v2 Chapter 107： : 'Cold-blooded' shooting partner

In the first half of the fourth round, White Dragon College attacked. 【No pop-up novel network】

The injury of the third baseman of Bailong completely inspired the blood of a man in the hearts of Bailong players.

There has never been a moment when they were as united and as hungry for victory as they are now.

To win, they must win no matter what, otherwise how can they be worthy of their injured teammates?

This kind of unity made Bai Long's momentum unprecedentedly high. Even if they are attacking the lower line now, Bai Long has shown extraordinary aggression.

On the other hand, Qing Dao, the atmosphere is somewhat dignified. On the pitcher mound, Sawamura looked solemn. At the position of the catcher, Miyuki's face was also a bit dazed.

At this time, even if everyone wants to cheer and cheer, they can't say it.

Even if the injury of the third baseman of the White Dragon has nothing to do with them, but after all, the two sides are in a game and someone on the first team is injured, this feeling is definitely not good.

"It's not a good idea to think that way, but it's a good opportunity to attack."

In the rest area of ​​the White Dragon Academy, Sasaki gave his disciples a password.

"Active swing, active base run."

Let's use the champion of Kanto as the last gift for Huijun, who has been in high school for three years.

On the strike zone, Bai Long's eighth bat nodded.

Then put on a slice play.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki had no intention of giving Sawamura a signal, but just put the gloves in a position.

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura also casually pitched.

It seems that both of them are not in the state.

"Whoosh!"

Even Sawamura's pitching stance where Kitaoji and Miyano Shin couldn't see the ball before he solved it, is gone now.

The ball is not particularly fast in the eyes of the batter. The speed of the ball should be similar to Miyano-senpai's, and the position is in the center of the inner corner.

How could Bai Long's eighth batter resist such a sweet ball?

He swung the bat straight away.

"Ping!"

The small white ball flew out.

The moment the bat touched the baseball, Bai Long's eighth batter had a strange expression on his face.

It seems that the power of the ball is not very strong, and the power of the ball is so frightening that he almost couldn't hold the bat!

Judging from the information collected before, Sawamura's pitch should not have such power.

That is to say, did the swing miss the center of the ball?

Anxiety in my heart disappeared in a flash. The eighth bat of the White Dragon Academy, after hitting the ball, he threw away the bat and ran to first base.

The baseball was poorly placed and landed right in front of the shortstop.

Kuramochi didn't say his catchphrase.

Someone was injured just now, and your shouting here is always bad.

Although there is no catchphrase, his movements are not slow at all. One strode forward, picked up the ball, and sent it to first base.

"Snapped!"

"Out!"

hateful!

Bai Long's eighth bat, annoyed.

Finally, Sawamura threw a sweet ball, but he didn't expect him to waste the opportunity.

Once out, no one hits base.

in the stands.

Kanamaru looked at Sawamura on the pitcher mound worriedly.

"Hey, stinky boy, is it okay?"

Even he felt that Sawamura's pitching was very problematic. Although he didn't have the terrifying speed of Xiao Gu Xiao, the quality of Sawamura's own pitching was also very high.

It was the first time I saw Sawamura throwing a ball, the first duel hit, and there must be a few who could hit it directly.

But in these few, it is absolutely impossible to have the eighth bat of White Dragon Academy.

But people just hit it!

This made Kanamaru have to worry about Sawamura's state. And looking at the spirit of Sawamura and Miyuki, it seems that they haven't recovered from the loss of the player's injury just now.

"It has nothing to do with us just now. The third baseman was injured because he found it himself."

Jin Maru couldn't help but growl.

Beside him, a baby-faced little Zhengtai grabbed him and said, "Don't get excited, Kanwan-san. I feel that things shouldn't be that simple."

Um?

Kanamaru looked at Kominato Haruichi in confusion.

"Eijun-san is not the kind of person who punishes himself because of other people's mistakes. If he hit himself, this kind of performance is still possible. Miyuki-senpai?"

Kominato Chunichi didn't go on, but Kanmaru guessed it wasn't a good thing.

"Anyway, I don't think they would be so virtuous that because someone in the White Dragon was injured, they would tie their hands and be merciful."

On the field, the ninth baseball of the White Dragon Academy went to the strike zone.

As for Sawamura and Miyuki, it seems that they still haven't recovered from their previous emotions.

Some soft-hearted viewers understand Sawamura and Miyuki's thoughts very well.

In any case, that third year was like saying goodbye to his high school career. Rabbit death fox sadness, as a player on the field, emotional ups and downs are inevitable.

After all, everyone is not a saint, and the players are also human, and they are also ordinary people.

"Fight out, fight out!!!"

Seeing Sawamura and Miyuki's listless appearance further aroused the hostility in the ninth club of the White Dragon Academy.

He wanted to swing no matter what.

At this time, Sawamura's pitch came.

The ball is unbiased and in the middle.

Pitcher misses?

If it was before, the white dragon's batter might have hesitated. Doubt is a trap? But now, he doesn't care so much anymore, and just swings his bat.

He subconsciously believed that Sawamura, who was now absent-minded, might have missed the shot.

Sawamura may have good strength, but there is one thing that cannot be changed. No matter how good he is, he is still a freshman after all.

"Let's go!"

Aiming at the path of the ball, Bai Long's ninth bat hit the ball far away.

The ball was hit very far, very far, and it flew seventy or eighty meters before it landed.

In the center field position, Jun Isashiki waited for the baseball to land early, raised his glove to catch the ball in the glove.

"Out!"

Two outs, no one on base.

The ninth bat of the White Dragon Academy, returning to his own rest area, still blames himself very much.

"Damn, it's still not strong enough. If I had more power, I'd hit a home run."

"Now this pitcher is simply vulnerable."

"Shenlu, don't miss the opportunity."

"Fight, beat this guy back to his hometown in Tokyo."

The batters of the White Dragon Academy were in high spirits.

in the stands.

A professional scout shook his head in admiration.

At this time, his assistant was discussing the game with him incessantly high school students, their psychological quality and ability to bear are just a little bit worse. Qing Dao, who was originally a very powerful shooting partner, did not expect to lose everything because of an accident. But there is no way, who let them be students, their minds are inevitably simpler. "

Poor mental capacity?

Pure and kind-hearted?

The professional scout turned to look at Miyuki and Sawamura, the shooting partner.

He couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Are the two people that my assistant said they were?

Did you watch the fake game yourself, or did your assistant watch the fake game?

Otherwise, how could the two opinions be so different.

This pair of shooting partners on the field are obviously 'cold-blooded', okay?

To say that they are simple and have poor psychological endurance is a joke.