v2 Chapter 169： : The last move of the supervision of Guoyou

In the final of the West Tokyo Tournament, at the beginning of the second half of the seventh round, Fujio, who was in the press box, suddenly muttered to himself.

"It's about to start!"

These four words were very successful in arousing the curiosity of Owada Akiko.

"What's going to start?"

She really doesn't understand.

This game is surprisingly fast-paced, and now it's the end of the game, but the time has only just passed 40 minutes.

Baseball games generally cannot be measured by time, because there are rules that take effect in advance. In high school baseball games, the game ends in 40 to 50 minutes, not without.

But the match between Daocheng and Qingdao was obviously not the case.

The reason the game went so fast was just because the pitchers on both sides were so good. They completely dominated the rhythm of the game, both sides hit a pitiful, the game naturally does not take much time.

In Akiko Owada's view, Sawamura and Narimiya are the ones who really decide the outcome of this match. As long as they play consistently, it's hard for others to change anything.

Senior Fujio suddenly said, "It's time to start, what does that mean?"

Asking if you don't understand, Owada doesn't feel ashamed at all, she stared at her charming eyes, looked at Fujio curiously, and asked directly.

No one can refuse such a small look of admiration from a beauty, and Fujio is naturally the same.

Under Owada Akiko's soft gaze, he succumbed.

"I mean Daocheng's attack!"

Um?

It's okay if Fujio didn't explain, but when he explained it, Akiko Owada was even more confused.

Fujio smiled wryly and shook his head, then explained patiently. Watching the Chinese website for a long time

"Up until now, the pitcher has always controlled the rhythm. Inocheng is like this, and Qingdao is also like this. Sawamura's strength, before this game, although everyone thought it was very powerful, but there was no accurate positioning. But after this game, Sawamura, a high school class, deserves to be a pitcher at the top of the pyramid. For six consecutive innings, Daocheng, who was suppressed, did not get any decent hits. This is not true, anyone can do it. did it?"

Owada Akiko nodded.

Senior Fujio explained so much, and she understood one meaning.

That is Sawamura player, really strong!

Is not this nonsensical?

Seeing Owada Akiko's expression, Fujio knew that he was playing the piano to a cow. Akiko Owada, he listened at all, but did not understand.

He could only try to find something she could understand.

"In the second half of the seventh inning, it's Daocheng's turn to hit the line. If they can get hits and even score. Then the core hitters of Daocheng Industry have the qualifications to play against Sawamura again, which also gives Daocheng a turnaround to win. Opportunity. On the contrary, if they can't get a hit, then the situation of Daocheng Industry is very embarrassing?"

If you start with the second inning, the next few innings don't have a single hit.

Sawamura is likely to face Cardos in the ninth game with two outs.

horrible!

Chilling.

Even the outsider Fujio couldn't help shivering when he thought of this.

Not to mention, the pressure Daocheng faces.

Maybe Fujio's explanation was too subtle, but Akiko Owada was still in a fog.

What's the meaning?

At this time, Fujio reluctantly gave up on Owada Akiko's confused eyes.

he said directly.

"Don't underestimate the supervising Guoyou of Daocheng Industry. He has been able to dominate the West Tokyo for such a long time. He absolutely has a set of ability to read the game and the ability to command the team. Under such a serious situation, Daocheng Industry has the opportunity to fight back. , it is now!"

In this round of attack, Daocheng Industry will definitely take action!

Otherwise, Daocheng Industry can't put all the hopes of the attack on Daocheng's middle and lower positions, right?

It's time to start!

This is Fujio's idea.

On the court, Miyuki and Sawamura were also keenly aware of the changes in Inagi.

Yes, change.

First of all, Daocheng's first hitter was completely different from the previous performance.

"Second stick, shortstop, White River."

According to Bai He's habit, on the strike zone, he would always make some small moves to lure his capture partner into his trap.

This is a fighting skill, no less than Kominato Ryosuke-senpai, and a more sinister and cunning guy.

Faced with such an opponent, Miyuki was of course very careful.

This attention, he really found something incredible.

After Bai He stood on the strike zone this time, he didn't make any small movements.

He stood on the strike zone in an orderly manner, the bat in his hand was orderly, and even his eyes were not as aggressive as before.

A sly fox suddenly turns into a domestic pug.

Still pretty scary.

Miyuki Kazuya was a little confused. He really doesn't know, what exactly does Bai He want to do now?

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura's brows furrowed tightly.

There was a delay when Miyuki gave him the secret signal.

This is not a good sign.

The fist of his left hand kept beating the glove of his right hand, making a thumping sound.

In the position of the catcher, Miyuki woke up like a dream.

Before he knew it, he was tricked by Bai He's sudden action.

terrible!

When people have small moves, he always pays attention to Bai He's small moves, and formulates strategies against Bai He according to Bai He's small moves.

Now Shirakawa suddenly became disciplined. Instead, he had the feeling of a dog biting a hedgehog, and he had nowhere to turn his mouth until the sound of Sawamura hitting his gloves woke him up.

call!

Taking a long breath, Miyuki took a deep look at Baihe on the strike zone.

It's no wonder that this guy would have been favored by Ah Ming at the beginning, and he really has a set of skills.

In this case, they have to be careful when dealing with it!

"There's no need to be so restrained. After all, the opponent is not a strong fight. In a head-to-head match, it may not be us who lose?"

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura suddenly gave Miyuki a look.

This look made Yu Xing feel warm all over.

Yes, against Baihe, such an opponent. Even in a head-to-head matchup, it may not be them who lose in the end.

Come on, first ball, quirk ball!

Although this game Sawamura has used quite a few quirk balls.

But this kind of ball has such characteristics, because the changes of each ball are different, so it is not afraid of being aimed.

The better the hitter, the easier it is for the quirk ball to get rid of the opponent.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball whistled.

Baihe on the strike zone gritted his teeth and shot decisively.

Sawamura's pitching position is not tricky. As a qualified hitter, Bai He had no way to convince himself that he would not shoot this kind of tricky ball.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it flew out crookedly.

"Catch the ball!"

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura stretched out his hand to greet Kuramochi.

"Snapped!"

The little cheetah from Qingdao High School arrived, stopped the ball in his glove, and passed it to the first base.

"Out!"

The batter, Baihe, was blocked and out of the game.