v2 Chapter 11： : The aura of the ace (a tribute to the little one?)

"Coach, let's keep hitting, we'll hit it."

Seeing Jiangguxiao's pitching, the old students were also shocked. They never thought that once Jiangguxiao stood on the pitcher's mound, the ball would be so terrifying.

But they will never give in.

The ball just now, still can't scare them.

None of them wanted to give the first-year places to the first army.

"It doesn't make any sense to keep going, the first-year catcher has no one to catch his ball."

Kataoka was very happy, standing in his position and seeing more clearly.

If Sawamura is the full feast he was looking forward to, then Jianggu Xiao is the sea cucumber and abalone that came up unexpectedly. Although it is not cooked yet, it is fun to watch.

"This is an unexpected gain!"

Nodding, Kataoka turned his attention to Sawamura.

Next, is the main event.

"Pitcher substitution, Sawamura Eijun plays."

The newcomer's cowshed.

"It's my turn!"

Sawamura stood up and walked up to the pitcher mound.

At this time, the fielders on the field also gathered.

"'Coach', do you have any plans?"

:, I'm about to use up all the energy of my little friends, and now the only one who can support them is Sawamura.

Because Sawamura has not yet played, the friends are not yet desperate.

To a certain extent, Sawamura became a little friend, the last life-saving straw in his heart.

It is said that the players who are less talented, especially the players with strength themselves, should not be like this.

But there is no way. Now is the time when they are most vulnerable. When people are vulnerable, it is easy to pin their hopes on others. Another reason is that Sawamura's experience is so legendary!

In the same session, almost no one did not know about Sawamura's deeds.

Even Kanimaru, when he realized that he was powerless, the first thing that came to his mind was Sawamura.

"Just follow your defense just now! You don't have to do anything specially, what you did before, and what you do now."

Sawamura said lightly.

"I'll let them keep playing, and the defense behind me will be up to you."

What?

The little friends looked at Sawamura in astonishment, not understanding what he said.

Wait, wait a minute.

In my impression, it seems that when I watched Akagi's game, there was also such a plot.

A few freshmen who liked watching Sawamura's games immediately understood and showed a smile.

"OK!"

"Let them let the horses come over."

"We will definitely stop it."

You and I responded to Sawamura from the pitcher mound.

Kanamaru looked at this, then looked at that.

Are you crazy?

Just now, didn't you keep missing connections?

Shouhang covered his mouth with his gloves and approached Sawamura: "Big star, if you say that, you have to throw a decent ball."

"Do not worry!"

Sawamura gave Shouhang a confident smile.

"By the way, what kind of ball do you know?"

Hunter asked.

"Men, I've always decided the winner with straight balls. I like straight **** in the center the most!"

me…

Chauhang wanted to swear.

Even if it's a joke, it's not like that.

"Peace, peace of mind!"

"By the way, Shouhang, how many straight **** did you receive the fastest?"

Sawamura asked suddenly.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm a junior baseball graduate anyway. I took a 135-kilometer straight ball before."

"One hundred and thirty-five kilometers!"

Sawamura frowned, then smiled: "Not bad, not bad. As expected of Hunter, he is really capable."

Shouhang looked at Sawamura suspiciously: "I'm not happy at all to be praised by you so much. I've seen your pitches before, don't worry, I'll definitely catch it."

"Then please."

Sawamura laughed.

"Okay guys, let's start the game."

The game resumes.

One strike, zero bad.

The third-year hitter, standing on the strike zone, looked at Sawamura with a serious face.

On the mound, Sawamura showed a bright smile at the batter.

The alumni and seniors watching the game also held their breaths.

They did not expect that Sawamura would choose Qingdao.

"I don't know what the strength of Sawamura, who is known as the Great Demon King, is?"

With such doubts in mind, they can watch the game without saying a word.

"I will let them continue to fight, and the defense behind them is up to everyone."

The reappearance of the familiar scene made many people who had watched Sawamura's game laugh.

Seeing Sawamura shouting loudly on the mound, this feeling is very nostalgic.

"Let them call."

"We will definitely stop it."

With the previous cooperation on the pitching mound, at this time, the other friends no longer hesitate to do it.

After singing and singing like this, the momentum of the new life suddenly rose up.

"Damn it, he really is a big man."

"The aura of a major league."

"Show your strength, Demon Lord."

The audience was also boiling.

Pitchers, catchers, fielders, spectators!

Since Sawamura came on stage, in just five minutes, everyone seemed to be on Sawamura's side.

In the corner, Miyuki shook his head with emotion.

"This guy, the momentum on his body is stronger."

Some people are naturally infectious. It's like singing, he doesn't necessarily sing well, but it just makes people want to sing along.

Sawamura is such a person!

As long as he stands on the pitching mound, his teammates seem to be able to feel endless motivation.

in the cowshed.

The corners of Kominato Haruichi's mouth twitched up.

"As expected of Sawamura-san!"

In the second half of the third inning, the game begins.

Old school team attack.

Facing the first opponent, Sawamura threw the first ball into the inner corner!

"Whoosh!"

The white ball, like a laser beam, traveled the distance from the pitcher to the plate.

So fast!

The first ball, the batter did not swing.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

Two strikes, the batter was chased. (Previously, Akatsuki Furutani threw a good shot.)

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura watched Shouhang, waiting for Shouhang to give him the ball.

Shouhang thought about it and gave Sawamura a code for an inside corner kick.

Sawamura nodded and threw the ball.

"Whoosh!"

A small white ball flew towards him.

In the face of this ball, the batter swings the bat decisively and misses the swing.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!!"

When the Demon King comes on stage, the first one to go out must have aura.

What if you don't strike out?

In the position of the catcher, Captain Hunter let out a long breath.

Sawamura's inner corner kick just now didn't hit the strike zone, but neither the speed nor the power of the ball has to be said. Even if it is hit, it is a foul ball.

"Good cast!"

With the tacit understanding, the momentum of Hunting Airlines also came out.

After striking out the first hitter, it was the core of the second army to hit the line.

Three, Maeyuan, Tajima.

"One out!"

After three hits, Sawamura stretched out a finger and shouted at the surroundings.

"One out!"

"Deal with the batter."

"Let him call..."

It is familiar once and twice, and now the little friends respond to Sawamura, and they are very familiar with it.