v2 Chapter 110： : Against the United States

In the final of the Kanto Conference, Qingdao High School played against Bailong College. The changes in the game situation can be described as ups and downs.

First, the White Dragon Academy attacked in the first game and went to the next game, and then Qing Dao, not to be outdone, directly overtook in the second game. In the third inning, Bailong Academy relied on Meima's three-run homer to overtake Qingdao again.

After being overtaken, Qingdo sent first-year pitcher Sawamura to the pitching mound.

Sawamura turned the tide with a fine pitch, blocking the Hakuryu's blitzkrieg and streak.

Qing Dao's defense finally stabilized.

After stabilizing the situation, the serious problems faced by Qingdao High School were also placed in front of them.

That is they are now two points behind their opponents...

And Bai Long's pitchers and defenses showed extraordinary fighting spirit, and it was not easy for Qing Dao to take two points from them.

It's like two gamblers betting against each other, Qing Dao's own cards have the upper hand, but Qing Dao's cost is less than that of White Dragon College...

In the uncapped gambling game, it is natural to suffer a loss if the capital is small.

"At this time, if you want to win, you need to get the number of eliminations more simply and neatly."

In the first half of the fifth inning, White Dragon College attacked.

It was their turn to hit their core batters, Mima, Takehara, and Kitaoji.

"The third stick, the backbone, Meima classmate."

Bai Long's first batter in this game is Mei Ma!

In the position of the catcher, Yu Xing was in a bit of a dilemma. With the speed of the United States, there is also the possibility of him directly bunting and stealing bases.

What made him feel powerless the most was that he knew there was such a possibility, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Facing the beautiful horse, Miyuki didn't dare to let the fielders go forward to defend. Mei Ma is not only fast, but his blows are also very scary. If there is a loophole in the defense, it is likely to be targeted by him.

"White Dragon Academy really gathers various types of batters!"

Yuyuki sighed, in fact, it was more than the White Dragon Academy. Qingdao, who hadn't made it to Koshien for five consecutive years, was not the same, gathering all kinds of talented players.

The wealthy should be like this.

"Get some energy, let's go."

No matter what difficulties lie ahead, Miyuki never backed down. This time, too, although he felt troublesome, he was still confident in solving the problem.

Beautiful horses are good, and Keze Village is not given for nothing.

Miyuki and Sawamura were thinking about how to deal with Mima, and Mima's eyes were also fixed on Sawamura.

In middle school, the only big devil!

Finally, I can confront you head-on.

Then let me experience it, what kind of strength is the big devil classmate?

Mima's eyes were so fiery that it seemed like she could burn Sawamura through.

"It's scary~"

Sawamura, who was standing on the pitcher mound, suddenly had a feeling of joy and trembling all over his body.

This feeling was long gone for him.

Soichiro Mima!

It should be said that it is you who can bring me such pressure?

Exciting, so exciting!

In Sawamura's previous life, although Mima did not enter the major leagues, his performance in professional baseball was very good, and it is said that he broke the hit record of Ichiro Suzuki!

Because he is not in the same alliance, Sawamura doesn't have much interaction with Meima, and he has limited knowledge of his previous life's strength.

However, the current US horse, the strength is still not bad. The pressure that his every move brought to Sawamura made Sawamura feel goosebumps.

"Interesting, really interesting. Then let me see the blow of the beautiful horse."

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura changed his inattentive dazed state before, and his whole person was like a treasured sword that was about to be unsheathed.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki glanced at Sawamura in surprise.

This is not the same as what they had negotiated before.

The feeling that Sawamura exudes seems to have no intention of using fishing **** and quirky balls. He wants to decide the outcome head-on and defeat Soichiro Mima head-on.

In Qingdao's rest area, Chris raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Sawamura's feeling is not quite right.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki let out a sigh of relief.

To face off!

Really exciting!

Since the desire to fight is so strong for me, you must win. If we lose, the coach can't spare us.

The first ball: Carter's ball in the inner corner!

Sawamura on the pitcher's mound actually didn't say a word.

Miyuki knew in his heart that Sawamura was thinking at this time.

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura saw Miyuki match the ball according to his own wishes.

bring it on!

The right foot was raised high, and then slashed down like a battle axe. With this force, Sawamura's body center of gravity shifted, and the glove on his right hand was like a wall, covering it in front of him. By the way, it pushed away all the resistance in front.

The arm of the left hand swung like a whip, and the **** hooked the ball tightly and threw the ball out.

"Whoosh!"

The small white ball, like a laser beam, travels the distance from the pitcher to the top of the plate.

Mima on the strike zone was subconsciously shocked when he saw Sawamura's pitching posture.

Sure enough, just like what Kitaoji said, his pitching posture can't see the shooting point at all.

But it doesn't matter, I can still swing the bat.

When the ball entered his hand, Mei Ma directly swung the bat.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit and flew out of bounds.

"The outside world!"

One good number of ballszero bad.

Shooting a partner is equivalent to a lead.

Although the number of goals was one goal ahead, Miyuki's face was not relaxed, and there was even a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Seeing Sawamura's pitching for the first time, Mima actually seized the opportunity to strike?

"This guy is really hard to deal with."

Miyuki pondered for a while and gave Sawamura a secret signal.

On the strike zone, Mima held the bat with one hand, as if to pay tribute, and looked at Sawamura through the bat as if it was deliberately aiming.

Then the bat slid in a circle, back into his hands.

"Imitate Ichiro?"

"Mima's attack is really extraordinary. It's the first time I've seen a hitter who can hit Nakazawamura's pitch with the first pitch."

"Really great."

The audience in the stands couldn't help being attracted by the wonderful shooting duels on the field.

On the strike zone, Mima immersed herself in the joy of fighting against Sawamura.

He is a man who will not admit defeat.

In middle school, he had never fought, but he was suppressed by Sawamura. How could this arrogant beauty accept it?

Hit it out!

Hit it out! ! !

In Mei Ma's mind now, there is nothing but this thought.

In this case, Sawamura's second ball shot.

Change ball!

On the strike zone, Mima stared at the ball thrown by Sawamura without blinking.

I'm coming!

Sawamura Junior High School's decisive ball, change-up.

This kind of ball has appeared in Mima's mind many times, and he has done countless imagining exercises against Sawamura's change-up.

Countless preparations, just for this moment.

At this moment, the long-awaited ball came.

Hit it out!

Waiting for the ball to enter his hand, Mei Ma decisively swings the bat.

"Om~"