v2 Chapter 114： : Who is sharper?

good chance!

The ball hit the outfield, and Kuramochi seized the opportunity and sprinted toward third base.

At the same time, Ryosuke Kominato went to first base.

When he was about to reach third base, Kuramochi's eyes never took his eyes off the running instructor.

If he turned around, it was too much time-consuming. At this time, he needed the advice of the base running instructor.

Little do they know that the base running instructor at this time is also fighting between heaven and man in his brain.

The position where the outfielder picks up the ball is more than 60 meters and 70 meters small.

From this distance alone, returning to home plate should be a close call.

But the one who rushed over to catch the ball was Mima Soichiro!

Mei Ma's arm strength is terrifying.

Do you want to move on?

As a base running instructor, the pressure is high at this time. One of his decisions is likely to directly change the trend of the game.

No matter how fast Kuramochi was, he ran to third base in just over three seconds.

The reaction time left for the running director is even shorter.

Everyone's chances are the same. Even if it is Isashiki's turn to play the line, Aoshima may not have a better chance. There is no reason to back down at this time!

As long as there is hope, never back down.

At the critical moment, the teaching tradition of Qing Dao came into play. Whenever possible, aggressively target the next base offense.

With a ruthless heart, the base running instructor gave Kuramochi instructions to move on.

"run!"

Kuramochi, who was instructed, stepped on the third base bag with one foot, crossed his feet as if an accelerator was installed, and ran to the home plate at a high speed.

in the stands.

"Go straight to home plate?"

Kobayashi, one of the leaders of the Scarlet Brotherhood's team, was surprised.

Their impression of Kuramochi was actually not that good. It felt like this guy had been 'bullying' the polite Sawamura.

I didn't expect the critical moment to be so bloody.

They grew up with Akagi, and they didn't hate this kind of desperate spirit.

Not to mention Akagi in the third year, if Akagi in the first two years did not have this spirit, it would be difficult for him to go that far.

Dalin nodded.

"It's a man!"

Kuramochi, who was considered a man by Dalin, went non-stop along the way.

In the outfield position, Mima rounded her arms and passed the ball directly to home plate.

"Snapped!"

The 60-meter super long pass shot over like a laser beam.

Takehara, who caught the ball, could even feel the amazing power that came from baseball.

As expected of a beautiful horse!

With a sigh of admiration in his heart, Wu Yuan held the glove and pressed it towards Kuramochi who was flying towards him.

"Pfft!"

Two people in rapid motion crossed together.

The referee at home plate, raised his hand, shouted.

"Out!"

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan had the expression of the rest of his life.

Kuramachi hammered the ground angrily.

A little bit.

A wonderful offense that ends here.

The total score remains: .

It is not easy for Qing Dao to get a point.

"what a pity!"

Even the commentators couldn't help but feel sorry for Qing Dao. I didn't expect Qing Dao to score such a wonderful attack.

Kuramochi went back to the rest area.

Ryosuke Kominato also returned from first base, and when he came back, he happened to be facing off against Takehara, the catcher of the White Dragon Academy.

Wu Yuan's face was a little strange.

As if something was stolen and not found.

There is unease in the coursing...

Kominato Ryosuke froze in his heart, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

The two of them staggered, and Ryosuke Kominato muttered in a low voice.

Wu Yuan's face changed drastically.

Kominato Ryosuke understood and smiled slightly.

He walked past Wu Yuan, stretched out his palm, and shook it contemptuously, without waiting for Wu Yuan's explanation.

The game continues.

In the first half of the sixth inning, White Dragon Academy attacked.

"Ping!"

"Out!"

Swing the bat again on the first ball, and out on the first ball again.

The ball hit the second baseman badly, and Ryosuke Kominato caught it and passed it to first base.

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!!"

After finishing the sixth, Sawamura struck out again against Miyano to take the opportunity to demoralize him.

Two outs, no one on base.

It may be that Miyano swung the bat continuously and missed consecutively, which affected the eighth bat in his chipping style.

His swing is not crisp.

The first ball did not swing, and the second ball even tried to use a bunt, but the touch failed.

After taking the lead by two strikes, Sawamura threw the decisive overdrive straight, which made the batter miss the opportunity to swing and was struck out.

No bat, strikeout!

However, in just a few minutes, the players of the White Dragon Academy went up and down three times.

White Dragon's rest area.

Sasaki closed his eyes in despair.

Sure enough, just as he thought.

Even if it is the second time to pitch against Sawamura, it is still difficult to play his ball without special practice in advance.

Damn, Yokohama Gangbei and the others have fought against Qingdao before, so why hasn't anyone said about Sawamura's information? If they knew that Sawamura had that peculiar pitching position, they could have done some training.

For example, push the pitching machine two meters forward to practice.

Now, there is no hope!

In this way, the garrison cannot be neglected.

The players of the White Dragon Academy, who had just stepped down from their defensive positions, felt that they hadn't rested for a long time, so they took a breath and were about to go to the field again.

It feels like being led by the nose.

In the second half of the sixth inning, Qing Dao attacked.

"The third stick, the backbone, Jun Isashiki."

At this time, it was Qing Dao's turn to play the line for their core.

"Please advise!"

Very politely greeted the referee Jun Isashiki turned to look at Miyano on the pitcher mound.

"Come on, boy, watch me blow you away!"

Hearing Isashiki Jun's roar, the audience in the auditorium felt that they could no longer be silent.

"Roar, Golden Retriever."

"It's up to you, even if you yell, it doesn't matter, you must call it out!"

"Fight out, fight out!"

Izashiki Jun's face was ugly.

"I'm not called a golden retriever."

In the position of the catcher, Takehara gave Miyano a secret signal.

The first ball: the inside corner, the bad ball that goes straight to the hitter's chest.

This batter can swing even on tricky pitches, so you might as well scare him.

On the mound, Miyano nodded.

"Whoosh!"

The baseball roared out and flew towards Jun Isashiki's chest.

At this angle, it is absolutely impossible for the average hitter to swing the bat.

But Izashiki is not an ordinary hitter.

"Give me death!"

The bat in his hand, like a machete, was held in Jun Isashiki's hand, and he slashed straight down.

"Ping!"

The ball that was chopped out fell into the gap guarded by the White Dragon fielders, forming a hit.

Jun Isashiki took this opportunity to hit first base.

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan felt a momentary blank in his brain.

So, hit out?

It feels so unreal!

If it weren't for the small sockets, his eyeballs would fly out.

Can you play this kind of ball?

Sawamura, formed, is there another Isashiki other than Miyuki?

Qing Dao really has a lot of talents from all over the world.

No outs, man at first base.

Qing Dao's batter, it's time to form.

The fourth rod, super strong hit, formed.

The formation that disabled the original third baseman of the White Dragon Academy.