v2 Chapter 45： :break out

in the stands.

Several people came to observe Akagi's opponent, and after seeing Sawamura returning to home plate smoothly, his heart subconsciously tightened.

"This team's tactical execution ability is surprisingly high."

"As long as there is a chance, turn it into a score immediately. Although it is Sawamura's one-man team, will these support teammates cooperate well?"

"It is precisely because of these green leaves that the red flower of Sawamura looks more vivid!"

In the corner, Rei Takashima, who specially came to see Sawamura's game, saw more.

A real ace!

She saw on Sawamura, the figure of the real ace.

Not even potential, but a genuine ace figure.

Whether standing on the strike zone or on the mound, Sawamura showed such a presence.

Gently pushing down the gold-rimmed glasses he was wearing, Takashima's eyes became fiery.

In any case, this guy has to be fooled into the Qing Dao.

The current Qingdao has continuously introduced good catchers, and even this year, some good catchers have been recruited. What is missing now is an ace pitcher who can lead the team forward.

"Supervise him, you should like it."

Thinking about it, a mischievous smile appeared on Takashima Rei's face.

Director Kataoka has always wanted to train a true ace pitcher.

After Sawamura scored, Ku Xiaomu Middle School did not panic. At this time, they behaved very calmly, and dealt with Xiaomu very calmly. They won the last outs and completed the defense of the second game.

In the next third round, neither Chicheng nor Ku Xiaomu found a chance, and they all went up and down three times.

In the first half of the fourth game, it was Ku Xiaomu's turn to attack the line.

This time, according to the gourd, Sawamura used the second and third rounds to solve Ku Xiaomu's upper line.

"Out, three out, exchange of offense and defense."

Ku Xiaomu's cowshed.

Everyone in Ku Xiaomu, including Ku Xiaomu's coach, knew something was wrong at this time.

Sawamura's pitch is too weird, he can hit it every time, and it looks like he's playing well.

Why is Akagi always able to defend?

At the end of the fourth inning, Ku Xiaomu couldn't even get to base.

"It's too evil."

Ku Xiaomu's players, you look at me, I look at you.

No one can do it.

When hitting, of course, they also went all out, but the strange thing is, why do the **** they hit fly to the front of the fielder?

"It's ball control!"

Ace pitcher Oizumi smiled wryly.

Iwakura, who was the fourth best, also felt this.

Sawamura's ball was too powerful, and even if everyone tried to hit the ball, the ball couldn't fly.

In addition, Sawamura's ball control is concentrated in the inner and outer corners, so that even if the ball is hit, it will bounce to the front of the defense.

"This guy, what a monster!"

Iwakura smiled bitterly.

"We can only look for opportunities and steal bases with bunts. Otherwise, if we continue like this, we will lose."

Ku Xiaomu discussed the tactics and prepared to start using it in the fifth game.

In the second half of the fourth inning, Akagi Middle School attacked.

"Second, third baseman, Yamaguchi-san."

Yamaguchi dragged his bloated body onto the strike zone.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Yamaguchi walked up to the strike zone, and you could hear his rough breathing.

The young man is too fat, he used to be one hundred and fifty, but now he is almost two hundred.

The most terrifying thing is that he has gained weight, but his height has not increased much.

"You are too fat. If you do this again, the position of third base will be replaced."

Wakana sat in front of the team manager's table, holding her pretty face in one hand, frowning and complaining.

I am fat by my ability, have I eaten your rice?

Yamaguchi wanted to say something to Wakana, but he glanced at Sawamura next to Wakana, but he didn't dare.

People have childhood sweethearts to protect the body, and in the Akagi baseball team, it is a princess-like role. Where did he offend?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yamaguchi ignored Wakana and walked to the strike zone on his own.

This time, Yamaguchi was full of energy, and he wanted to tell everyone that the fat man was also very useful.

"It's up to you, little fat man."

"We're optimistic about you, Fat Tiger!"

Brothers from the Brotherhood of Hearts, seeing Yamaguchi walking into the strike zone, cheered him on with a smile.

in the cowshed.

Ashin was a little uncomfortable: "After Xiao Rong and Big Brother Fengxiang, did Yamaguchi also become famous?"

"His fame didn't come out of nowhere."

Wakana sneered: "He is famous for playing tricks."

Sawamura smiled bitterly.

Although Wakana's mouth is a little poisonous, she is really kind. Even the doctor said that Yamaguchi couldn't get fat any more. With his current weight, blood pressure and blood sugar have begun to go out of control.

When training, Yamaguchi was not lazy. His only problem was that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

There was never anything left over when we all had dinner together.

Yamaguchi's stomach, like a bottomless pit, can digest any food.

"Okay, everyone, stop making trouble."

Sawamura stopped him and said with a smile: "It's also very good, such a big meatball can run, play, strike, defend, and usually take care of himself without causing trouble to others. Not bad!"

Ashin and Feng Liang looked at Sawamura in disbelief.

Sure enough, the bad friend is the most vicious!

Look at the captain, what did you say about Yamaguchi?

On the strike zone, Yamaguchi didn't know that the little friends behind him were entertaining him. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He also knew that Wakana had good intentions and wanted him to lose weight.

But he just couldn't control his mouth.

Once hungry, he desperately stuffed something into his mouth. That feeling is a bit embarrassing to say, but that was how Yamaguchi felt at the time.

To die, be a full-fledged ghost.

When the sky is falling, we have to eat first!

Here, what are you going to do?

Sawamura and Wakana tried countless ways to no avail.

"I'm fat, but I have strength!"

Holding the bat tightly with both hands, Yamaguchi's eyes were fixed on Oizumi on the pitcher's mound.

At this time, Oizumi did not take Yamaguchi too seriously.

The fat ones are the same as the beasts raised, can you still hit my ball?

"Whoosh!"

Without any hesitation, Oizumi pitched the ball.

In the face of the flying baseball, Yamaguchi decisively swung the bat.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it flew out of bounds.

"The outside world!"

on the mound.

Oizumi sneered in his heart: The swing is quite amazing, but if you can't hit the center of the ball, everything is in vain.

On the second ball, Oizumi threw the ball into the inside corner.

Yamaguchi staggered and wanted to fight, but he was too fat. It's really awkward to play such tricky inside corner kicks.

The second ball, the swing missed.

"nice shot!"

The number of balls, two good and zero bad. Yamaguchi was chased.

On the pitcher mound, Oizumi's eyes flashed with contempt.

The next ball will solve you!

"Whoosh!"

The baseball flies in and hits the outside corner.

Outside - inside - outside!

Against Yamaguchi, Oizumi used a diagonal pitch.

On the strike area, the facial features on Yamaguchi's face, like steamed buns, gathered together. Because there is too much flesh on the face, the eyes are squeezed into a slit.

At this moment, Yamaguchi's small eyes narrowed into a slit radiated a compelling light.

"Get me out!"

The bat in his hand, like a mace, was thrown out by Yamaguchi.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit, and after hitting, it flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The ball, which did not deviate from the touchline, was an in-bounds ball.

On the pitcher's mound, Oizumi's heart lifted.

"Outfielder!"