In the first half of the seventh inning, Yokohama Port North attacked.
It's the eighth turn to hit the catcher, White Feather.
Speaking of which, Yokohama Gangbei's lineup arrangement is also very interesting. The seventh player, Ginjo, and the eighth player, Shiroba, are all qualified to rank in the forefront. But they were placed at the end of the line, waiting for the Yin people.
Although Qing Dao's low-ranking laners are also very powerful, that's because Qing Dao's entire lane is too strong. Even Sawamura and Baizhou, who were not weak in attacking strength, could only play in the lower ranks.
This is obviously not the case in Yokohama Gangbei. Ginjo and Shiroha stay at the end, and the probability of waiting for the Yin people is too high.
Five innings ago, of the three hits Danbo had conceded, one was hit by Bai Yu.
Bai Yu entered the field, looking at Sawamura on the pitcher mound, his eyes were full of provocation.
come!
On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura sighed when he saw Bai Yu like this.
There are still three games left in the game, and the difference is two points. If you want to turn the situation around, it is not enough to not lose points. Gotta get the score back!
At this time, it is not enough just to think about how to deal with the hitter.
He also has to lead the team forward through his own pitching.
In the position of the catcher, Miyuki's eyes seemed to light up.
The first ball: the straight ball from the inside corner!
"Your new posture, the hitters in Yokohama Gangbei have never seen or heard of it. Then let's give them a good surprise."
Miyuki obviously understood what Sawamura was thinking, or in other words, the two thought of going together.
To shake the determination of Yokohama Port Kita, they must feel the extraordinary pressure. This can be on the attack, naturally it can also be on the defense.
Miyuki and Sawamura invariably wanted to make a big fuss about pitching.
On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura raised his right foot high, and then stomped it down, as if he was about to split the ground.
At the same time, the glove on his right hand was like a wall in front of him, completely blocking his throwing arm.
On the strike zone, Shiroha, who had been staring at Sawamura's pitching, widened his eyes in surprise.
"I can't see it at all, put the ball on the spot."
In this case, it is not easy to judge the good timing.
Just when Bai Yu was stunned, Sawamura's ball came.
"Whoosh!"
From the baseball release to the baseball entering Miyuki's glove, it was just a blink of an eye.
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!"
Bai Yu, who was watching the ball, felt that the cold sweat on his forehead was about to fall.
This ball is so fast~
More than one hundred and four.
Just as he was stunned, he saw the dissatisfied faces of Yokohama's friends in the bullpen.
"Ordinary straight ball, why not swing?"
"Fight out, Bai Yu."
"Don't let the first-year kid continue to be arrogant."
Bai Yu was a little surprised.
Are these guys stupid, a first-year kid who throws clearly over a hundred and four, why aren't they surprised?
The weirdest thing is that everyone is not surprised.
"That's weird!"
Bai Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Sawamura on the pitcher mound.
Is it that weird pitching position that makes it look like the ball is going much faster than it really is.
In other words, the real ball speed is not that fast.
Then let me take a good look at your pitching posture...
Bai Yu's brain is like a sophisticated computer. He has considered and calculated a lot of things, but in the end the information is incomplete. He can only continue to look at Sawamura, waiting for Sawamura's next ball to throw.
The second ball is a very ordinary, ordinary straight ball that can no longer be ordinary.
Not only is the ball ordinary, but you can even see the ball drop point.
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!"
This ball, Bai Yu, who made up his mind not to swing the bat, naturally missed.
Two good balls, zero bad.
With such a ball distribution, Bai Yu had to look at the catcher's position in surprise.
Yuyuki looked at Bai Yu and said with an innocent expression.
"Anyway, you don't know how to swing the ball."
Bai Yu's heart turned violent, and she looked at Yu Xing incredulously, just like looking at a monster.
He knows what he thinks, how is that possible?
"It's my word, the first time I saw Sawamura's ball, the second one would definitely not dare to swing the bat easily."
Yu Xing glanced at Bai Yu, he understood Bai Yu's thoughts, in fact, the reason was very simple. Because Yu Xing discovered that Bai Yu had many parts that were very similar to him.
This is also a batter who hits by guessing the ball!
Such a hitter is not good at being the first hitter. Not to mention, he didn't know anything about Sawamura's materials.
In order to obtain more information, it is their only choice to let go of the unsure ball and choose entanglement to obtain information.
Miyuki saw through this and gave Sawamura an ordinary straight ball.
Then the third ball!
"Whoosh!"
Sharp pitching, whizzing.
Bai Yu, who had already been chased by two strikes, had no way out, but could only swing the bat.
Wait a minute, the ball is so far, it's a bad ball in the outside corner.
Hakuba resisted the urge to swing and watched Sawamura's third goal.
"Snapped!"
"nice shot!"
"strike out!!"
Bai Yu glanced at the referee in surprise, unable to believe what he had just heard. Was the ball just now a good one?
Two inside corners, one outside corner limit.
Not only the speed of the ball, but also the control of the ball is a monster level?
Eijun Sawamura, is UU Reading really a first grade? This kind of ball speed and ball control is not at all like what a first-year novice can throw.
"OK!"
"Lord Demon King, mighty!!"
"As expected of the Demon King!!"
"Very well cast."
"Three strikes, three strikes!!"
In the audience, bursts of clamor sounded.
Sawamura got on the mound for the first time and struck out.
What could be more exciting than this?
Of course there are.
Like the second strikeout, the third strikeout, the strikeout after another.
The next scene directly stunned the batter in Yokohama Gangbei.
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"strike out!!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!"
"strike out!!"
It doesn't look like the ball is slow, but it doesn't get there really fast either. But it was just some ordinary straight balls, but they struck out the Yokohama Konoku batters one after another.
Yokohama's cowshed.
The supervisor of Yokohama Gangbei looked at his disciples in disbelief.
"You said that the ball was much faster than the real ball speed from the strike zone."
Bai Yu smiled bitterly: "It's not a lot faster, it's a lot faster! It's about ten kilometers away."
Approaching one-hundred-four to approaching one-hundred-five!
These two ball speeds are fundamentally different.
"And it's not just ball speed and posture, but his ball handling, the edges of the inside corners and the edges of the outside corners, he can shoot too."
"I kind of understand why Sawamura got the nickname 'The Great Demon King' in middle school. Even a high school student can't play this kind of ball, let alone a junior high school student who swings a bat."
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