After seeing Nanping Shou's pitch, Chris immediately called Sawamura to do warm-up exercises.
This kind of shooter with strong fighting spirit and his own unique way of playing.
For a while, I'm afraid it will be difficult to conquer.
Correspondingly, the time for Qing Dao's side to play defense is also much earlier.
"Ideally, I would like to be able to lead before pitching."
Chris is sorry.
It's not that he doesn't trust Sawamura's pitching, his main consideration is the progress of the game. If he can take the lead, then Sawamura's pitching will put more pressure on his opponents and make it easier to defeat them.
If you can't lead, the game is likely to devolve into a pitching tug of war.
After all, this was the first battle of the Qingdao High School Tournament. If it was too difficult, it would damage morale.
There is no way to easily solve the battle even against a Miximen. Don't say that others will gossip. I am afraid that the little friends will doubt their own strength.
The standard of high school baseball is very high. If you just talk about a game, even if you drag out a professional team, the professional team is not necessarily an opponent.
But if the professional team adopts the best-of-three system, high school players may find it difficult to adapt.
This is the difference between professional and non-professional.
Not just strength, but also mentality.
The first game went smoothly, which was very helpful for the games after Qingdao.
"Oh!"
Sawamura agreed and warmed up with Chris by passing and receiving the ball.
"Ten goals is fine!"
Sawamura's shoulders are soft, and he can warm up with hardly too many balls.
There is a warm-up pitching here, and a fierce duel is still unfolding on the other side.
Ryosuke Kominato didn't plan to use his own stunt, which would also consume a lot of mental energy for the hitter. It is not easy to accurately hit the ball out of bounds.
Misimen's pitcher is not worthy!
But his low-angle variation of the ball is really tricky.
Ryosuke Kominato stared deliberately, below the strike zone.
This point has not escaped the eyes of the catcher of Missimen High School.
The batter is very concerned about the low angle change ball!
In that case, use the outside corners to decide the outcome.
Thinking about it, he gave Nanping Shou a secret signal.
On the pitcher mound, Nanping Shou nodded silently.
"Whoosh!"
As if from the ground, a small ball suddenly rushed out and whistled.
Kominato Ryosuke's face became serious.
coming!
He aimed at the outside corner and swung decisively.
With Nanping Shou's ball speed, Kominato Ryosuke didn't need to lock the ball at all. He could swing and hit any ball in time.
"Ping!"
The white ball was hit and flew off the sideline of third base.
"Snapped!"
The third baseman of Missimen High School caught the white ball in his glove with his backhand.
"Out!"
Kominato Ryosuke's face was a little embarrassed.
The opponent's ball is really not powerful, he subconsciously wants to play a long hit, but the stick is too embarrassing.
Pretending to be B is not the opposite!
That's probably how it feels.
Delicate sideline ball and base fly ball, the difference is a thousand miles away.
"Two out!"
"Qingdao, don't worry."
"This state is not good."
The seniors and alumni who graduated before Qing Dao became nervous one by one.
It seems that today's luck is not on the side of Qing Dao.
This is too bad luck.
Two outs, no one on base. It was Jun Isashiki's turn for the batter.
"Roar, Golden Retriever."
"Work hard!"
"let's go!"
Maybe because the situation was too unfavorable, the cheers on the field became louder.
At this time, Jun Isashiki, who heard the three words Golden Retriever, was furious.
"I've said it a thousand times, I'm not a dog!"
"go to hell!!!"
With a roar, the white ball was hit and flew out.
Jun Izashiki has a lot of experience in playing this kind of ball that others can't shoot well.
The small white ball flew straight to the outfield.
Once it hits the ground, it must be a super long hit.
It is a pity that the outfielder of Missimen who retreated early caught the ball.
"Snapped!"
"Out!"
The offensive in the first round of Qingdao High School ended here.
Three up and three down!
For the explosive Qing Dao, this start is really unfavorable.
The lounge area of Missimen High School.
Superintendent Qianlong Shunyi looked ecstatic.
Nanping is completely resurrected!
There is a chance, this game, Misimen really has a chance.
"Even if Qingdao High School wants to go all out, subconsciously, they still look down on us. And this is a good opportunity for us to take advantage of it."
"Fight, attack with all your might, and score points!"
Qianqi Shunyi shouted to his disciple excitedly.
"Yes!"
At this time, Missimen High School's own players also thought they had a chance.
The pitcher has Nanping Shou, as long as they can get a point from Qingdao. Then you can defend fully.
The balance of victory will inevitably tilt toward Misimon.
"I'm so sorry, such an illusory opportunity cannot appear."
Sawamura stretched his arms and walked grimly on the pitcher mound.
If you want to completely suppress the opponent's momentum, the most effective way is to make the opponent despair.
In this regard, Sawamura is quite familiar with it.
"nice shot!"
"nice shot!!"
"nice shot!!!"
"strike out!!!"
"strike out!!!"
"strike out!!!"
Nine goals, less than three minutes in total, the defense mission of Qingdao High School was over.
The brothers of the Brotherhood of Brotherhood and the Demon King's Praetorian Guards just started to take a stand, and they haven't waited to shout their slogans.
It's over~
I'm going, as expected of my family's great devil, just has a personality.
On the other hand, look at the lounge area of Missimen High School.
Everyone looked stupidly at Sawamura who was walking down the pitcher mound.
When Sawamura came on the court just now, they knew that the opponent was a first-year, and they were quite contemptuous.
Unexpectedly, the wealthy Qingdao would have a first-year ace.
From this, it can be seen that Qing Dao's strength is not necessarily stronger than that.
Unexpectedly, such a monster came up.
In the rest area of Mi Ximen, the only first-year player stared blankly at Sawamura.
"That person is the Great Demon King Sawamura!"
Because of Obayashi and Kobayashi, Miyamoto didn't have time to react, and that first grader didn't recognize Sawamura at the beginning.
Now he sees it!
"Who?"
Qianlong Shunyi's voice changed.
How could he not know that there is such a player?
"That's right, I'll never admit it, that person is Eijun Sawamura, who graduated from Akagi Middle School, the Great Demon King Sawamura Eijun!"
"I felt the atmosphere was wrong before. Even if Qing Dao is a wealthy family, it is impossible to have so many fans, so it's them?"
Qian Cong Shunyi's brows furrowed into one Who are they? "
"The Demon King's Guard and the Brotherhood of Heartless Hearts!"
in the stands.
Obayashi, Kobayashi and Miyamoto looked at each other.
Boss, it's not like this is a joke, your car is going too fast.
They don't even have time to refuel.
Three ups and threes VS three strikeouts in a row!
In the first round of confrontation, Sawamura won.
However, at this time, the players of Missimen High School did not feel hopeless.
They still have a little bit of fantasy about their own pitchers.
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