then handed it to the player who came to pick up the things along with the batting gloves in his hand.

"In the second half of the third inning, Fukui Shogao's attack, a stick, left fielder, Shoji-kun."

When hitter Shoji Kiyin stood on the left batting area, holding the bat in both hands and leaning on his left shoulder, turning his head to look at him, Yagami Yagami did not choose to pitch to home plate, but suddenly turned around and threw the baseball in his hand to first base.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

Runner An Sun Zixiang, who was standing two or three steps away from the base pack, with his hands on his knees, watching the situation of home plate and the pitcher's mound, saw this and hurriedly rushed back to the base, and when first baseman Tetsuya Yuki caught the pitcher's pass with the ball cover, he just touched the base bag of the first base with his right hand to avoid being touched by him.

"Whew!"

When the batter Shoji Takayin re-erected the bat and turned his head to look at him, Yagami Yagami threw a slider ball that moved laterally from the beater's abdomen to the outside corner of the non-good ball area at a speed of 137 km/h.

"Bang!"

Chris opened the ball sleeve vertically, and the baseball, which was displaced laterally behind home plate, rushed into the ball sleeve that Chris had just opened.

“bad shot.“

After waving the bat twice with his left hand, he watched the Qingdao catcher in front of him stand up, take out the baseball from the ball sleeve and throw it back to the pitcher.

After raising his right hand and turning twice in front of him, he turned his gaze to the pitcher again, grabbed the bat with both hands and leaned on his left shoulder, and then raised it high again.

"Whew!"

The baseball that Yagami threw began to slide diagonally as it flew in front of the hitter's abdomen.

"Huh!"

The pitcher's pitcher's 117 km/h pitch still allowed Shoji to swing the baseball to the low edge of the outside corner and sweep diagonally over the falling baseball, like two worlds that will never intertwine.

"Bang!".

Chris was already touching the ground when he opened his sleeve downward to catch the baseball that was falling diagonally, but he still caught the pitcher's pitched baseball.

“Strike.“ The referee raised his right hand to signal that the hitter had missed the ball.