"Sawamura! Sawamura!!!"

"Akagi, long live!!!!"

Sawamura scored three strikes with a crushing stance, directly igniting the atmosphere of the scene to the apex. In particular, the brothers from the Chixin Brotherhood and the classmates who came to cheer from Akagi Middle School looked at Sawamura on the pitcher mound with admiration.

It seems that as long as he stands on Akagi's pitcher mound, he will give all those who support Akagi a sense of stability.

We will not lose!

Because we have Sawamura, Sawamura Eijun.

On the other side, in the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School.

Feng Xiang Long Yi stared at Ma Li, who had just returned to change his gloves, and asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

"So strong!"

Mari's voice was trembling. As a pitcher, he had never really served anyone in Nagano except Haruka Nanami. But I have to say, compared to Sawamura, his pitching is simply not good.

"Hey, did you admit defeat?"

Feng Xiang Long Yi asked calmly.

"I……"

As the team's ace pitcher, Mari certainly knew how to answer. As the saying goes, losers don't lose, so how can you be the ace in the team at this time?

He should answer confidently: "I won't lose!"

But Mari couldn't say that. The audience's eyes are not blind. Although the opponents are different, the gap between him and Sawamura is still clear at a glance.

Speaking of Mari, the fastest pitcher in Nagano, people would give him a thumbs up and think he is definitely a very good pitcher! But I'm afraid to compare everything. Compared with Sawamura, I always feel that Mari doesn't seem to be that strong.

Mari, of course, is aware of this.

"On the basis of the pitcher's strength, we can completely surrender."

Feng Xiang Long Yi said calmly.

coach?

Mali looked at Feng Xiang Long Yi in confusion, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. Could it be that his hesitant attitude made the coach unhappy.

"I'm very happy that you have such self-knowledge."

Fengxiang Longyi looked up at Mari: "It's not bad to have self-knowledge! However, your opponent is not Sawamura, but Akagi's line. It's our task to deal with Sawamura. You have the confidence to deal with Akagi's line. line?"

When asked this question, Fengxiang Longyi's eyes were sharp and scary.

Do you have the confidence to deal with Akagi's line?

As soon as this question came up, the faces of Fengxiang Ouichi and Sawamura kept appearing in Mari's mind. I have to admit, both of these guys are strong. But if they were really fighting against them as batters, Mari really wasn't ambiguous.

"Yes! I have!!!"

"Okay, just now the opponent's ace pitcher has shown his strength, and we must let the ace fight back. Let's pitch with the determination to get three strikeouts."

"Yes!"

In the first half of the second game, Akagi attacked.

Mari unceremoniously took three ups and threes from Akagi, stopping Akagi's line-up at the eighth.

His ball speed coupled with the superb defense of the Nagano Metropolitan fielders made Akagi's friends a little helpless.

In Akagi's cowshed.

Watching the game nervously, Wada whispered, "The opponent's pitcher is also very fierce!"

"Don't worry, ours are stronger!"

Sano carelessly touched his bald forehead.

Hetian glanced at it, and Sawamura, who was sitting on the lounge chair without saying a word, was inexplicably relieved.

Apparently, it seems that Akagi won't lose if it's simply a pitcher.

The two coaches were very confident in winning, but Sawamura, who had high hopes for them, was not as optimistic as they were.

The people of Nagano Metropolis, after falling behind, went through the devastation of their own pitching. If no one else said it, he thought that Mari would definitely be affected, but he couldn't see the pitch from Mari just now.

On the contrary, Mari's throw gave Sawamura a vague sense of danger. Of course, this is a feeling, and it sounds very mysterious. In short, Sawamura saw a very dangerous fighting spirit in Mari's ball.

Although the current Sawamura is only thirteen years old, when it comes to playing baseball, he is an uncompromising veteran. He knows all too well how tough it can be for a pitcher to show his fighting spirit on the pitch.

Next, I am afraid it will become very difficult to deal with Mari.

"Anyway, I have to score another point in the next blow."

In the second half of the second game, Nagano Metropolitan Middle School attacked.

Sawamura painted a gourd in the same way, and made the three batters from Nagano Metropolitan Middle School go up and down three times.

Except for the fourth bat, Tuhara's high-flying infield, the fifth and sixth rounds were all finished by strikeouts.

Sawamura stood before them like an invincible demon.

The game continued, and the final three rounds ended.

The score between the two sides is still 1:0. Except for the hits of Fengxiang Ouichi and Sawamura at the beginning, neither side scored any hits.

In the first half of the fourth round, Akagi attacked.

"The third stick, catcher, Fengxiang Aoyi!"

Seeing Fengxiang standing on the strike zone, the brothers of the Chixin Brotherhood stood up one by one to cheer him on.

"One more shot!"

"Destroy Nagano Metropolis completely!"

"Look at you, vice-captain!"

……

Feng Xiangao turned his head and glanced at the handsome middle-aged man in Nagano Metropolitan Bullpen.

"I will!"

I must defeat you in an upright manner.

On the pitcher mound, Mari's eyes were also full of fighting spirit.

In his mind he couldn't help recalling what the coach said just now.

"Originally, we thought about confronting Fengxiang head-on, and then we saw the opportunity to recommend Sawamura. If Fengxiang didn't go to base, we'd face Sawamura head-on. Akagi Middle School's lineup is dominated by these two people, as long as the connection between the two is cut off, Akagi's offense is half useless. If the attack is not smooth, it will definitely affect Akagi's defense. As long as their defense is affected, we can find opportunities to score."

"Of course this was our original plan, but unfortunately, this set of countermeasures can't be used now. Now that we are behind, the more this is the case, the more we can't back down. Let's fight them head-on. I believe in our trump card."

I believe in our ace!

This made Mari's excited eyes red. Originally, he never knew that their coaches trusted him so much.

"I must win!"

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball was thrown from Mari's hand like a laser beam.

On the strike zone, Feng Xiang's face was also terrifyingly cold. Facing this ball, he decisively swung his bat.

"Ping!"

When the bat and the baseball collided, it was like a shooting star falling to the ground, which made people tremble.

Then the baseball flew backwards at a faster speed.

At the level of Nagano's tate fielder, he didn't have time to react.

"Snapped!"

The baseball lands, bounces, and flies to the back of the field.

"The outside world!"

If this ball is not out of bounds, it will definitely be a super long hit.

"Hoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xiang Aoyi's face was as cold as a killer.

Tsuchihara on the catcher's position and Mari on the pitcher's mound faintly felt his scalp tingle.

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