v2 Chapter 123： : mad attack

In the second half of the eighth game, Qing Dao attacked.

"Second stick, second baseman, Ryosuke Kominato."

After all, this is the fourth time Kominato Ryosuke has played against Miyano.

With a smile, he looked back at the direction of the Qingdao rest area, and saw Sawamura sitting on a chair, gasping for breath.

Around Sawamura, several seniors held water glasses and handed them to him.

Everyone has already recognized Sawamura's strength.

"Although I'm very happy to have such a reliable junior in the team. But I didn't plan to rely on the junior to bring me into Jiaziyuan."

bring it on!

"Ping!"

After tangled up with a few balls, Ryosuke Kominato picked the right one, hit the ball into the outfield, and hit first base.

"Safety!"

No outs, man at first base.

Next, it was the turn of the third stick, Jun Isashiki.

Isashiki Jun, once again used an irregular swing to hit the ball out.

No one out, there are people at first and second base.

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan's expression became strange.

He turned to look at his lounge area.

In the previous ball, the power and speed of the ball dropped significantly. This result is obvious, Miyano's physical strength has reached the limit. Originally, with his rhythm and pitching style, it was no problem to stick to a dozen or so innings.

It's just that Qing Dao's attack power is too powerful.

In this game, Miyano's pitches and physical exertion far exceeded their expectations.

The rest area of ​​the White Dragon Academy.

Supervisor Sasaki asked the scorer next to him, "How many shots has Miyano threw."

"ball!"

Sasaki frowned, then glanced at the substitute, and made a decisive substitution.

"The White Dragon Academy has requested a substitution, and the second-year pitcher Wang Ye will play."

Miyano, who was replaced, collapsed directly on the lounge chair.

so tired~

Miyano, who was sitting in the chair, felt that there was not a single cell in his body that did not wailing.

The opponent is Qingdao, and he must go all out on every ball and concentrate on it.

After throwing one hundred and forty balls, his stamina was completely exhausted.

On the other side, Qingdao rest area.

"Tired and paralyzed?"

Chris frowned and looked at Miyano.

It's really time to be paralyzed. After four rounds of adaptation, Qingdo's batter has fully adapted to Miyano's pitching rhythm, ball speed and changes. Well, people have changed!

I just don't know, is the second-year pitcher you replaced with enough weight?

It's hard to say what other pitchers started, but Wang Ye's start was a nightmare.

At the beginning, there will be a crisis in which there are people at first and second base, and no one is out.

Of course, this wasn't his worst luck, Wang Ye's worst was the two batters he was going to face next.

Qing Dao's fourth rod, formed.

Fifth stick, Sawamura!

New pitcher, just debuted. As long as he can stably exert his strength, he is still very hopeful and can win the number of eliminations. After all, if the batter wants to hit the pitcher's ball, he also needs to adapt to the pitcher's pitching.

It seems unfortunate that Qing Dao's four or five sticks are not the type that needs to be adapted to pitching.

Neither of them has a particular ball that they are not good at, in other words, they can hit any ball.

In the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan watched as he remained motionless, with an astonishing aura, and his heart sank inexplicably.

To be honest, Wang Ye just came on the court, and he didn't want to put too much pressure on Wang Ye from the beginning.

But unfortunately, the current situation is very stressful!

"Kid Wang Ye, you must be steady. The next opponent is definitely the type you have never met before."

After a brief exchange with Wang Ye, Wu Yuan squatted down.

bring it on!

On the pitcher mound, Wang Ye had a paralyzed face, and it was difficult to see any expressions on his face.

Nervous, scared, excited, nothing at all.

Cold as a robot.

The bat in his hands was raised high, and his entire body remained motionless.

"Really annoying!"

Wu Yuan felt this way every time he watched Jicheng wait for the ball.

"Whoosh!"

A small white ball flew out.

Sticking to the corner of Nei's house, he flew into Wu Yuan's gloves.

"nice shot!"

The first pitch was a good shot, and it was a very good shot.

Knot was not able to swing the bat.

One good ball, zero bad.

At the position of the catcher, Wu Yuan couldn't help but admire.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ye, who had a dead face hanging on the whole, behaved so calmly.

Form behind and wait for the strike.

Sawamura's eyes narrowed.

Wang Ye!

After Miyano graduated, he began to serve as the ace of Hakuryu. He didn't get into professional baseball in the future, but Sawamura knew a little bit about it.

His performance in Jiaziyuan was very good!

Cold-faced pitcher, Wang Ye.

In a way, this guy is more difficult than Miyano.

You must be careful, become a senior...

Before Sawamura could finish his thoughts, Yucheng had already swung his bat.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it passed behind the shortstop and landed in the outfield.

Neither outfielder reacted as the ball flew. Including the United States and horses, there was not much response.

Fast, incredibly fast.

"Go through, long fight!"

Ryosuke Kominato at second base went straight back to home plate and helped Aojima score a go-ahead point.

Total score Jun Isashiki took the opportunity to advance to third base, forming a second base.

No one out, there are people at second and third base!

Sawamura, who was still worried about the formation just now, had a bitter look on his face.

As expected of a senior teacher!

After observing a ball, he hit Wang Ye's ball.

amazing!

"I can't be embarrassed anymore!"

In this game, Sawamura's performance in combat was not very impressive. Three hits, one hit.

For others, hitting one hit in three rounds is not a lot, but for Sawamura, who has a hit rate of 70%, this hit rate is less than half of his normal level.

Shame~

Standing on the strike zone, Sawamura stared at Wang Ye with his eyes, and posed a bunt with the bat in his hand.

cheating?

Seeing Sawamura's posture, Wu Yuan's heart sank subconsciously.

But at the same time, he had to doubt. No one is out now, there are people at second and third base. Sawamura could also bunt to secure two points.

Qing Dao, who was one point ahead, could not make Bai Long feel hopeless.

But two points are different. Once Qingdao leads by two points, then the White Dragon Academy will only have a theoretical possibility of winning.

With the change ball, say hello to the corner!

No one out, there are people at second and third base.

This also means that the first base bag is still empty, and it is not impossible to use some corner **** to decide the game.

"The same routine, how many times do you use it?"

Seeing Qiu Lu, the corners of Sawamura's mouth twitched.

Do you really think that there is no way for me to play the changing ball in the corner?

Sawamura retracted his bat, stepped out, opened his stance, and swung the bat decisively.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it flew out!

Outfield Long Play! ! !

Isashiki Jun, formed and returned to home plate one after another.